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I know a few that might fit that criteria; got about 1 or 2 that I am predicting.
I have a couple or three guesses myself as well.
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I have a couple or three guesses myself as well.
How's everyone doing today?
@Raijinslayer
The young Assassin was in her spirit form with her Presence Concealment skill active, standing next to her daddy and keeping close to him since the time he had ordered her to stay as undetectable as possible. She stared as her daddy released the familiar, though her daddy wouldn't see her doing this due to her being in spirit form and all. It was nice that her daddy had made a little bird like that, and it moved and looked just like a real bird too. Mmmm, too bad it would probably be even more frail as her daddy would be if some servant tried to kill it. Then again, she didn't want to share her daddy with another servant anyways, so it was nice he made a familiar on that note. He had been nice to her, and he would be getting her a present later as well once this "luncheon" thing was over! Maybe she could also make some other servant's master go "bye-bye" as well before she got to go get her present. That would be pretty fun to do if she got the chance to do that!
Still, her daddy had told her only to do recon, and not do just kill people. Her daddy was a pretty careful person, it seemed, though it was a bit boring to just look at people. Then again, she really didn't mind it, because with other masters coming here she knew the chance to kill someone would not be possibly that far away! You know, if the right conditions were met. Even when she was trying her hardest to go back where it was warm before, she still had to be careful about it all. Yet if a single thing tried to get to her daddy, she would make them sorry! This was the first time she ever had a daddy, especially one who was nice to her on top of that, so she didn't want to lose him after all. Besides if someone killed her daddy, she could make their mommy or daddy disappear really quickly in return. It was as simple as that to the perhaps somewhat broken mind of the young Assassin class servant. Kindness payed back with kindness. Cruelty payed back with cruelty. Simple, efficient, and even somewhat childlike to be honest about the matter. Such was the mindset of Jack the Ripper.
At least she could probably see and try to learn some things her daddy wanted to know. That could be very helpful in them winning all of this, and then she could use to Holy Grail to go back to where it was warm!
Deftly taking action with childlike simplicity, after her daddy had reminded her about the "no killing" thing, Jack quickly propelled herself out of the window, grabbing onto the window ledge outside the hotel window and swiftly climbing up to the roof to get a vantage point on the plaze before she got any closer to it. Were her daddy have been able to see her face, a small pout and childlike frown would have been visible when he had spoken to her about "no killing". As soon the expression would have appeared, though, it would have faded away just as quickly back to a rather neutral expression on her face. Mmm, at least she had the chance of getting to kill something when the masters came for this meeting. Unless everyone, you know, hid in hotels and stuff like a bunch of rats. But hunting rats out of their little rat-homes wasn't any bit hard. She had done it on the streets before when she didn't have any potential mommies to find. So in that case, she could play a small game of "hide and seek" with the other masters and their servants! That would be fun, especially since they couldn't really sense her at all unless she tried to attack them!
@ADamnFiddle
Another, deeper blush came to the face of the homunculus as Lancer commented about her nightgown. She had never really been able to experience such compliments, or such obvious hitting on her, much or even at all before. Her creator had regarded her as an object for taking care of his father. His father, the man she had cared for over the space of 8 years, had treated her like one of his own children. Even when out in the world, some other magi had just seen her as a "product of alchemy" and as nothing else. Of course Elyse knew she was a homunculus, though, but her servant, in what little time she had been around him this far, had not seemed to treat her like others had. His comments made her, as awkward as it was for her to experience them for the first time, felt like she was being treated like a woman and actual being in some sense. Even if the blue-clad servant's words were among those that could be attributed to a "womanizer" like Cu Chulainn, the female homunculus was in all honesty actually a bit grateful for these flirty compliments that had so made her blush.
"I-I c-can't say i have really had any suitors approach me since my creation," the homunculus said in an honest manner, stuttering at first before gathering her composure back once more and making a mental note that these comments seemed to be one of the few things that had been able to catch her off guard in a while, "But this aside, i have full faith in your capabilities and ability to protect me at this event when we go to it, Lancer."
Only time and experience would tell if the two of them would continue to get along. In order for both of them to do well, Elyse wanted to do her best to at least try to get along with him and do her best in this war. Not having had an artifact when summoning this servant, though there had to be something that could make them similar or at least compatible, right? Wasn't that how the Grail did things?
