We Are Our Avatars V (Closed)
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"That isn't much of an issue. Used to be a Captain of a ship like this. I always took care of my men, personally cooking for them with my meals." Ratsel said, shrugging as she put several pancakes on a plate for Balthier. "Here you go. The syrup is on the table as well as utensils."
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Bullet exited to the deck as it was warm. As she continued to walk outside, the air around her became cold, as her Argamus was absorbing the heat in the air.
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Bullet exited to the deck as it was warm. As she continued to walk outside, the air around her became cold, as her Argamus was absorbing the heat in the air.
Bryce poked his head out of the Warhammer, rifle still in pieces. "Oh, good to see you up and running. Sorry about yesterday."
OoC @Rosh: BTW, Bullet's clothing would still be in the infirmary. 
"Why thank you." Balthier said when Ratsel handed him the plate. He took a knife and fork and began eating. After swallowing a bite, he asked, "So you were in the military then?"
He gave a brief nod in responce to Graves and Jayce.
"Why thank you." Balthier said when Ratsel handed him the plate. He took a knife and fork and began eating. After swallowing a bite, he asked, "So you were in the military then?"
He gave a brief nod in responce to Graves and Jayce.
@Nail: Lovely. But knowing her, she really wouldn't care.
Getting the argamus sufficiently charged, Bullet finally realized that her clothing was all missing. Shrugging, she started to head back to the medbay.
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"Indeed I was... Technically I still am. Ever since I was 15 years old." Ratsel replied as she nodded at Graves and Jayce.
Getting the argamus sufficiently charged, Bullet finally realized that her clothing was all missing. Shrugging, she started to head back to the medbay.
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"Indeed I was... Technically I still am. Ever since I was 15 years old." Ratsel replied as she nodded at Graves and Jayce.
Bryce stared once he realized Bullet was naked, but quickly went back to building his rifle, his work tune forgotten and his face pink.
@Nail: But still.
Bullet raised an eyebrow at Bryce, but thought nothing of it as she walked into the medbay, sighing. "[sub]Great, now I have to put this damned thing back on and...[/sub]" she mumbled to herself as she started to wrap herself in another sarashi.
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"It was.... The suitable age for young woman like myself to be granted armors like my own. That was 13 years ago." Ratsel replied, making her own plate.
Bullet raised an eyebrow at Bryce, but thought nothing of it as she walked into the medbay, sighing. "[sub]Great, now I have to put this damned thing back on and...[/sub]" she mumbled to herself as she started to wrap herself in another sarashi.
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"It was.... The suitable age for young woman like myself to be granted armors like my own. That was 13 years ago." Ratsel replied, making her own plate.
OOC: Alright then, let's get this show on the road.
If anyone were out on the deck, they'd notice something in the sky. Considering this was a desert with little-to-no cloud cover, that alone might be enough to get their attention. Then, the object in the sky suddenly made a dive down at the deck of the ship, as if whatever it was had noticed the Carrier and found it interesting.
If anyone were out on the deck, they'd notice something in the sky. Considering this was a desert with little-to-no cloud cover, that alone might be enough to get their attention. Then, the object in the sky suddenly made a dive down at the deck of the ship, as if whatever it was had noticed the Carrier and found it interesting.
Bryce finished the building of his new rifle, and loaded. He thought he might have heard whistling, but ignores it.
Ratsel paused as Balthier remarked about her choice. "It was... necessary. For myself and other reasons." she quickly recovered as she took her seat on the other side of him.
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Bullet continued to wrap herself.
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Bullet continued to wrap herself.