Dragoknighte

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Location: Justice Asylum

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Well that was. Mali didn't really know what to think of that. On one hand, she had preemptively guarded herself for an answer kind of like that, but the specific story wasn't something she could casually handle. Not to mention how bizarre it was to fill a syringe with window cleaner in the first place. All that taken into account, she noted consciously and subconsciously to watch her neck while here if she ever happened to have the misfortune of making a return check.

"Sounds like this is a pretty risky place to work. Are the benefits at least decent?" Because obviously the pay was not making up for what she needed to put up with the drawbacks the job and its environment brought. Really the only reasons Mali could think of to even take a job here was either that you couldn't find employment elsewhere or you happened to live in the area and had a particularly naive sense of altruism. The kind of selflessness Hannah had. Seriously, how did a mental patient get their hands on a syringe and window cleaner while at a mental ward?

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

Post tomorrow

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

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Location: Engine Room

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Lionel's pupil contracts when Dorothy shines her flashlight and reacts as an eye would normally to the stimulus currently being transmitted to it (OOC: I'm not going to go down that specific research rabbit hole for the first couple sentences of a post). After a second or two of this, Lionel shut his eyes and shook his head vigorously.

"Fuck, I'm fine! Go bother somebody else with that. Just stop shining that 多才多艺 flashlight in my face already." Lionel pushed himself back up onto his feet and made a show of wiping off dirt and grime from his clothes. He needed a drink and a shit. On second thought, forget the shit.

Carla Lobo

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Location: The Bridge

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"I have to agree with you, my good sir," Carla replied, twirling her combat knife between her fingers. It flowed smoothly between the digits, like a creek windy through a woodland on a sunny summer's day. "I believe the last time I danced was two months ago exactly. But it was more of a swing than a waltz. That said, it seems Gregory would have us relegated to a simple two-step. A shame, but we'll have to take what we can get." Carla stopped her knife twirling routine and forcefully returned it to its proper place, tucked into a sheath hidden from sight and the hip level. If they were to do things non-lethally, showing up with a drawn knife would lead to that goal quickly becoming FUBAR'd.

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Cyneburg

Location: Orc Cave
Interacting with:Keystone, The Scooby Gang

"Um," Cyne began as she flipped Keystone's knife around in her hand. "I don't believe we will need quite so many people. It should be fine if it's just myself or Ntaj. And if there's more trouble from the other side of the wall, we would likely be safer if the group were not split in half." Considering they were recovering from an en masse undead attack, Ntaj & Friends were surprisingly willing to break the effective battle power of the party into a mere fraction of its total for no real reason.

Carefully, Cyne slid the knife back into Keystone's sheath before taking a step away from the big, burly man. She contemplated just walking off into the cave alone without another word, but ultimately that would likely create more issues than it'd solve. Tempting as it was to avoid being around Calanon and Gretchin together, this conversation needed to be seen through until the end since she involved herself in it. Seriously though, if those two were going to spend so much time off together, they might as well shag and get it over with.

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Cyneburg

Location: Orc Cave
Interacting with:Keystone

Well a lot of interpersonal things were all happening and most people seemed to be talking past each other rather than towards one another. And these types of social situations were not her specialty. So she did what was asked by Kyra. Ntaj (kind of odd how she kept mispronouncing his name. Regional dialect conflicting with orcish consonants?) was busy trying to get in the mage's pants, and she had nothing better to do at the moment than stand around and argue/watch people argue. So off she would go into the depths of the cave to find the old chief and ask him for favors.

The druid walked back towards the cave from which she had just minutes before run out of. But first, she approached the irritable cook Keystone. More than anyone else in this group he was not quite in a right frame of mind. His body language was tense and defensive, liable to snap at anyone that crossed a figurative line in the sand. Cyne made sure to not to get too close to him to Sana, lest he lash out as her. She turned the knife in her hand, holding the tip of the blade in her fingertips and presented the handle of the weapon to Keystone.

"Your knife."

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Location: Justice Asylum

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He really didn't think this through at all, did he? Just show up to the mental asylum and expect to meet up with one of the doctors without having a meeting or anything set up. If this trip with Relic today did anything, it dispelled a lot of the aura of hyper-competence that had been surrounding him, at least in Mali's mind.

When the receptionist turned her eye towards Mali, she flashed her a smile. It was partly reflex, and part wanting to appear as non-threatening as possible. Not that looking threatening would likely impact the current situation one way or the other. Well, she didn't want to join the brooding party with Relic, so why not start up some ill-advised small talk with the clerk?

"So, I imagine this job is mostly just office work. How often does something chaotic end up breaking out around here?" The answer would probably be along the lines of 'not often,' but then again, this was Justice, and you couldn't quite take simple things like basic human decency for granted. Maybe there would be a big happening every other week.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

Post tonight after work.

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

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Location: Engine Room

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Lionel was working on putting out the fires stemming from the engines to the best of his abilities. Lionel was doubled over against the wall, head on the floor and looking at the door out of the engine room from in between his legs. His head throbbed with a cocktail of confusion, dizziness and a warm pain that ebbed and flowed. With a long groan and a long hard blink, Lionel shifted his weight, falling onto his left side before righting himself up onto his elderly rear end. He looked around the room until he spotted Gideon.

"I'll admit it. I was wrong about you. Remind me later to give you something for having to deal with this shit." Maybe it was the possible concussion he had just suffered, or the accumulated stress of the impending Alliance and gate-crashing Reavers, but Lionel was feeling rather charitably towards the kid he had days before strongly considered ejecting into The Black. Time would tell if this opinion would revert back to what it had been once rational thought processes resumed.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

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🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Cyneburg

Location: Orc Cave
Interacting with:Gretchin, Calanon, Ntaj

"I wouldn't be so quick to leave. If we must deal with another barrage of undead, I would rather have a battalion of orcs as back up, if only for the strength in numbers." The orc forces probably weren't doing so hot after suffering from a terrible case of explosions, but even then, they would be of far more assistance than being alone alone on the road. The position provided also strategic advantages inherent in the terrain. The cave provided a choke point where one could retreat and focus on a single direction; if the party just up and left and ended up getting attacked again while out in the open, they'd have to worry about attacker coming from any and all directions.

"I'm glad we aren't injured either, else we might be in her position." Cyne gestured towards Sana, who was currently upside down and sputtering. The idea of being handled like that while unconscious was unwelcome, but at the same time, it perhaps was better than just being left out to die. Perhaps. "And no, Ntaj. We aren't going to sleep now. If Sana recovers quickly, we can hopefully sleep again soon."