This matter aside, she could tell Lancer wanted to go to the meeting, and she felt similarly. A chance to see the other masters and scout out the competition would be a good thing, though the chances of some master and/or Assassin class servant trying to get in an "easy kill" at this meeting would be a given risk. Luckily her servant was a top-tier combatant, and could defend her well if it came down to it after she had taken a look at his skill, Noble Phantasms, and parameters last night using her master's Clairvoyance. Perhaps the Grail had taken pity on her, giving her such a strong servant. Even so, if she could get a strong servant, other masters would be able to as well. Especially if they have been able to get artifacts to act as catalysts for specific heroic spirits. That in itself would be a situation to deal with, as the likelihood of a counter to her own servant being out there among the competitors in this Grail War was far from an impossible reality. They would have to play it safe, if nothing else, in order to get out there and figure out how to deal with their opponents.
Yet with the sometimes seclusive nature of many magi, this playing a part in the tactics of many magi as well in combat, she wondered if anyone would be actually willing to make the "first move" to attack one or more of the other masters in this Grail War, much less even come to this event in the plaza today. Would everyone else just hide away and no go to the event? Hopefully not. The chance to see other masters and servants was too tempting, especially since everyone else would likely want to scope out the competition at some point, whether via familiars or other means. She, personally, was willing to take the risk of going to the free luncheon in order to scout out other masters, and get a free meal on top of that. How else would she be able to make ground in this Grail War and seek to get closer to her goal if she did not take risks sometimes (even if she did want to have some reasonable caution in the process)?
"At any rate," Elyse said, much calmer and relaxed now while glancing at her dresser, before her eyes would begin wandering about the room for just a moment to see if her servant was in materialized form or if he was in his spirit form, "While we travel there and see how things are going down, i want you to stick by me in spirit form. Knowing magi, the chance that someone will try to set up a trap and try to ambush anyone else going to this luncheon is too high to discount. Especially if anyone has summoned an Assassin by this point."
Climbing out of her bed finally and stretching her arms, her assets shaking in the slightest possible manner due to this, Elyse then walked over to her dresser and pulled out a fresh change of clothes and her other accessories (including her phone and silver pendant of course). She then began the walk over to the bathroom, where she would change as she had done last night. Her servant being complimenting of her physical aesthetics or not, and begin her servant or not at that, it would still be highly awkward for her to be changing her clothes around a man. Really awkward. However, Elyse paused just in the doorway of the bathroom before she would close it, looking back into the main part of the hotel room.
"Still, it will be interesting to see what we both can learn about the others at the luncheon as well, though," the female homunculus said, a humble but noticeable smile flitting across her facial features in order to show her own interest in the luncheon to her servant before she finally shut the bathroom door behind her in order to begin changing.
Jack the Ripper
The young Assassin was in her spirit form with her Presence Concealment skill active, standing next to her daddy and keeping close to him since the time he had ordered her to stay as undetectable as possible. She stared as her daddy released the familiar, though her daddy wouldn't see her doing this due to her being in spirit form and all. It was nice that her daddy had made a little bird like that, and it moved and looked just like a real bird too. Mmmm, too bad it would probably be even more frail as her daddy would be if some servant tried to kill it. Then again, she didn't want to share her daddy with another servant anyways, so it was nice he made a familiar on that note. He had been nice to her, and he would be getting her a present later as well once this "luncheon" thing was over! Maybe she could also make some other servant's master go "bye-bye" as well before she got to go get her present. That would be pretty fun to do if she got the chance to do that!
Still, her daddy had told her only to do recon, and not do just kill people. Her daddy was a pretty careful person, it seemed, though it was a bit boring to just look at people. Then again, she really didn't mind it, because with other masters coming here she knew the chance to kill someone would not be possibly that far away! You know, if the right conditions were met. Even when she was trying her hardest to go back where it was warm before, she still had to be careful about it all. Yet if a single thing tried to get to her daddy, she would make them sorry! This was the first time she ever had a daddy, especially one who was nice to her on top of that, so she didn't want to lose him after all. Besides if someone killed her daddy, she could make their mommy or daddy disappear really quickly in return. It was as simple as that to the perhaps somewhat broken mind of the young Assassin class servant. Kindness payed back with kindness. Cruelty payed back with cruelty. Simple, efficient, and even somewhat childlike to be honest about the matter. Such was the mindset of Jack the Ripper.
