"Pretty harsh." Echo said with a grim smirk.
"Have to speak." she said to Noel.
"I'm sorry." she repeated to Makoto.
"Have to speak." she said to Noel.
"I'm sorry." she repeated to Makoto.
We Are Our Avatars VI (Closed for Good)
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OOC: Must... use pickaxe... on laptop...
So. Can I by any chance get a quick briefing on location and situation?
So. Can I by any chance get a quick briefing on location and situation?
Blair raised a paw to her chin in thought. "Who and why would they put you under such a curse? surely there has to be a reason.....unless there evil like that"
OOC: Just chilling? I take it the group including Makoto, the Rookie, Savranth and Jessica are still in Pewtercove then.Saltyk said:
Noel hmmm-ed for a second then said. "Well you still have control over the tone of your voice and emotions right? Words mean nothing compared to real emotions."
Then stop complaining to me and expressing your own thoughts to another. Just like ignoring somebody talking, I think you can tune other's out as well. You are preaching to the wrong person. Tal... Think to Echo instead than giving your credentials to me. Noel snarled thought. Much like another other Warden or Vanguard, they don't like the basis of mind games.
Then stop complaining to me and expressing your own thoughts to another. Just like ignoring somebody talking, I think you can tune other's out as well. You are preaching to the wrong person. Tal... Think to Echo instead than giving your credentials to me. Noel snarled thought. Much like another other Warden or Vanguard, they don't like the basis of mind games.
"We okay..." Echo said to Makoto. She wasn't exactly sure what to do about Makoto holding her hand out, so she decided to shake it.
OOC: @Saltyk Thank you very much my good man. I shall get right to business.
Having set her tent up and had time to properly rest since the ordeal of taking care of the battlefield wounded, Cynane was now her old energetic self, and with this considered, she decided to see what she could do to get some credits for use as long as they were in Legaian territory.
"Nope... no... that'll be worthless here." She muttered as she rummaged through her chest of belongings, searching for old weapons or raw materials to sell off. She selected a massive wedge shaped greatsword with a sinister looking epitaph engraved in glowing green runes on its slablike surface and slung this on her back, a number of scutes from the hardened shells of some of her land's predators, each with its own properties, a handful of loose jewels crafted to be fixed onto armour, and finally, a steel grey gemstone that was translucent and appeared to catch the light beautifully in its facets, despite its dull colour. She smiled.
"These should fetch a good price." She said before packing the scutes efficiently into a large hide carryall and setting off for the shops.
Having set her tent up and had time to properly rest since the ordeal of taking care of the battlefield wounded, Cynane was now her old energetic self, and with this considered, she decided to see what she could do to get some credits for use as long as they were in Legaian territory.
"Nope... no... that'll be worthless here." She muttered as she rummaged through her chest of belongings, searching for old weapons or raw materials to sell off. She selected a massive wedge shaped greatsword with a sinister looking epitaph engraved in glowing green runes on its slablike surface and slung this on her back, a number of scutes from the hardened shells of some of her land's predators, each with its own properties, a handful of loose jewels crafted to be fixed onto armour, and finally, a steel grey gemstone that was translucent and appeared to catch the light beautifully in its facets, despite its dull colour. She smiled.
"These should fetch a good price." She said before packing the scutes efficiently into a large hide carryall and setting off for the shops.
(To Noel: I did. Last night. Also, I heard what you said via the recording software in this troopers helmet. I've only actively listened in on your thoughts after I first sent a message. After 700 years I have learned some etiquette, that's the reason I'm not sitting on top of some sod I mindwiped.)