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Lyanör chilled out a bit, joining the rest of them. "I'm the least injured out of us all, and probably the least exhausted. And now the second-most acquainted with this place, right after Elya. I'll cook, all of you rest."

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Ji looked at all of them, his trademarked scowl returning for a second at all the offers to cook before shaking his head. “Fine,” he said. “Lyanör can cook.”

He reached down and picked up his hoodie, feeling the pocket and taking out a piece of paper. Ji scowled at it, reading it over, then folding it up.

“You need some help, or you good?” he asked Elya, diverting his attention from the paper.

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Idk what Lyanör's making so I don't think I'm gonna RP it. Just lemme know when y'all are ready for food.

 

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“Alright then,” he said, shrugging. “If you need help, I’m here.”

Ji shrugged again, scratched the back of his head, then started walking toward where Elya had said where the bathroom was.

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I say yes.

"Food's ready!" Lyanör called. She hadn't really needed to cook anything, just find it and get it ready, although she had taken the liberty to add seasonings to some of the food. From her experience, that stuff had next to no flavor without any additions.

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Ji walked out of the bathroom, scratching his head, his hair definitely more poofy than before. He found a new tank-top––thankfully not as bloodied as the other one. He held onto his soiled clothing, especially to the piece of paper.

“What is it?” Ji placed his clothes on the counter, ruffling his hair.

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Guys I have no idea what it is why are you asking me what it is

Ummmmmmmm

"Assorted soups."

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Sorry I took so long to create this character. Can I still join?

Name: Viator “of House Locus” (he has renounced it, but people are looking for him.)

Nicknames: “Wanderer, or The Traveler.”

Age: 15

Nationality: Native Neduisian

Appearance: He is kind of on the short side for a Nedusian, but is still fairly tall. He has lighter and brighter green hair than is average, and has golden irises, with brown flecks in them. He wears neat clothes, but nothing that fancy. He also always carries a backpack with a small gas stove, a pot, a water filter, and a sleeping bag inside, along with a violin and its case.

Personality: Friendly, and easily excitable. He is really adventurous, and loyal. He is a pacifist, and will try to find a peaceful solution to any problem. He is the kind of guy to say sorry, after you you tell him to stop saying sorry. This all makes it really surprising that he is a criminal. He is on the run from the Pacis: “I don’t just want to do one thing my whole life, you know? I want go out there and explore. I especially don’t want to do one thing my whole life, if that one thing is arresting those just like me.”

Mystic: Yes.

Type of Mystic: A Pureblood Transporter. He can not summon anything for the life of him, but he knows how to do one thing, and do it well. He is really good at making portals. He can make multiple portals at a time, but only at close range. For far away portals he can only make one set at a time. (I wanted to make a support type character, because I have two main fighters in other RPs at the moment.) It is because he is a pureblooded transporter, and no other reason, that the Pacis want to capture him (definitely not because there is a big reward offered from his parents or anything).

Weapons: None, possibly an infinite loop of portals, but that’s more of an annoyance/distraction.

Backstory: He came from one of the oligarchy families one of the islands of Neduis, but renounced his house a long time ago. As a young child, he loved climbing the trees, and hiking through the forests on the islands. He showed skills as a transporter at the age of 10, but could never figure out how to summon things.

Other: He is very agile, and knows basic wilderness survival skills, but almost nothing about how to stay hidden in plain sight in cities. He is a good navigator. He plays the violin/fiddle.

If I am allowed to join, when should I appear?

 

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"I'll be just a second!" John called from the bathroom.

He had taken the liberty of converting the room into a lab. A bucket he had found sat in the shower as he used a brick he had collected from the collapsed building to grind the ingredients into a fine black powder.

Standing John looked at his hands which were covered in grime, and then at the sink which was pleanty clean. Moving the bucket to a corner John poked his head out of the bathroom.

"Could someone help me turn the faucet on, my hands are filthy."

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1 hour ago, Frustration said:

"I'll be just a second!" John called from the bathroom.

He had taken the liberty of converting the room into a lab. A bucket he had found sat in the shower as he used a brick he had collected from the collapsed building to grind the ingredients into a fine black powder.

Standing John looked at his hands which were covered in grime, and then at the sink which was pleanty clean. Moving the bucket to a corner John poked his head out of the bathroom.

"Could someone help me turn the faucet on, my hands are filthy."

"...You did not just destroy my restroom in less than an hour."

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6 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"...You did not just destroy my restroom in less than an hour."

"Relax, it's only on my hands at the moment."

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13 hours ago, Emery the Steelrunner said:

If I am allowed to join, when should I appear?

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Hecc ye, you’re allowed to join.

I dunno when you should appear, though. Hard to find this place, unless Fadran says otherwise.

He ignored John and Elya, taking a bowl of soup. Ji carefully sipped the contents, then nodded, taking another sip.

 

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I knew I was forgetting something. Sorry about that. I ain’t gonna double-post, because that heresy.

But Xino: I’m fairly sure that I can keep up. It don’t mean that I’ll be perfect at it nor that it’ll be any good, but I’ll do my best.

@xinoehp512

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John sighed and began washing his hands, taking care to wipe the sink down after he finished. It wasn't perfect, but it was clean enough. Drying his hands John went out and grabbed some soup.

"So, we have some guns, swords, knives and I just made a bunch of gunpowder. I'm going to be real, I don't think that's going to be enough."

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