Added Fran's two cents. Essentially she's staying by the entrance. No dirty pleb's gonna lay their hands on her sword while she's still alive. It's amazing how Stickdom's character essentially ignores Fran addressing him.
...in Sayne's ability, just not his ability under pressure nor the man himself. Her attention shifted back to Sayne.
"As usual, just tell me where to catch arrows for you. Again. Milord."
@Stickdom @Killigrew
*As usual if I'm doing something wrong just tell me and I'll edit as necessary.*
Fran Stenhardt
It all seemed to blur and blend together. Everything from the other woman using Sayne as a launch pad, which elicited a smile from Fran's own lips to another woman coming closer garbed in priestess attire and seemingly decorated with flying rodents. Wonderful and yet somehow it...
Francesca Stenhardt
Back from the Dead
Francesca felt sluggish.
She felt the weight of her body, the cloth and the leather press down on her. It was a strenuous exercise but she tried to move her hands, then her arms. She gripped the packed and damp then tried to push herself up on her...
...to rationalize it away. Even if she is a tool, now almost exclusively Glaeslin Sayne's tool, she's still a young woman who has her own dreams and desires. All of which she tries to suppress most of the time.
*BACK FROM THE DEAD! Also did I do it right? Took me long enough to resurrect...
Matt Mulligan
and the act of probably digging a deeper hole
"Ah yes, the cabinets. Thank you."
He had the drinks and now he had the cups to put the drinks in. The plan was falling into place and he was putting this jigsaw puzzle together nicely. He took an assortment of glasses from the...
"Well...she beat me to the punch on that one. I'll go ahead and just call the car
We'd probably be at the hotel in the space of half an hour maybe...I'm just guessing though. Maybe traffic is handled better now. We'll see. Size 4 no skanky or spandex and I'll just try to guess the sizes of the...
"We are going to find more of these things to purify until this house is rid of of all those things regardless of size. This might be what will put us on the map and wipe off a thin layer of grime from my name."
From where they were in Shinzo's large house, they could either continue sweeping...
Despite it only being a few days travelling with Airrow, Yurt had noticed that everyone had already fallen into a somewhat predictable rhythm and everyone followed Airrow's orders. He was, after all, their illustrious leader on a grand quest that would probably take them into the heart of the...
"Nicely done, Kibo. At least now I don't have to worry about keeping both of us alive on my own. So let me get some practice in...but this might feel a little bit uncomfortable on your end. Just bear with it yeah?"
Makoto felt that she needed to send some sort of small warning to Kibo for what...
"Since you don't seem like the kind who'd learn by being told and are largely disinterested with what I'm saying anyway. I thought a live demonstration is in order. This place is a nest of phantoms so we have no shortage of things to test various skills on."
Makoto made it to the end of the...
Not wanting to look like she was crazy in front of her first petitioner in how many centuries, Makoto rose from her spot and grabbed Kibo to lead him out of the room. The last thing she needed was for Shinzo to see her to talking to nothing but air. She still had to tell Kibo that mortals can't...
Matt Mulligan (Much The Miller's Son)
And the quest for drinks!
"Alright water it is for the big boss. Lady Marian, the offer is very generous but I really doubt they'd come over at such short notice for a shit-faced British young man like me. Besides, I...well I have no defending words...
Sure enough it didn't take long for Kibo to come back to her apartment. Though it had only just occurred to her that it was also possible to walk back up to the rooftop and look for him. In any case the important part was that Kibo was back at her place and they could leave as soon as she...
"And you will know, bit by bit in due time. For now, why don't go celebrate the fact that you're alive again? I mean sitting on the rooftop of an apartment complex doesn't seem like celebrating the fact you're alive."
Makoto went for a lighter tone, suggesting something that might put a smile...
The sun was well on its way up in the sky when Makoto decided to finally wake up. Though it was more appropriate to say that the sun woke her up from a very deep sleep by trying its hardest to blind her with its rays of light. She sat up and stretched, yawning all the while and then climb up to...