At least she could probably see and try to learn some things her daddy wanted to know. That could be very helpful in them winning all of this, and then she could use to Holy Grail to go back to where it was warm!
Deftly taking action with childlike simplicity, after her daddy had reminded her about the "no killing" thing, Jack quickly propelled herself out of the window, grabbing onto the window ledge outside the hotel window and swiftly climbing up to the roof to get a vantage point on the plaze before she got any closer to it. Were her daddy have been able to see her face, a small pout and childlike frown would have been visible when he had spoken to her about "no killing". As soon the expression would have appeared, though, it would have faded away just as quickly back to a rather neutral expression on her face. Mmm, at least she had the chance of getting to kill something when the masters came for this meeting. Unless everyone, you know, hid in hotels and stuff like a bunch of rats. But hunting rats out of their little rat-homes wasn't any bit hard. She had done it on the streets before when she didn't have any potential mommies to find. So in that case, she could play a small game of "hide and seek" with the other masters and their servants! That would be fun, especially since they couldn't really sense her at all unless she tried to attack them!
@ADamnFiddle
Elyse
Another, deeper blush came to the face of the homunculus as Lancer commented about her nightgown. She had never really been able to experience such compliments, or such obvious hitting on her, much or even at all before. Her creator had regarded her as an object for taking care of his father. His father, the man she had cared for over the space of 8 years, had treated her like one of his own children. Even when out in the world, some other magi had just seen her as a "product of alchemy" and as nothing else. Of course Elyse knew she was a homunculus, though, but her servant, in what little time she had been around him this far, had not seemed to treat her like others had. His comments made her, as awkward as it was for her to experience them for the first time, felt like she was being treated like a woman and actual being in some sense. Even if the blue-clad servant's words were among those that could be attributed to a "womanizer" like Cu Chulainn, the female homunculus was in all honesty actually a bit grateful for these flirty compliments that had so made her blush.
"I-I c-can't say i have really had any suitors approach me since my creation," the homunculus said in an honest manner, stuttering at first before gathering her composure back once more and making a mental note that these comments seemed to be one of the few things that had been able to catch her off guard in a while, "But this aside, i have full faith in your capabilities and ability to protect me at this event when we go to it, Lancer."
Only time and experience would tell if the two of them would continue to get along. In order for both of them to do well, Elyse wanted to do her best to at least try to get along with him and do her best in this war. Not having had an artifact when summoning this servant, though there had to be something that could make them similar or at least compatible, right? Wasn't that how the Grail did things?
This matter aside, she could tell Lancer wanted to go to the meeting, and she felt similarly. A chance to see the other masters and scout out the competition would be a good thing, though the chances of some master and/or Assassin class servant trying to get in an "easy kill" at this meeting would be a given risk. Luckily her servant was a top-tier combatant, and could defend her well if it came down to it after she had taken a look at his skill, Noble Phantasms, and parameters last night using her master's Clairvoyance. Perhaps the Grail had taken pity on her, giving her such a strong servant. Even so, if she could get a strong servant, other masters would be able to as well. Especially if they have been able to get artifacts to act as catalysts for specific heroic spirits. That in itself would be a situation to deal with, as the likelihood of a counter to her own servant being out there among the competitors in this Grail War was far from an impossible reality. They would have to play it safe, if nothing else, in order to get out there and figure out how to deal with their opponents.
Yet with the sometimes seclusive nature of many magi, this playing a part in the tactics of many magi as well in combat, she wondered if anyone would be actually willing to make the "first move" to attack one or more of the other masters in this Grail War, much less even come to this event in the plaza today. Would everyone else just hide away and no go to the event? Hopefully not. The chance to see other masters and servants was too tempting, especially since everyone else would likely want to scope out the competition at some point, whether via familiars or other means. She, personally, was willing to take the risk of going to the free luncheon in order to scout out other masters, and get a free meal on top of that. How else would she be able to make ground in this Grail War and seek to get closer to her goal if she did not take risks sometimes (even if she did want to have some reasonable caution in the process)?
"At any rate," Elyse said, much calmer and relaxed now while glancing at her dresser, before her eyes would begin wandering about the room for just a moment to see if her servant was in materialized form or if he was in his spirit form, "While we travel there and see how things are going down, i want you to stick by me in spirit form. Knowing magi, the chance that someone will try to set up a trap and try to ambush anyone else going to this luncheon is too high to discount. Especially if anyone has summoned an Assassin by this point."
