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9 yrs ago
Current Wow I couldn't be bothered to do anything this past weekend holy damn.
9 yrs ago
Me: "I can't afford a Nintendo Switch" Also me: "Yes I would like two of every DLC for every game I own please."
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9 yrs ago
I've somehow only watched an hour of youtube in two hours of watching youtube. Man being sick sucks.
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9 yrs ago
Hey, I made my own avatar this time!
9 yrs ago
Finally got my financial aid for college!
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Bio

Name: Burthstone || Zzyriphian

Age: 21

Schooling: 2-Year Degree

Occupation: I wish

Country: United States of America

First Language: English (USA)

Other Languages: Welsh (Introductory)

Preferred Units of Measure: Metric/SI (Imperial accepted)

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*Slinks up* Out of curiosity, is this still open? Seems cool, but by the looks of it a lot of people have joined already.
(Also, If I can join, could multiple characters be a thing?)
MIthera would've gotten into her full dragon form after a few weeks at the Guild. Most anyone who hadn't seen an actual dragon could quite easily mistake her for one, this likely adding to the renown of the guild. When on missions with Jamie, she would have easily intimidated any wanna-be attackers, While at the guild, she'd spend her days either hunting or lounging around in the yard of the Guild, saying nothing and not bothering anyone of the guild. She never seems quite happy with being stuck at the guild, and only a little better when out and about. She likely feels cooped up, due to the blood pact, and wonders why Melina hasn't contacted Jamie yet. She wouldn't say anything about this, in fact, she wouldn't give any indication she can talk at all in any form. Simply grunting and growling when she was annoyed by anything, and nodding thanks when she was fed.

Mayt wouldn't be particularly trustful of Mithera, afraid she's going to attack the guild at any moment, but he never says anything to anyone. He would've spent most of his time taking jobs and doing them alone, or, if need be, with another person from the guild. He would put most of the money he ears away in a few banks, only keeping enogh with him to eat and to pay his rent. He wouldn't have been particularly happy when Master Jamie explained about Mithera, and he'd be even less happy with the recent happenings. He definitely would've picked up a communication Lacrima at some point, and made sure that Jarvis or Jamie could contact him at any time should something come up or he was needed.
Would Master Jamie allow Mithera to take her S Predator form during the timeskip?
I understand Caits, I don't want you to mess up at school because of us. That'd make me feel bad.
Mithera did a combination nod and shrug, before leaping off Jamie's shoulder and gliding over to the table, taking the invitation to eat. She began devastating whatever meat there was on the plate. She eats a surprising amount for her size, before she makes a huge yawning motion and rolling onto her back on the table. Her belly looked a little distended, and she folds her wings around herself, looking surprisingly comfortable as she falls asleep right there on the table. Guess she doesn't particularly care where she sleeps.

Mayt watches Jamie head into his room, then turned back to the water Jarvis gave him. He was worried about what Master Jamie had said about a Demon, even if it was dealt with like Jarvis said. He tapped his fingers on the table, doing his best to think. He ultimately decided it would be best to hit the hay for a while. Alcohol never lead to better conversational skills unless the other party had had some too. He stood up, nodding to Jarvis and telling him he's headed back to his apartment.
Tiresome, you?
Herrow
Mayt nodded, a little curious about this apparent mini-dragon shape-shifter, but deciding being sober would be a good idea before Jamie tried to explain it. He took the new liquid Jarvis had put out in front of him, grunting when he finds it's merely water, but draining most of the glass anyway. "Alright, Mini-dragon-shape-shifter. Good to know... You will probably need to explain later at some point, probably tomorrow," he rubs the back of his head. "And Demons? Sounds serious."

Mithera groaned, not wanting to come down, but doing so anyway. She glided around the room once, taking everything up before alighting on Master Jamie's shoulder, almost whacking him in the back of the head with her wing. She shakes herself and settles herself down on his shoulder, waiting to be taken to his room. She was hoping she'd get enough food to transform into at least her weakest predator form. That'd be better than nothing. And if she got to her biggest form, she'd be able to talk, which would be very good for communication.
As soon as Master Jamie entered the hall, Mithera took off for the highest point in the hall, landing there and settling in. She took stock of the room as quickly as possible, trying to find where food was kept and other things like that. She figured the person Master Jamie went to talk to was Mayt, she had never seen him directly, but that didn't mean Melina hadn't. And she had shared some information about the person they were blackmailing.

Mayt looked up when Master Jamie came over, obviously having had a few drinks, but fortunately not beyond him able to understand anything. "Yeah, okay, thanks... So long as they're safe... Good... Good... What was that white thing?" He looks around, unable to find Mithera. "It went off in a blur when you came in..." He rubs his eyes and tries to focus for a moment, realizing that he should've had a few less drinks now. "Okay, thanks for handling that, and I would like to know what the blur was... When I'm more sober."
I just woke up, sorry I haven't been posting, I was up all night playing Dishonored and passed out around noon here.
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