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1 yr ago
Getting that I'm feeling watched feeling again...who are all these people stalking...err...visiting my profile? Ahhhh stranger danger.
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2 yrs ago
I just wanna sleep...
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2 yrs ago
Just one more day again...one more...I hate long shifts...
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2 yrs ago
One more day on shift...then a half day to feel human again...adulting sucks.
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It's not bad really. I like where Lion is coming from. The Buzzsaws are these hidden "Hey-bitch-check-this-shit-out" kinda stuff.

The 100 meter diameter kinda thing though kinda irks me. It seems excessive? That's my only piccadillo.
More along the lines I don't want to be the act that followed the opener this time. I just don't have it in me this time compadre.
I have the tendency to post first in an IC when an RP gets started...I'm not going there this time.

So...we wait. Who's going to break the silence here folks?
lol no. Changed it to something more appropriate. We should be good now. Thanks for noticing that Samson, appreciate someone noticing an oversight like that.
@Lionel Samson

You know, I hadn't even thought of that. I put something that felt right for the situation, but yeah you're right. I'll change that. The Brave is not meant to be so small. Not in the least. Not sure where I got the idea for 14.5 feet.
@Senhara

I'm only partially fluent myself in Plains Cree. I can understand every second or third word in a full on Cree Spoken conversation. Enough to get the gist, but not the whole idea.

But on that same note I may intersperse my posts with Cree words, as emphasis on my characters heritage and personality. Mostly because I think it's awesome to have diverse characters.

And because I love my culture haha.
@Senhara Oh cool. tansi nistasis. I'm Plains Cree myself. So as I just said in Cree, Hello Brother.


Koglan hums, one hand moving oneof the five heart plates he's been working on in the heat of his forge. The other hand is pouring a strange amber liquid into his quench trough. His face is ruddy, sweat dripping from his arms and down his neck. He smiles, the acid he's going to use for the quench, the very last of the basilisk acid venom he had bartered for almost 10 years ago now. His master had shown him this, a quench in acid would often turn the iron into something far stronger then a quench in water or oil. He stepping on the pump below the trough, setting the flame under there to heat the acid. Until heat haze rose into the air. He had to be quick, he wouldn't want to leave the acid too long, or he'd have to have a new trough made. The heart plates are for the warriors, protection is paramount after all. And it would not do to leave them waiting too long.

As he waited for the acid to heat up correctly he looked to the heart plates. They were ready for the quench. He nodded, he looked to the acid, almost ready there. He looked about his forge, clean, and ready for the next task he'd be asked to do. He waited and his mind drifted a little. Hmmm much had happened this day and evening. He'd started work on that axe, and finished the head in good time. He could heat it again come morning, and work the haft. Before burning the axe head onto the haft to fit it right. A gift for the young chief. But the spark of the day. He had to give that to Siwa, and her mating proposal. He chuckled a little, the young gobliness had been very articulate. And very smart, even if the end of the situation had left her without the answer she wanted. He found it amusing. But it was well intended. He had sent her off with a challenge.

Koglan pulled the first of the five heart plates from the forge and with his tongs plunged it into the acid bath. The hiss of heated metal in a liquid the acid roils, the quench if swift as he pulls the armor free letting the acid drip off. He takes a file and slides it across the edge of the armor. It's a perfect sing his of iron on iron. Perfectly quenched. As he brought up another heart plate, he thinks forward rather then backwards. Siwa will be back, he knows that. Brendan had said as much, and he knew that he and Siwa are close. He'd just have to wait. He swore if she came back and had atleast try, he'd give her what she wanted. Another heart plate went into the quench.

Somewhere in the night outside a coyote called to the moon the dark of the night have set in completely. And yet Koglan worked on.
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