Climbing out of her bed finally and stretching her arms, her assets shaking in the slightest possible manner due to this, Elyse then walked over to her dresser and pulled out a fresh change of clothes and her other accessories (including her phone and silver pendant of course). She then began the walk over to the bathroom, where she would change as she had done last night. Her servant being complimenting of her physical aesthetics or not, and begin her servant or not at that, it would still be highly awkward for her to be changing her clothes around a man. Really awkward. However, Elyse paused just in the doorway of the bathroom before she would close it, looking back into the main part of the hotel room.
"Still, it will be interesting to see what we both can learn about the others at the luncheon as well, though," the female homunculus said, a humble but noticeable smile flitting across her facial features in order to show her own interest in the luncheon to her servant before she finally shut the bathroom door behind her in order to begin changing.
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Im pretty good. Just sorta hanging about. Nothing to do when you dont have work and school is over for the semester.
Understandable. While work has been keeping me plenty busy (and stressed), in regards to here i am just waiting until @Raijinslayer is able to post for Charles again before i make my next post. No rush to them, though, as real life takes priority over this.
With how long it takes me to put together a post in general, though, to me it is more effective to post with both of my OC's at the same time. If it takes a few more days, though, i might just post with just Elyse so she and Cu can keep moving forward with things.
How's everyone doing today?
@Raijinslayer @ADamnFiddle Finally got a post up!
I apologize for the wait. Things have been quite busy on my end as well, so i can understand how that goes, Raijinslayer. I don't mind if it takes time for you to get a post up due to real life reasons. Just take your time as you need to and post when you can. Hope this weekend fares better for you as well.
I apologize for the wait. Things have been quite busy on my end as well, so i can understand how that goes, Raijinslayer. I don't mind if it takes time for you to get a post up due to real life reasons. Just take your time as you need to and post when you can. Hope this weekend fares better for you as well.
@Raijinslayer
The young looking Assassin class servant had indeed been resting, sitting against a wall on the opposite side of the room as the bed Charles had so chosen to pass out asleep on the previous night. The little girl had slept like this many a time in life, the dirty, cold brick walls of a building on occasion being more comfortable than simply lying her head on the even colder streets. Yet this was no brick wall, and below her was not the cold stones of a cobblestone street. So it was safe to say even this sort of sleeping situation was rather comfortable in her opinion. Besides, her daddy had needed the bed, it seemed, since he was so tired and all, so she was thus content to sleep wherever she could in the room otherwise.
Her eyes immediately popped open when her daddy's phone went off, the young servant standing up in response and rubbing her eyes with her arm to help wake up. Not like it would take her long, anyways. As a servant, she didn't need sleep, but even so she could partake in it as a sort of "luxury" perhaps. It was odd that she could even sleep at all, but she really didn't care all the same. Then again, perhaps it was good for her master that she had the option to sleep, instead of her wandering about awake and possibly at some point "bored" all night long...
Upon hearing they had received an invitation to something, Jack perked up a bit, childlike curiosity filling her expression for a moment as she pondered what sort of event they had been invited to. Maybe the other masters had been invited too! That in itself could be a rather exciting prospect, especially if she got to make one of the other masters there go "bye-bye" too! But her daddy had not really said much, except that he wanted to check things out before they went there. Jack didn't mind that at all, really. Her daddy seemed like a smart mage, and had been soo nice to her already, so she had no problem at this point with going along with his decisions!
But remembering how nice her daddy had been to her last night reminded her of something as well...
"Ok, Daddy," the little servant said, her master's words from last night coming back to mind along with what she had seen last night as well, "Oh! We also looked into all of the rooms in the building last night. We didn't find any masters or servants, though we did see a couple of people doing something strange on a bed. Anyways, we only looked around, and didn't engage anyone at all! Did we do a good job, Daddy? Do we get our present?"
She had not at all forgotten about the promise of a present if she did a "good job" with her task. She had tried her best to follow her daddy's orders, after all. Of course she knew there would be a task at hand with exploring where this invitation had invited them to go, but she also wanted her answer on this matter as well. You see, she had never really gotten presents in life. It was so exciting, then, to think that she could be able to get one now. She was only a kid, after all, even if she was a heroic spirit.
