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"Hey," said X's avatar. "I'm still here."

They struck a deal.

I need a telescope, thought Schrodinger.

"Hmm..." said Nya. Her eyelids felt oddly heavy all of a sudden. She should close them for a brief rest...

Because it was a famous ant.

Nameless inquired as to why.

But he would soon find out.

(He snored)

In fact, it was part of a hidden camera show.

"Not really, it's just..." Nya sighed hollowly. "I thought I knew who I was, you know? And now... now I'm not so sure."

Nya sighed again. "I'm sorry. I just... I'm not someone who likes adventures. I should be scared out of my mind!" She wrapped her arms around herself. "People die on adventures," she whispered. "But... I don't feel scared. Even though I should be."

Into a wall.

"Oh..." said Nya, fidgeting with her antennae. "I don't know." She sighed. "I feel fine, but... well..." She blushed. "This is gonna sound stupid, but... I feel scared of not being scared."

"What do you mean?"

Balhaan begins to speak in a bland voice as Aridith commands him to cast spells of shattering, destroying each Aon in repeated waves of destruction. Fast, thought Aridith, but not fast enough. As the two powers clashed, he had Baalhan begin preparing a bigger spell for an overwhelming attack. The best defense was a good offense, after all. @The_Truthwatcher Nya jumped. "Oh, it's you," she said in a relieved voice when she saw who it was. "No, not really. Hyxali don't need as much sleep as humans do."

@Nathrangking Jared went down on one knee to think. The sword was clearly powerful. Legendary, even. Without it, his chances of catching up to his mother's murderer and successfully avenging her were, at best, improbable, but with it... well, it might even be likely. The sword tugged against him, pulled by another master, but that was no large matter- given time, he was sure he could wrest control away. The problem was that it would take time. And while he waited, the only clue he had to the location of his sister- shadows, the only clue she was even still alive- was getting farther and farther away. He'd been searching so long on nothing more than a gut feeling- this was exactly what he'd been looking for. Exactly what he needed. On the other hand, he'd also been given exactly what he needed to avenge his mother. The old man was weak- he'd needed the blade to stand up to Jared. And now Jared had it. If he waited, his mother's murderer would only grow stronger. Strike now, and he might be able to take the man down once and for all. It was a tempting thought, but unfortunately unrealistic. Undoubtedly the old man had already found a new nexus of power, or would have by the time Jared caught up to him. Even a legendary sword would do him little good if that was case, not without access to the full extent of its capabilities. Fight the battles you can win, whispered a voice in Jared's mind. He looked at the sword and sighed. Reluctantly he loosened his grip on it, allowing it to return to its rightful owner. You may be getting off easy now, but I'm not done with you yet, grandfather, he thought fiercely. You'll get what's coming to you eventually. --- Nya stared off into the endless twilight, feeling very alone in the semi-darkness. Most of the rest of the party had gone to sleep already. She probably should, too- but Hyxali didn't need as much sleep as humans, especially not when the humans in question had been as busy as these humans seemed to be. She still could barely believe she'd been dragged along with them. It had all happened so fast- they'd been watching the duel, and then suddenly they were being attacked by Jaxevist, and teleported places, and then someone was yelling to get in the spaceship, and then- well, she supposed they weren't in Universe Hexagon anymore. She didn't have any way to get back home. Somehow, she felt like that should have bothered her more. She should feel panicked, or sad, or frightened. Right now, though, she mostly just felt lost. Nobody had really said anything to her so far- mostly, they didn't seem to notice her. She could vanish, and nobody would notice. She heard a scary-sounding sound echo across the glass sea and shivered, trying to put the thought out of her head.

And thus the need for christening it disappeared.

As someone squeezed him.

For her son's birthday.

"I'm Nya," said the Hyxali, her multifaceted eyes reflecting the flickering firelight.

This is unfortunate. I do not have a surplus of time, but I will start the voting with Araris. I don't like how they caused a tie- Araris has always been a staunch supporter of a day one lynch, and this seems very out of character.

For paper-mache.

@Nathrangking "Hmm," said Vapor's father, picking up a bead and inspecting it. "What is the nature of this place?" Jared's vision went black as he tumbled through the Void. Desperately he reached out, trying to grab hold of something, anything- With a thunk, he manifested back into reality. He took a deep breath, thankful that this place- whatever it was- at least had oxygen. As he began to look around, however, it seemed like there wasn't much else. Withered plants and dusty soil seemed to indicate that this was a world in the aftermath of a withergeist attack. With that in mind, he looked around warily, keeping his guard up in case any were still in the area. It was then that he noticed the sword. The sword that had- somehow- resisted a direct attack from a Silent Blade. He picked it up to inspect it closer. Aside from the azure veins running through it - which, as far as he could tell, were for purely aesthetic effect - the blade seemed to be a perfectly ordinary steel blade. With curiosity - and, if he'd been honest with himself, a little bit of trepidation - he reached deeper inside to try and understand just what had made this blade so special.

At Home Depot.

But that was irrelevant.