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hello there friends I like ice cream
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9 yrs ago
not gonna be around from the 12th to the 17th of august 2017
9 yrs ago
dying under exams so please pardon the lack of posting
10 yrs ago
I'm back and that's that
11 yrs ago
Pulling out from roleplays for a while, hopefully not for too long

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merci, I do try :3
But anyway how is everybody?
also I didn't miss anyone out on the street did I? Me and @Green Rhapsody are heading towards the area near the bar.
“Well” Charles drew out the word whilst he considered Rozalinds question, head turned ever so slightly onto the side. “I wouldn’t say that I was certain about joining MERCY. I mean honestly, going from a purely reconnaissance team to one like MERCY is going to be one heck of a career change but actually I’m looking forward to it.” Charles then momentarily ceased his strange flapping of arms and hand gestured as he nodded before resuming his speech.

“But actually you know what, I was very surprised when I received the letter about the transfer, I mean I know I’m good, but honestly to be considered so good as to join MERCY, I mean honestly I’m still over the moon about it.” At this point Charles grinned almost madly and bobbed a little bit in his seat.

Charles was dressed in a similar fashion as the members of TIGER he was riding with, no doubt once they landed and he was out in the Snow Charles would find the padded uniform to be a god send, but with fewer ammunition packs and pockets to strap them into. Unlike the other on board Charles hadn’t trained to carry his weight in weaponry. Instead he had a hefty armoured case strapped in comfortably underneath his seat the items within Charles mentally recounted over again and again making absolutely certain that everything would be there when he opened it again.

“Do we have any idea of where they’re going and their last known location?” Charles asked. “Might be good to do a quick visual search of the area between the two, or maybe just meet them at the rendezvous point. Maybe it’s the storm that’s causing some interference with the equipment? Although the local weather forecast did say the storm wouldn’t be due for another ten minutes or so” Charles nattered away, more to himself than anyone else.

While the question he asked seemed like the most obvious thing to do Charles himself had lost count of the times a severe problem arose simply because the solution was so obvious that no one ever considered it.

“Where was the rendezvous point again? Actually Rozalind, don’t suppose you have some good Intel about MERCY that I could use do you?” Charles asked in a serious matter with a slightly smaller grin “After all you used to be part of MERCY didn’t you? Or is that just a silly rumour or something?”


I completely forgot about putting my CS in the actual CS bit D:
Welp there's that fixed at least.
Ninty felt her brow furrow as the others continued to speak. She wasn’t sure what it was she was expecting it certainly wasn’t this. Their explanations made some sense, Ninty supposed still with some doubt, and everyone spoke in a manner of someone who knew what they were talking about.

But there was something else, something that had sent a horrible twisting sensation through her stomach and her outspread fingers twitched into steady fists. How had that Michael git known about her? How had he known her name? How had he known about her and her mates? Ninty did not like this human Child and was fully intent on expressing her displeasure in the only way she knew how. Which also happened to be the exact same way one could get a refund at the Docks for back piece of merchandise.

“Yeah yeah yeah.” Ninty waved away Jupiters comments. “Princesses of Light, go look for royalty pricks in each world, kidnap them or whatever, yada yada yada, job done. You’re welcome.” She snapped with no small amount of venom although none of it intentionally directed at anyone else.

“Now onto the next piece of business.” Ninty took another step or two toward Michael, though still stayed back just a little in case the guards were to suddenly use those lethal looking weapons of theirs.

“How in the Name of the Thirteen does a little piss-pot like you know about what happened to me an’ma mates?” Ninty snarled down at Michael, with a few swears from her childhood sailor friends slipping in. “On another note How do yer know my? Eh? Cause I certainly didn’t say nuffin, nor did I about bein on another planet. So what’s your secret then you Mongrel?” While the insult wasn’t exactly accurate, with a mix of fear and anger inside her Ninty didn’t really care.

“Better start talking quick sunshine, before I give yer a good ol’ scar for the local bar girls to swoon over!” She spat.

With the final comment Ninty’s keyblade flashed into being once more in her hand, so sudden was it’s appearance that it caught Ninty off guard and brought her seething rage to an abrupt halt. Ninty herself had actually flinched and was now giving the weapon a mixed look of surprise and puzzled frustration.
@Letter Bee sorry ;A; Last few days have been a bit tiring and set to be kinda busy soon to but should be alright anyhoo.

I'll just get a posty up in a few :D
bloop a doop, just gimme a bit and hopefully after a posty I'll be posting regularly :D
How is everyone by the way?
heya guys I'm ba-

oh
“A dog?” Martha echoed with some puzzlement.

She remembered seeing something like Phoebe described waddling past her on the way over. She certainly wouldn’t have described it as a dog, more of some sort of snowman or a very, very small person.

“I think I saw it going off somewhere towards the shops over there.” She explained and pointed in the direction she had come from. “It’s pretty busy over there so maybe someone else saw…Blue was it?”

With that Martha began leading Pheobe up the street in the hopes of continuing the conversation or even moving the subject a bit more towards securing her a means of travel. Hopefully helping to find this persons dog thing would be a very good bargaining chip.

“Actually, if you don’t mind me asking but how did you open up that portal just now?” Martha then gestured with a nod of her head back up to the sky. “Got some sort of doo-hickery or something?
ye but I'll check it out sometime in the morrow. Bed time for me I'm afriad.
Nighty night.
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