We Are Our Avatars III (Ended!)
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Greg feels revitalised and caps the bottle. The cuts on his face and back are gone. He looks around before pulling his right sleeve back. 2 large gashes ran up his arm, red as ever. The elixir had not removed them. Quickly as he revealed his arm he pulls his sleeve back down, in case anyone saw.
Ten conivincing later"Dost any of you know where there is a place where we may build the church"
the guy who showed him where the horses is spoke up"Tis an empty lot that used to be a church is for sale"
"That's good brother Philip if we all pitch our money in we'll be able to buy it"
the guy who showed him where the horses is spoke up"Tis an empty lot that used to be a church is for sale"
"That's good brother Philip if we all pitch our money in we'll be able to buy it"
OOC: Just posted, only saw now
Greg quickly straightens up and looks at Gorden. "Yep, Gregory Heart, Sergeant-well you know the rest." His speaking is alot more laboured now.
Greg quickly straightens up and looks at Gorden. "Yep, Gregory Heart, Sergeant-well you know the rest." His speaking is alot more laboured now.
"And why would you know my parents? You ever been to London before now?" Asha asked.
"London. Capital city of England and the United Kingdom, the largest metropolitan area in the United Kingdom, and the largest urban zone in the European Union by most measures. And I'm here because I live here." Asha explained her Sephiroth, her patience starting to visible wane.
"London. Capital city of England and the United Kingdom, the largest metropolitan area in the United Kingdom, and the largest urban zone in the European Union by most measures. And I'm here because I live here." Asha explained her Sephiroth, her patience starting to visible wane.
Gilgamesh kept looking at the Masamune with great interest.
That sword... it's the Masamune! I know it is!
Oh-ho! How I've longed to posses that weapon! Now... how should I go about this?
'You! Now we fight!' No... that didn't turn out so well last time I tried such an approach.
Hmmm.
Gilgamesh walked closer to Sephiroth.
"So you don't know where you are either, huh?" He asked the silver-haired man.
That sword... it's the Masamune! I know it is!
Oh-ho! How I've longed to posses that weapon! Now... how should I go about this?
'You! Now we fight!' No... that didn't turn out so well last time I tried such an approach.
Hmmm.
Gilgamesh walked closer to Sephiroth.
"So you don't know where you are either, huh?" He asked the silver-haired man.
Severin exploded back into the scene (literally) and floated in place, his massive seven-foot-tall frame dominating Ed's vision. He took his horrid metal arm and... and... and...
poked his nose.
"You're so tiny!"
poked his nose.
"You're so tiny!"
Sephiroth turned. The short one was angry... No, not short. The strong one. It would not be worth offending him, not without reason. 'I... apologise', Sephiroth said carefully. The words did not suit him, but he knew even he would have trouble in a world he knew nothing of.
"Well...yes I have, once...but that's not the point. Is your mother's name...Four by any chance?" I ask Asha.
OOC: @Ven. It's all good.
"Hey there. Maybe you should take a rest."
<color=purple>"Yeah. You gonna be okay?" She gets a ping from her sisters. <color=purple>"Sorries, gotta report in." She jumps into the ethereal plane.
"Well, I'm going to take a nap myself, need to gather my thoughts for a while. All this strange stuff must be getting to me." He found a tree and took a nap under it.
OOC: Gotta go to volunteer work. Laters.
"Hey there. Maybe you should take a rest."
<color=purple>"Yeah. You gonna be okay?" She gets a ping from her sisters. <color=purple>"Sorries, gotta report in." She jumps into the ethereal plane.
"Well, I'm going to take a nap myself, need to gather my thoughts for a while. All this strange stuff must be getting to me." He found a tree and took a nap under it.
OOC: Gotta go to volunteer work. Laters.
"I might just do that." He said. He propped himself up against his backpack and unholstered his rifle and laid it beside before trying to sleep and take his mind off things. He scratches his arm multiple times through his sleep and murmurs of horrific things.
OOC: And Im gone as well.
OOC: And Im gone as well.