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Ekho didn't dwell on the old man's joke or urgency, but instead followed the other outside to the action. She gripped Talus in her hand as she exited the building, her blood pumping and her body warming - but when she saw them, she froze. They were gruesome and bloodied and tortured. She almost wanted to vomit at the sight of them. And a rancid smell floated into the air that left a sickening quelch in her stomach. This moment of hesitation was what allowed the undead soldier a way in; he reached for her, his sword thrusting at her chest. She had no time to think and she gripped her spear, jumping deftly over him and impaling him with it.

There were so many of them; a horde of them! Ekho swallowed and tried to calm herself, falling into the familiar motions she has utilized since her digital birth. She plunged her spear into every thing that came at her and ignored the splatters of blood that stained her animal skins.

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I can't think of a post for Astrid. There's nothing for her to do, really. And I don't know if I want her to be really good at singing...

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True XD Also, I jumped to the morning for Dasmira - hope no one minds. You guys could always just write the rest of the night and then the morning.

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Dasmira always woke up earlier than most; those up in the wee hours of the morning were easier to steal from as they were still rubbing the sleep from their eyes. But as such, she always had a nice view of the tangerine orange slathered across the sky, being accompanied by the light pink hue - she loved the sunrise because she loved the sun. The sun shone like gold upon her face and it fueled her with warmth that accompanied the dizzying rush she got when her fingers were in the pocket of a rich nobleman.

With a yawn, she approached the window and leaned out, waiting for the sun to spray her face with riches. Once it did, though it barely crawled up her nose, she left the windowsill and packed her things. Her trident was retracted and snuggled into the bones of her shoulders and her rope dart hung from where it was looped around her coin skirt. She laced up her blue corset, a wonderful invention for women that allowed her to smuggle even more things, and donned her black cloak before departing the room. She memorized the room number and the floorboard her treasure was buried underneath already, so she had no delay in getting out of the inn. Dasmira was almost to the door, leaving to find even more wealth, when her stomach growled. She looked at the hefty coin purse she hid between her skirt and trousers, weighing her options. The blonde knew she probably wouldn't get away with a second freebie, so she gathered only a few coins - suspicion was to be avoided - and approached the innkeeper.

"May I have something to eat?" She inquired in a honeyed, innocent voice. The coins clattered to the table and she took a seat at the bar.

The Chocobo forest

Okaaaaay then....

13 Edgewood Drive

Of course, I'm just waiting for the GM to address us few.

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"Don't tell me what to do." Henry huffed but popped the trunk nevertheless. "Fuckin' Max with his fuckin' medieval sword. Guns exist for a reason..." She had muttered once he was slightly out of earshot.

Of course he probably heard anyways, but this was not of Henry's concern. Instead she was fixated on picking a station, alternating between her two favorite classical rock stations. When Max got situated in her seat, she put the car in gear - ignoring the man's tasteless comment beside her - and swerved out of the parking lot. She could hear the sword skitter in the trunk and she growled under her breath, "That hunk of metal better not scratch up my car, Max."

The road was crowded and Henry maneuvered deftly and illegally around the cars, paying no heed to the annoying honks others gave her. "What's the address for this place, again?"

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Munk said
Yeah, I figured it might be something like that. I've met a few of those, it totally makes sense as a character concept. Just don't want people in the thread thinking that's how feminism works ^_^

Oh, yeah, she is not a pure feminist. After all, I think she might even have a touch of chauvinistic views mixed in - not totally, but a small opinion that females are better than males and yadda yadda yadda. Later on, I hope her views become better :) Maybe then she'll be okay with Cassandra - though probably not best buds.

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UHM. I MIND. GOLD BE IN THERE!!! D: What about Damira's loot? SHE WILL LOSE ALL THE BEAUTIFUL NECKLACES AND EARRINGS SHE DOESN'T EVEN WEAR OR TRADE IN FOR MONEY!!!!!!!! Yeah, sure, let's burn it down while yelling "timber".

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akje said
Can Astrid sing?

Hm...I think she would have a good voice, but not an excellent voice. It wouldn't be her passion, but she would know a bit about it since voices/singing can be seductive.