Trektek
Happy Necromancer
LumaThePhoenix
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Clockwork Syringe
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LegoLad659
Suva Pyrewalker
She raised an eyebrow at Sildar's introduction. "A professor? That's a little shocking that you would come out here to do grunt work. At least, it shocks me."
Suva however decided to take a greater look at the man. If he was out here and willing to fight the evils that were terrorizing the land, perhaps there was something that she was not seeing at first glance, at least not from the light of the camp fire that was around them.
His features were very honestly the very epitomize of attractiveness. Looking at him, she clicked about his name. Sildar Evans, a professor. Yes, there were those rumors of an extremely attractive man that was a professor there. Of course, she had only taken those as rumors and not substantiated as fact. If she had known that there was such a man there, maybe she would have tried to enroll. As it was, she had visions of scooping him up and taking him elsewhere. She shook those thoughts out of her head. There were more important things that were imminent.
"I think that we need to have your scout..." she points at Catherine. "...check out the enemy patrols to check their numbers and perhaps track them back to their encampment where we can gauge their strength. If we take out their leader, I think we might be able to cut the whole head off of their group and render them harmless or at least make them disorganized enough to take them all out."
She looked over Catherine, who blatently didn't introduce herself. Besides her terrible manners, she was quite the looker herself, even wearing clothes that obviously measured her as being from the wastelands. Perhaps she would be able to get her to open up in the morning when it would be most advantageous to be on the same page. It was always better for people that worked together to be civil with each other. Suva would give her time to digest her involvement in their group, at least for the moment.
Suva turned back to Monica and caught the drop of the smile and the slight change in demeanor that would be almost imperceptible unless one knew what to look for. It was obvious, to her at least that something about this situation was upsetting her. She quickly placed her hand on her shoulder and turned to the others with a wide grin. "I just remembered that I have something that I need to discuss with our nurse in private. I'll be right back."
Without giving any further explanation, Suva walked Monica away from the group and out of direct earshot. She placed both hands on Monica's shoulders and looked her directly in the eyes. "Hey. Are you okay?"
Suva Pyrewalker
She raised an eyebrow at Sildar's introduction. "A professor? That's a little shocking that you would come out here to do grunt work. At least, it shocks me."
Suva however decided to take a greater look at the man. If he was out here and willing to fight the evils that were terrorizing the land, perhaps there was something that she was not seeing at first glance, at least not from the light of the camp fire that was around them.
His features were very honestly the very epitomize of attractiveness. Looking at him, she clicked about his name. Sildar Evans, a professor. Yes, there were those rumors of an extremely attractive man that was a professor there. Of course, she had only taken those as rumors and not substantiated as fact. If she had known that there was such a man there, maybe she would have tried to enroll. As it was, she had visions of scooping him up and taking him elsewhere. She shook those thoughts out of her head. There were more important things that were imminent.
"I think that we need to have your scout..." she points at Catherine. "...check out the enemy patrols to check their numbers and perhaps track them back to their encampment where we can gauge their strength. If we take out their leader, I think we might be able to cut the whole head off of their group and render them harmless or at least make them disorganized enough to take them all out."
She looked over Catherine, who blatently didn't introduce herself. Besides her terrible manners, she was quite the looker herself, even wearing clothes that obviously measured her as being from the wastelands. Perhaps she would be able to get her to open up in the morning when it would be most advantageous to be on the same page. It was always better for people that worked together to be civil with each other. Suva would give her time to digest her involvement in their group, at least for the moment.
Suva turned back to Monica and caught the drop of the smile and the slight change in demeanor that would be almost imperceptible unless one knew what to look for. It was obvious, to her at least that something about this situation was upsetting her. She quickly placed her hand on her shoulder and turned to the others with a wide grin. "I just remembered that I have something that I need to discuss with our nurse in private. I'll be right back."
Without giving any further explanation, Suva walked Monica away from the group and out of direct earshot. She placed both hands on Monica's shoulders and looked her directly in the eyes. "Hey. Are you okay?"