@ADamnFiddle
The homunculus was awoken suddenly by the loud ringing of her own cell phone, which was placed on a small bedside table located right next to her large bed. It had been plugged in to charge overnight, but was left on as a result. So it was no surprise, then, that she was able to get a text this early in the morning. Then again, it was not very early at all, since according to her bedside clock it was noon. She had been forced to be up much earlier than this for years, but the inherent softness and comfort of this bed had been enough to make this morning one of those rare moments she had been lulled into a deep sleep. It was odd to her, in a way, but also welcome to boot since she had to be well-rested in order to do well in this Grail War.
Grabbing the phone as it continued to ring with a rather stereotype and basic ringtone, Elyse pulled herself up in order to sit up in her luxurious, and admittedly incredibly comfy, bed, her white, slightly opaque nightgown hanging over her frame as she sat in an upright position, with the covers of the bed still covering her legs a little bit. Rubbing her eyes for a moment, the homunculus rubbed the last vestiges of sleep away before looking at the phone and the contents of the text. It seemed that she, and the other masters at there, were being invited to a luncheon at 2:00 pm at the Plaza San Fransisco, which was not too far from here.
"Lancer," Elyse called out into the room, hoping her servant would be there in the room to hear her as she let the hand holding her phone fall into her lap, "It seems we've been invited to some kind of luncheon with the other masters in a couple of hours."
The luncheon sounded nice and formal to some extent, and perhaps some interesting local or international food could be found there. But this was perhaps the opinion of the more optimistic part of her. She had come into this knowing she was walking into a war, and the fact that an Assassin and their master could very well try to take advantage of this situation was not something lost on her. In fact, other servants and masters could try to pull stunts there, tracking enemies, crippling them, or trying to kill them outright otherwise. It was a risky thing, but if enough of the other masters went there she could at least scope out possible opponents for her and her servant. That could be invaluable for their future in the war, and her servant, from what she had seen of his capabilities last night via her Master's Clairvoyance, was very much a top-tier sort of servant.
However, their initial meeting last night had been slightly flustering (in a surprising way) on her part. She had not expected her servant to call her "cute" like that right out of the blue, and it had brought a small blush to her face. Her servant was a bit of a handsome fellow at that as well, someone who would make men want to hide their wives if nothing else. This aside, however, she would do her best so that she and her servant would win this war. There was no choice but to. Having a heroic spirit by her side, she had to give this conflict her all.
Perhaps her servant had an opinion on the matter of this luncheon, though, which was a part of the reason she had spoken about the invitation to the luncheon aloud. After all, while she was the master and had to play her part, and was used to formal situations such as a luncheon, it would not hurt to get her servant's opinion in some manner on an event like this. This was a war, after all, and the experience of a heroic spirit could prove handy and possibly valuable in some of the decision making during this conflict as a result.
Jack the Ripper
The young looking Assassin class servant had indeed been resting, sitting against a wall on the opposite side of the room as the bed Charles had so chosen to pass out asleep on the previous night. The little girl had slept like this many a time in life, the dirty, cold brick walls of a building on occasion being more comfortable than simply lying her head on the even colder streets. Yet this was no brick wall, and below her was not the cold stones of a cobblestone street. So it was safe to say even this sort of sleeping situation was rather comfortable in her opinion. Besides, her daddy had needed the bed, it seemed, since he was so tired and all, so she was thus content to sleep wherever she could in the room otherwise.
Her eyes immediately popped open when her daddy's phone went off, the young servant standing up in response and rubbing her eyes with her arm to help wake up. Not like it would take her long, anyways. As a servant, she didn't need sleep, but even so she could partake in it as a sort of "luxury" perhaps. It was odd that she could even sleep at all, but she really didn't care all the same. Then again, perhaps it was good for her master that she had the option to sleep, instead of her wandering about awake and possibly at some point "bored" all night long...
Upon hearing they had received an invitation to something, Jack perked up a bit, childlike curiosity filling her expression for a moment as she pondered what sort of event they had been invited to. Maybe the other masters had been invited too! That in itself could be a rather exciting prospect, especially if she got to make one of the other masters there go "bye-bye" too! But her daddy had not really said much, except that he wanted to check things out before they went there. Jack didn't mind that at all, really. Her daddy seemed like a smart mage, and had been soo nice to her already, so she had no problem at this point with going along with his decisions!
But remembering how nice her daddy had been to her last night reminded her of something as well...
