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Post by Aryteneus on Oct 14, 2015 20:12:09 GMT
An incomprehensible distant look is in his eyes just for a flash and then he frowns, "yeah. I just want to be free "I just wish it wasn't so backwards." He shrugs, thinking. He wished the Imperials weren't so boring too, but that wasn't a thought worth voicing.
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Post by theros on Oct 14, 2015 20:30:08 GMT
Theros lolls upside down on the bed. "You don't want to be architect? You could be something else! Hey," he waves a hand, "what're you thinking?"
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Post by Aryteneus on Oct 14, 2015 21:40:08 GMT
Theros lolls upside down on the bed. "You don't want to be architect? You could be something else! Hey," he waves a hand, "what're you thinking?" "I don't know what else I would be. How do you play?"
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Post by theros on Oct 14, 2015 22:13:59 GMT
Theros lolls upside down on the bed. "You don't want to be architect? You could be something else! Hey," he waves a hand, "what're you thinking?" "I don't know what else I would be. How do you play?" "You just pretend I think!"
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Post by Aryteneus on Oct 14, 2015 22:25:30 GMT
"I don't know what else I would be. How do you play?" "You just pretend I think!" "Easy enough I guess..."
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Post by theros on Oct 14, 2015 22:29:13 GMT
"We could build forts out of blankets!"
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Post by Aryteneus on Oct 14, 2015 22:32:34 GMT
"We could build forts out of blankets!" "We could! When do you want to start? Or should we wait for everyone else?"
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Post by Fletcher on Oct 15, 2015 10:43:48 GMT
There comes an extremely light tap upon the door - followed by a long pause - and then a rapid string of three sharp and forceful knocks.
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Post by Aryteneus on Oct 15, 2015 12:42:49 GMT
There comes an extremely light tap upon the door - followed by a long pause - and then a rapid string of three sharp and forceful knocks. Aryteneus opens it unceremoniously (assuming that he, being closer, can still reach the handle before Theros springs up and bounds over).
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Post by theros on Oct 15, 2015 13:26:25 GMT
There comes an extremely light tap upon the door - followed by a long pause - and then a rapid string of three sharp and forceful knocks. Aryteneus opens it unceremoniously (assuming that he, being closer, can still reach the handle before Theros springs up and bounds over). Theros graciously lets Ary open the door, remaining on the bed. His hands have trouble with doors currently anyway. "Haya Fletcher! Leave the door open!"
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Post by Fletcher on Oct 15, 2015 13:41:02 GMT
Aryteneus opens it unceremoniously (assuming that he, being closer, can still reach the handle before Theros springs up and bounds over). Theros graciously lets Ary open the door, remaining on the bed. His hands have trouble with doors currently anyway. "Haya Fletcher! Leave the door open!" Fletcher walks in quietly and closes the door most of the way while leaving unlatched. He pulls his hood down and nods respectfully to Ary, then smiles at Theros. "Hello. I heard your conversation, while we were eating. It would be good to have each others backs. This school is a little overwhelming."
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Post by theros on Oct 15, 2015 13:46:27 GMT
Theros graciously lets Ary open the door, remaining on the bed. His hands have trouble with doors currently anyway. "Haya Fletcher! Leave the door open!" Fletcher walks in quietly and closes the door most of the way while leaving unlatched. He pulls his hood down and nods respectfully to Ary, then smiles at Theros. "Hello. I heard your conversation, while we were eating. It would be good to have each others backs. This school is a little overwhelming." "Yeah it's awful. Hey maybe you can tell us what this is made of!" Theros pulls the sword back out of the chest, half unsheathing it again. He presents it to Fletcher.
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Post by Aryteneus on Oct 15, 2015 13:48:37 GMT
Theros graciously lets Ary open the door, remaining on the bed. His hands have trouble with doors currently anyway. "Haya Fletcher! Leave the door open!" Fletcher walks in quietly and closes the door most of the way while leaving unlatched. He pulls his hood down and nods respectfully to Ary, then smiles at Theros. "Hello. I heard your conversation, while we were eating. It would be good to have each others backs. This school is a little overwhelming." Aryteneus smiles at Fletcher brightly. Someone who finally made sense here. "A little - did you hear about the sword training too?"
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Post by Fletcher on Oct 15, 2015 16:45:33 GMT
Fletcher walks in quietly and closes the door most of the way while leaving unlatched. He pulls his hood down and nods respectfully to Ary, then smiles at Theros. "Hello. I heard your conversation, while we were eating. It would be good to have each others backs. This school is a little overwhelming." "Yeah it's awful. Hey maybe you can tell us what this is made of!" Theros pulls the sword back out of the chest, half unsheathing it again. He presents it to Fletcher. "Yes, bits and pieces," he says, addressing Aryteneus before turning his attention to the sword. He draws it fully from its sheathe and examines it carefully, muttering to himself in Talis. (2 on Blacksmith FoRK Whitesmith)
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Post by The GM on Oct 15, 2015 17:32:16 GMT
Its blade is a darker grey than you would expect. Its not steel exactly but not another metal you know. Its smoother to the touch than you would expect hardly a scratch on it, the blade is exceptionally sharp and you find the center of balance to be about as perfect as any you've ever seen.
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