doesnt he at least have a tent or something?
He DID. Then he got dropped out of an airship in Besaid.
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He DID. Then he got dropped out of an airship in Besaid.
but can he build a better cardboard box hobo house?
He can build a pretty bitchin' cardboard house. He'd probably burn it down trying to solder pieces together forgetting that they're not metal.
Sifen wanders too much these days to have anywhere permanent to stay.
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He should of probably planned better. That was a poor plan xD especially with the angry huge woman in the room. As well as five other people in the room.
As a thief, he should of expected such resistance especially one carrying a sword xD
He's more homeless man steal-to-live than thief steal-for-fun. Not good at it either, as you can see haha
You'd be salty too if your plan to steal something went wrong so fast, @Silver Fox
@Experiment 249Im getting the urge to hit that guy with a fire spell :3 Like seriously if I didn't have Naisha out cold right now, he was going to have burnt hair by this point :3
I mean, right now he's got no reason to be helpful to you guys. Give him a good reason to not be a dick and he'll stop being one.
A lot of ruffling was heard near where the medical machina was, bits and bobs of metal tinkering or rolling about. "I just need a little..." A squeak was heard, followed by a bang. "And maybe some..." A click followed by a persistent fwoosh sound, emitted by a welding torch. The machina was good as new. "Finally!" Hey uh, this thing has a lot of medical stuff built in it, so you might want to use it if-" He picked up the machine and turned to see that a spell was already used to heal the injured girl. "Or uh. I guess I can convert some of this little guy's parts into like, a cool new bayonet or something. A hover bayonet! Yeah!"
The boy walked past the amazonian woman, placing the bot next to the girl on the bed. "So what's all this complaining about? You guys need to get over yourselves." He chuckled, moving the girl's legs. He placed the machina on the bed beside her and began dismantling it. He leaned over to the crying girl and opened his mouth to say something, but the tall burly woman who pinned him to the wall spoke up instead. Apparently there was a fight over a boy, or so it seemed from what was said. He chuckled as he continued digging out bolts and sawing metal plates off of the machina, leaving a fine silver dust that was harder to clean up then spilled glitter on the bed. "So what even happened to you guys? And why do you seem so focused on some amazing quest?" He grabbed the final piece he was looking for. The engine.
"GOT IT!" Sifen yelled, thrusting it into the air carrying the still warm engine. The thing was still pumping it's little pistons and the bot stopped it's mechanical whir. "Oh, and what's so special about this boy that you gotta argue about him for? Is it that guy that left? He wasn't that hot." The tinkerer began stripping more and more pieces off, tossing some he deemed useless onto the floor and brushing them under the bed. He stared into the tiny engine and hovering mechanisms he held in his hands, studying how they might tick. The engines he was used to were the big kind. A small beach's worth of metal shavings were forever embedded into the bed's sheets, and he grabbed the unconcious girl's leg again, returning it to it's original position.
The boy walked past the amazonian woman, placing the bot next to the girl on the bed. "So what's all this complaining about? You guys need to get over yourselves." He chuckled, moving the girl's legs. He placed the machina on the bed beside her and began dismantling it. He leaned over to the crying girl and opened his mouth to say something, but the tall burly woman who pinned him to the wall spoke up instead. Apparently there was a fight over a boy, or so it seemed from what was said. He chuckled as he continued digging out bolts and sawing metal plates off of the machina, leaving a fine silver dust that was harder to clean up then spilled glitter on the bed. "So what even happened to you guys? And why do you seem so focused on some amazing quest?" He grabbed the final piece he was looking for. The engine.
"GOT IT!" Sifen yelled, thrusting it into the air carrying the still warm engine. The thing was still pumping it's little pistons and the bot stopped it's mechanical whir. "Oh, and what's so special about this boy that you gotta argue about him for? Is it that guy that left? He wasn't that hot." The tinkerer began stripping more and more pieces off, tossing some he deemed useless onto the floor and brushing them under the bed. He stared into the tiny engine and hovering mechanisms he held in his hands, studying how they might tick. The engines he was used to were the big kind. A small beach's worth of metal shavings were forever embedded into the bed's sheets, and he grabbed the unconcious girl's leg again, returning it to it's original position.
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It's a flash back to a different girl who was killed. Not refusing to naisha
Thanks!
I'M ALIVE I just work a lot and I like to scare my friends with surprise urbex. At 2 AM. In an abondoned paper mill that totally looks like a serial killer's lab. Working on a post now!
Edit: Is Naisha actually still bleeding?
Edit2: I ask because Soph's post says "her chest oozing with blood."
Edit: Is Naisha actually still bleeding?
Edit2: I ask because Soph's post says "her chest oozing with blood."
I'll get a post up around midnight-2 AM probably. busy day today.
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