Munk said I've got a post ready, just need to figure out how to fit in Roman's leaving.
Perhaps his character had another lead on his sister and decided he didn't want the job. (Less amusing than death by misadventure, but easier)
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Perhaps his character had another lead on his sister and decided he didn't want the job. (Less amusing than death by misadventure, but easier)
Just wanted you to know I forgot about replying for a week (My bad) but I'm here and I'm going to be replying tomorrow.
Well, executive decision... if anyone's still around. Post. I don't want this to die. D:
Even if I forgot all about the site for a week. Ooops.
Even if I forgot all about the site for a week. Ooops.
Lei-Ne couldn't hold in a laugh after the street samurai had been put down by the hacker Red. Though she quickly covered her mouth with her hand and tried to cut off the giggle. As soon as she was composed a few seconds later she looked over at the samurai and shrugged. She didn't bother saying she was sorry, because she wasn't. The smaller Asian woman was intrigued by the rigger's allergy to light. It rang a bell somewhere in the back of her mind, but she couldn't place it. Maybe she had heard of him before. Whatever the case she mentally shrugged it off.
Lei-Ne's eyes watched the troll light up a cigarette and she frowned. She debated for a quick second before she got up and reached out, snatched the infernal toxic thing and mashed it into the ground. After ascertaining it was out she returned to her seat and turned to Red. She smiled her signature smile. "I think telling a little about myself is fair enough." She leaned back in her chair, her posture completely relaxed.
"Lets see. First was previous work, correct?" Lei-Ne tapped her painted lips before continuing. "I've been running for a while. You've probably haven't heard much of my work despite the display last night." She smirked. "I like ti be forgotten by everyone. But not everyone does." The last part had her smile slipping a little before it was back in place. I am extremely good at disguises and getting people to talk to me." She fluffed her hair in a little self congratulations.
"I guess that covers strengths too. As for weaknesses." The Asian woman shrugged. "Physical combat?" She chuckled. "I'm more of a talker, not a fighter. So if you leave me in a fight, I'm ditching you all too. And I think that about covers me." She purposely didn't cover hopes and dreams. Something strangers didn't need to know. "What about you Thorin? Some of us weren't there for the after party." Lei-Ne waggled her eyebrows a little.
Lei-Ne's eyes watched the troll light up a cigarette and she frowned. She debated for a quick second before she got up and reached out, snatched the infernal toxic thing and mashed it into the ground. After ascertaining it was out she returned to her seat and turned to Red. She smiled her signature smile. "I think telling a little about myself is fair enough." She leaned back in her chair, her posture completely relaxed.
"Lets see. First was previous work, correct?" Lei-Ne tapped her painted lips before continuing. "I've been running for a while. You've probably haven't heard much of my work despite the display last night." She smirked. "I like ti be forgotten by everyone. But not everyone does." The last part had her smile slipping a little before it was back in place. I am extremely good at disguises and getting people to talk to me." She fluffed her hair in a little self congratulations.
"I guess that covers strengths too. As for weaknesses." The Asian woman shrugged. "Physical combat?" She chuckled. "I'm more of a talker, not a fighter. So if you leave me in a fight, I'm ditching you all too. And I think that about covers me." She purposely didn't cover hopes and dreams. Something strangers didn't need to know. "What about you Thorin? Some of us weren't there for the after party." Lei-Ne waggled her eyebrows a little.
Thetrous shifted in his seat. They were obviously made for humans of a more normal height than his own half-blooded height. The thing that annoyed him the most was that his feet dangled. He had been raised by his mother so his stubborn dwarven pride did have limits. But he didn't suffer racists gladly. The fact that he had been chosen for this mission showed how short handed the Shields were with (pure) human members. The half dwarf was glad they respected him enough to trust him with the mission. But he still wished he wasn't here. The realm of Elensa always rubbed him the wrong way, and being near Endel? Worse.
