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8 yrs ago
Current If you bought the Pikachu version instead of the Eevee version, I'm afraid we cant be friends anymore.
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9 yrs ago
Enjoying Road Trip Simulator 2016, AKA Final Fantasy XV
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Not the art of assassination, I'm not that clueless. Utility meister.
If you could post Cristina getting home too, that would be cool
Alissa


Alissa looked up briefly at Dimitri, her face a mix of embarrassment and hope, then in a shimmer of light, she wasn't there, and in her place was a sword about the length of Dimitri's forearm, wrapped in chains, paper tape, and what looked like sealing talismans. it was almost impossible to see the black leather sheath hidden beneath it all. Strangely, the hilt of the sword was disproportionately large to the blade, looking like it would fit easily in Dimitri's hand.
ok, what about the other part?
I prefer to call it a newfound interest in chop busting.
Accepted... as soon as you tell me what a Type 2 Utility meister is...
I've been talking with Mugging. They're still in it, it's just taking a while to make a character
"Touch to enter?" Clara mused, reaching out towards the painting. Her ears twitched under her hood as she thought about it, though she had obviously already decided what to do. As her hand brushed the oil, she felt a wrenching in her abdomen as she was pulled in.

On the other side, she instintcually landed on her feet, then rolled to absorb the impact. Unfortunately, she managed to roll directly into the nearest person, and wound up knocking them both sprawling.

"Ow..." she muttered, sitting up and rubbing her head, then immediately froze. Her hood had fallen off durring the fall, and worse yet, she could feel her tail laying against the grass.

"Oh crap," she said, grabbing her tail and trying to hide it with her body.
Alissa


Alissa sat back and crossed her arms, looking away. "I don't care how you use me, you could bash people with my sheath for all I care." She sat in silence again, seeming upset, then slumped in her chair. "I just got tired of being tossed aside..." She leaned forward and cradled her head in her arms, her voice muffled against the table.

"This is your last chance. If you back out on me now, I won't hold it against you."
How exactly do you think a meister is going to work without wielding her weapon?
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