The sisters sat down and made a collective sigh of relief. <color=brown>"Yeah, we're okay. Thanks Riou." They started panting a little before taking a deep breath and returning to a normal breathing rate.
OOC: Black smiths must have a hard time in Final Fantasy considering they have to help craft swords, gun, air ships, space ships probally, They might have constructed a time machine or two, mechs, and don't forget the robots
"No worries, Sara. Winter." Riou begins to walk to join up the main group.
OoC: @Nail I think we're all tired, can we continue the plot tomorrow? I doubt I'll last another event, tonight.
@Demon I'd imagine that there would be different people specializing in different things. Kinda like how one guy might make water pipes while another makes cars (and that car is made up of parts that were all made by different people). So, I doubt it is that tough.
Four had continued to cower behind her tree for a bit after hearing a series of explosions. After a while, she peaked out and noticed the thing they were fighting was gone, and everyone had relaxed. She tentatively walked out from behind the tree and over to everyone else. "Well, what now?"
@demon: Well, technically blacksmiths would only make swords. All that other stuff is up to engineers and mechanics. Though considering the size of swords in FF, I'd say blacksmiths are still incredibly busy.
OOC: It's a joke my friends would make all the time. And @Drak is probally right about that. Especially since there's only one sword shop in every town
@Nailik: I know, and I probably made a mountain out of a mole hill there. For me it's wired in my head to question things. And we're both tired, and I feel awkward bringing the argument up anyway. I sowwies. Forgive me? :3
<color=darkgreen>"How did Four manage to find a tree in Antarctica?"
<color=blue>"Let's get out of here and back to Four's ship. Everyone who wants light speed travel, take a hold of our hands." EMily and Gwen were ready.
<color=darkgreen>"Yeah, but the thing came from Antarctica didn't it?" Winona said to Joe, grabbing onto Gwen's hand.
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