Thetrous shifted again making some of the Baron's men turn and look at him. He scowled at them until they looked away. He also scowled at Leon, the pompous jerk as he smirked knowingly. At least the new recruits were studiously listening to the Baron and thinking. Thetrous was the kind of guy you pointed at a target and he went. He didn't have a mind for strategy. Well, other than hack and slash. He wasn't stupid or anything. He just wasn't a strategist. He'd cheat you out of all your money in cards given half a chance. And maybe even look through your stuff, but that was it really.
So when the Baron explained that the neighboring barondoms, and smaller holdings were holding off until they could choose the winning side, he wasn't listening that much. He really didn't care if the Baron was only being waylaid by two people rather than fourteen or whatever. Humans in this area were petty squabblers who loved money over honor. And that was not something Thetrous could respect.
Thetrous watched the men in the room as the Baron spoke. They weren't comfortable with what the Baron was doing. That much was obvious, but they were loyal. Was it just because of loyalty? Or was it because they knew Elensa had to change? After all it was only a matter of time before the Council reversed it's hands off policy if their appearance here meant anything. The half-human cocked his head to listen as the bowman in the group talked. So far the kid hadn't said much. Thetrous had heard about Mordechai through the grapevine of the Shields. He was extremely accurate with a bow. He was quiet and rarely talked. Unless you got him drunk, then apparently he wouldn't shut up (Something the half-dwarf planned on doing soon).
"Are you completely sure no one else will support you?" Mordechai asked. His brown eyes were very intent on the map. Thetrous was sure that the east was very backwards to the poor man. Even if he had been here for a while.
The Baron bobbed his head. "Some might eventually, but I don't have the time. All Heath has to do is still me long enough I so I wont be able to make it to the meeting." The Baron too frowned down at the map. "While most wont raise a hand against me, they still hate me for what I'm proposing. And by doing nothing they lend their silent approval." The Baron shook his head. "If you have any other ideas how to avoid this, I'm all ears."
Thetrous shifted again making some of the Baron's men turn and look at him. He scowled at them until they looked away. He also scowled at Leon, the pompous jerk as he smirked knowingly. At least the new recruits were studiously listening to the Baron and thinking. Thetrous was the kind of guy you pointed at a target and he went. He didn't have a mind for strategy. Well, other than hack and slash. He wasn't stupid or anything. He just wasn't a strategist. He'd cheat you out of all your money in cards given half a chance. And maybe even look through your stuff, but that was it really.
So when the Baron explained that the neighboring barondoms, and smaller holdings were holding off until they could choose the winning side, he wasn't listening that much. He really didn't care if the Baron was only being waylaid by two people rather than fourteen or whatever. Humans in this area were petty squabblers who loved money over honor. And that was not something Thetrous could respect.
Thetrous watched the men in the room as the Baron spoke. They weren't comfortable with what the Baron was doing. That much was obvious, but they were loyal. Was it just because of loyalty? Or was it because they knew Elensa had to change? After all it was only a matter of time before the Council reversed it's hands off policy if their appearance here meant anything. The half-human cocked his head to listen as the bowman in the group talked. So far the kid hadn't said much. Thetrous had heard about Mordechai through the grapevine of the Shields. He was extremely accurate with a bow. He was quiet and rarely talked. Unless you got him drunk, then apparently he wouldn't shut up (Something the half-dwarf planned on doing soon).
"Are you completely sure no one else will support you?" Mordechai asked. His brown eyes were very intent on the map. Thetrous was sure that the east was very backwards to the poor man. Even if he had been here for a while.
The Baron bobbed his head. "Some might eventually, but I don't have the time. All Heath has to do is still me long enough I so I wont be able to make it to the meeting." The Baron too frowned down at the map. "While most wont raise a hand against me, they still hate me for what I'm proposing. And by doing nothing they lend their silent approval." The Baron shook his head. "If you have any other ideas how to avoid this, I'm all ears."