"Ok, Daddy," the little servant said, her master's words from last night coming back to mind along with what she had seen last night as well, "Oh! We also looked into all of the rooms in the building last night. We didn't find any masters or servants, though we did see a couple of people doing something strange on a bed. Anyways, we only looked around, and didn't engage anyone at all! Did we do a good job, Daddy? Do we get our present?"
She had not at all forgotten about the promise of a present if she did a "good job" with her task. She had tried her best to follow her daddy's orders, after all. Of course she knew there would be a task at hand with exploring where this invitation had invited them to go, but she also wanted her answer on this matter as well. You see, she had never really gotten presents in life. It was so exciting, then, to think that she could be able to get one now. She was only a kid, after all, even if she was a heroic spirit.
@ADamnFiddle
Elyse
The homunculus was awoken suddenly by the loud ringing of her own cell phone, which was placed on a small bedside table located right next to her large bed. It had been plugged in to charge overnight, but was left on as a result. So it was no surprise, then, that she was able to get a text this early in the morning. Then again, it was not very early at all, since according to her bedside clock it was noon. She had been forced to be up much earlier than this for years, but the inherent softness and comfort of this bed had been enough to make this morning one of those rare moments she had been lulled into a deep sleep. It was odd to her, in a way, but also welcome to boot since she had to be well-rested in order to do well in this Grail War.
Grabbing the phone as it continued to ring with a rather stereotype and basic ringtone, Elyse pulled herself up in order to sit up in her luxurious, and admittedly incredibly comfy, bed, her white, slightly opaque nightgown hanging over her frame as she sat in an upright position, with the covers of the bed still covering her legs a little bit. Rubbing her eyes for a moment, the homunculus rubbed the last vestiges of sleep away before looking at the phone and the contents of the text. It seemed that she, and the other masters at there, were being invited to a luncheon at 2:00 pm at the Plaza San Fransisco, which was not too far from here.
"Lancer," Elyse called out into the room, hoping her servant would be there in the room to hear her as she let the hand holding her phone fall into her lap, "It seems we've been invited to some kind of luncheon with the other masters in a couple of hours."
The luncheon sounded nice and formal to some extent, and perhaps some interesting local or international food could be found there. But this was perhaps the opinion of the more optimistic part of her. She had come into this knowing she was walking into a war, and the fact that an Assassin and their master could very well try to take advantage of this situation was not something lost on her. In fact, other servants and masters could try to pull stunts there, tracking enemies, crippling them, or trying to kill them outright otherwise. It was a risky thing, but if enough of the other masters went there she could at least scope out possible opponents for her and her servant. That could be invaluable for their future in the war, and her servant, from what she had seen of his capabilities last night via her Master's Clairvoyance, was very much a top-tier sort of servant.
However, their initial meeting last night had been slightly flustering (in a surprising way) on her part. She had not expected her servant to call her "cute" like that right out of the blue, and it had brought a small blush to her face. Her servant was a bit of a handsome fellow at that as well, someone who would make men want to hide their wives if nothing else. This aside, however, she would do her best so that she and her servant would win this war. There was no choice but to. Having a heroic spirit by her side, she had to give this conflict her all.
Perhaps her servant had an opinion on the matter of this luncheon, though, which was a part of the reason she had spoken about the invitation to the luncheon aloud. After all, while she was the master and had to play her part, and was used to formal situations such as a luncheon, it would not hurt to get her servant's opinion in some manner on an event like this. This was a war, after all, and the experience of a heroic spirit could prove handy and possibly valuable in some of the decision making during this conflict as a result.
Doing ok, though there have been some moments in the last week that have been....less than pleasant.
Overall, though, i am just waiting on Raijinslayer to post for Charles before i make a post, so i can then post with Elyse and Jack at the same time. Makes it a bit easier to post for both at the same time when things in real life have gotten a bit busy here on my end of things.
Overall, though, i am just waiting on Raijinslayer to post for Charles before i make a post, so i can then post with Elyse and Jack at the same time. Makes it a bit easier to post for both at the same time when things in real life have gotten a bit busy here on my end of things.
@Raijinslayer @ADamnFiddle My post is up.
Also, are Charles/Jack and Balin/Ravel in the same hotel, or are they not? Just want to clarify this information on my end due to what actions i am having Jack take in my latest post.
Also, are Charles/Jack and Balin/Ravel in the same hotel, or are they not? Just want to clarify this information on my end due to what actions i am having Jack take in my latest post.
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