"Did you seem me run over here? I just thought you were better company than her." Axton said to Samus with a grin. "Besides, I'm suppose to be a diplomat." he added.
We Are Our Avatars VIII: Interdimensional Jaunt. (Closed up, thanks for playing.)
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Amelia paused her writing for a moment and shook her head slowly. [color=ff7777] [small] "It's... awesome to be up here... Where I'm from, we barely got flying in the sky down right... I just wish there was a little bit of a quieter place to write about it though..." [/small] [/color] She stated before noticing she had written the words she was saying unconsciously. Sighing, she began to scribble the last few lines out and began to rewrite them.
She jolted in her seat as the predator suddenly spoke to her. She turned around to face him, scratching behind one of her horns. [color=ff7777] [small] "...Well, yes... This sword... I-It's not for show...." [/small] [/color]
She jolted in her seat as the predator suddenly spoke to her. She turned around to face him, scratching behind one of her horns. [color=ff7777] [small] "...Well, yes... This sword... I-It's not for show...." [/small] [/color]
"We're all diplomats, remember?" Axton said to Samus.
Seras looked at the predator as he loomed over Amelia.
Seras looked at the predator as he loomed over Amelia.
"Perhaps you would like to demonstrate it in the arena then? I would like to see how this sheep fights a wolf."
Miguel frowned, and stood, chair skidding. "Rak'thor, enough! You will not speak to a guest of the long fang like so."
the predator bowed its head. "Merely asking, Miguel, merely asking. I simply wish to see if these guests have fire in them."
Miguel frowned, and stood, chair skidding. "Rak'thor, enough! You will not speak to a guest of the long fang like so."
the predator bowed its head. "Merely asking, Miguel, merely asking. I simply wish to see if these guests have fire in them."
Seras gave the predator a stern glare of disapproval.
"Nope. I used to blow diplomats up from time to time." Axton said with an air of nostalgia.
"Nope. I used to blow diplomats up from time to time." Axton said with an air of nostalgia.
Amelia frowned as the predator spoke. [color=ff7777] [small] "I... I didn't come here to fight. None of us did..." [/small] [/color] She seemed to get a little more confident as she turned to face Rak'thor fully. [color=ff7777] [small] "I don't know what you want from us... but don't try to pull shove this 'fighter's spirit' on us... You have your way of living, we have ours." [/small] [/color]
After she said this, her rapier began to vibrate wildly and Amelia gripped the hilt suddenly and tightly, eyes widening at the sudden motion. [color=ff7777] (No! NO! We are NOT giving them what they want!.... Your pride can kiss my woolly ass!) [/color] She grunted a bit as the rapier continued to act in such a manner before slowly beginning to calm down.
After she said this, her rapier began to vibrate wildly and Amelia gripped the hilt suddenly and tightly, eyes widening at the sudden motion. [color=ff7777] (No! NO! We are NOT giving them what they want!.... Your pride can kiss my woolly ass!) [/color] She grunted a bit as the rapier continued to act in such a manner before slowly beginning to calm down.
"A soldier." Axton said simply.
Seras was drawn toward Amelia's rapier, blatantly staring at it.
Seras was drawn toward Amelia's rapier, blatantly staring at it.
Rak'thor looked down at the vibrating rapier, the comment from Amelia already being ignored. "My, isn't that a fancy blade..." he muttered.
Miguel growled, and moved towards Amelia, aiming to stand by her and force Rak'thor back.
Miguel growled, and moved towards Amelia, aiming to stand by her and force Rak'thor back.
Seras looked away from the strange weapon and stood from her seat, partially getting between Rak'thor and Amelia. She looked very stern and serious now.
Amelia mostly ignored the comment from Rak'thor as the rapier finally stopped its vibrations. The sheepgirl let out a small sigh before looking back to the predator. [color=ff7777] [small] "...Can you please... leave me be now?" [/small] [/color] She asked, seemingly pleading at this point as she noticed both Seras and Miguel moving closer. [color=ff7777] (...Damn it. I didn't want to cause a scene...) [/color]
Rak'thor looked to Miguel and Seras, and eventually nodded. "Very well then. You are obviously not wanting a fight. Never let it be said I do not accept a diplomats wishes. Good luck to you, sheepy girl." he offered, walking away from Amelia back to his seat.
Miguel sat as well. He seemed quite riled up. "You did nothing wrong Amelia. That fool was an ass, and acted like one. Do not take his blame."