Shigetoshi returned the smile from the younger man before heading out to the dinning room. He straightens up the tables into the new arrangements so everyone would be able to sit at one of five tables and serve themselves. It felt like an arrangement that would be found at a restaurant in the capital. It made the young innkeeper smile and he shoved. pushed, and pulled tables. Not that the bamboo tables were heavy or anything. They were just stubborn upon the woven floor covers. When the young man was finished he stood back to view his handy work. Satisfied everything was in it's new proper place he hurried back to the kitchen to see if Tatsuki needed anymore help.
That was not the case. When Shigetoshi slid the door open he saw the guest leaning against the counter looking at the food. Shigetoshi looked over the assembled items. The other man hadn't been joking when he said he would make foreign items. The Innkeeper didn't have names for any of the dishes. He could identify a few ingredients but he wouldn't have been able to guess about the others if he hadn't peered at the raw food earlier. He would have assumed the man could use magic or something to conjure up all these strange dishes.
Shigetoshi drifted over a little and sniffed the food. It smelt good, but his earlier thrill at the idea of eating strange food was dying. Was all this truly edible? Then Shigetoshi blushed and straightened up. "Sorry." He said to the other man in the kitchen. "I can take out the dishes if you'd like."
That was not the case. When Shigetoshi slid the door open he saw the guest leaning against the counter looking at the food. Shigetoshi looked over the assembled items. The other man hadn't been joking when he said he would make foreign items. The Innkeeper didn't have names for any of the dishes. He could identify a few ingredients but he wouldn't have been able to guess about the others if he hadn't peered at the raw food earlier. He would have assumed the man could use magic or something to conjure up all these strange dishes.
Shigetoshi drifted over a little and sniffed the food. It smelt good, but his earlier thrill at the idea of eating strange food was dying. Was all this truly edible? Then Shigetoshi blushed and straightened up. "Sorry." He said to the other man in the kitchen. "I can take out the dishes if you'd like."
Never fear, I am still here. :)
Dethran said
These past couple of days have been pretty busy for me, but I ought to have a post up no later than tomorrow (and may actually be able to put it up some time tonight)!
No sweat. They've been hectic for me too.
I found time to post!! :D Go me~
Lei Ne was dressed very differently today than she was last night. She was wearing pants for one, skinny jeans yes, but not as tight as most. She also was wearing a loose shirt. It looked almost over sized on first glance. However on closer inspection it's obvious that it was made that way. The top was large yes, but it narrowed down at the waist via scrunchy that accented the Asian woman's slenderness. Today she also dispensed with her umbrella, her color scheme a more subtle green. Her hair was less over the top too, now more white than any other color. In fact there appeared to be no other color than white.
Lei Ne clumped up to the building in her fashionable combat boots. Her neon pink lips were blinding as she smiled at those around her. At least until she got in the building. Then she just hurried to the designated room as fast as possible. She checked each door for the proper indicator and when she found the right one, she slipped on in. There she noticed both Red and the elf. What was his name? He was the Rigger. She smiled at the two of them as she closed the door and played a little mental game to remember the elf's name. Thor? Thorn? No, it was Thovren. That's it.
"Morning Red. Thovren." Lei Ne looked around at what was supplied and wrinkled her nose. "Too cheap to spring for proper seating." She bemoaned as she sat down.
Lei Ne clumped up to the building in her fashionable combat boots. Her neon pink lips were blinding as she smiled at those around her. At least until she got in the building. Then she just hurried to the designated room as fast as possible. She checked each door for the proper indicator and when she found the right one, she slipped on in. There she noticed both Red and the elf. What was his name? He was the Rigger. She smiled at the two of them as she closed the door and played a little mental game to remember the elf's name. Thor? Thorn? No, it was Thovren. That's it.
"Morning Red. Thovren." Lei Ne looked around at what was supplied and wrinkled her nose. "Too cheap to spring for proper seating." She bemoaned as she sat down.
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