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  1. Csilen just sort of chilled, an unborn baby as of now
  2. It always came down to a choice. Leave or stay. Currently they had the advantage, and the thug must have knew that. Still, the implication that they had killed the man — Christopher — echoed in Marcel’s head. Why had they done it? Why had they only stolen the man’s copper bracelets and rings? And why had they left the corpse, only to return later? And the final question: what use was having an advantage unless you pressed it? “Do you have Investiture?” Marcel asked. If they didn’t, Marcel would just be a babbling old man. If they did, Marcel’s hypothesis was correct. Why else would someone murder someone else in this manner? He nodded to the corpse. “Did he have Investiture?” He made no reaction to the man who was with them revealing his was part of a gang. Marcel always preferred to distance himself from the gangs, but they did put a lot of people in the graveyard, and Marcel was at least grateful for that.
  3. Okay! Sorry for the inactivity. I’ll have mine up soon
  4. Good job Silence! Countries?
  5. Assist? Briefly Rob wondered whether it was possible, whether he could unlearn what his father taught him about never showing emotions, that displays of feelings were for women and no one else. The thought flickered in his head like a candle, but it sniffed out quickly. Rob was Rob. That would never change. And according to what Shana said, that was just fine. Rob, great just as he was. No need to change. “Tonight is a night of compliments,” he said earnestly back. He’d almost forgot that whole someone-going-with-his-date thing at the prom. “I am not uncomfortable. This is nice. Your words mean a lot to me.” And he left it at that, because it was getting as close to his emotions as he wanted to allow.
  6. Wes only managed to give Mike a thumbs-up before his leader was already talking to Tels. But that was fine, that was what leaders did. Taking a break from sitting at the machine gun, Wes looked at the ash and char that had once been the creature, incinerated by the Phoenix, a naked woman who Seom was healing. He left them there, healing was not Wes’ expertise. In fact, now that the creature was gone, Wes was sort of useless again, just another underling. Looking back to Seom he went back on his word and walked to her and the naked woman, making sure to keep his eyes away from her. “Will she be okay?” He asked. —-— Max nodded. “The warehouse is a good idea,” he said. He looked over the edge of the building. “Fortunately, the streets leading up to that are protected by the forcefield. We should arrive there quick.” Quick enough that Ajax would be there, he hoped. Well, on one hand he hoped. On the other... Ajax might be there, with his most powerful monsters, he said to Althea quietly. He paused, took time to reflect. I love you. Please don’t die.
  7. Painkillers. Rob looked to the stars, wonder in his eyes. Sometimes it amazed him how small everything was, how insignificant humans were, just by looking at the scale of the stars. The world had continued before Rob and it would continue after him, no matter how hard he would try to endure. “We know you’d do everything to protect us, Shana,” he said, a hint of warmth in his voice. Sometimes he envied how easily other people could laugh, or how easily they could cry. Such things were still in Rob’s capacity, it was just that years of practise had almost prevented him from ever doing it naturally. “Don’t stress. You have been doing a great job so far.” Looking down from the stars, Rob looked back at Shana. “I wonder if painkillers would make me emotional,” he said quietly.
  8. Jessy took off her helmet, which signalled to Cheh that it would be safe if he did the same. Carefully, he followed the same manoeuvres he saw Jessy and took off the helmet, breathing in the air. It was different here, it reminded Cheh of his trips through the fruit farms, the sweet air that had accompanied him. Cheh had grown rice, but he’d always found it fun to travel to other farms. “Maybe you can split it apart with your gravity,” he said. He looked around. “I can make a shelter, if you want. Well, we already have the escape pod, but still. I know how to make a fire, if that helps.”
  9. Wes walked up to Safire. He was nervous. “Um... hi. Do you want flowers?” He held up a bundle of flowers cheerfully, accidentally cutting himself on a thorn. He smiled shyly at Safire. Heal Safire, Hurt Wes Deteca- 7 Safire - 5 Tamika - 6 Ember - 6 Nultūk - 2 GWLU - 5 Ben - 5 Brandy - 5 Butt - 9 Tom - 7 Silence - 8 Wes - 5 Ghanderflaffle - 10
  10. The guards stepped out, walking around. They didn’t carry especially large swords or weapons: Tühine’s military specialised in light but very mobile troops, with all the heavy hitting being done by seige equipment such as ballistas and catapults. One of the guards was decked in light leather armour and he carried a bow and a quiver of arrows. The other was holding up two tomahawks. They separated, each trying to examine and protect an end of the carriage. Price looked out again at the bush. No reaction. Sagitta had given him a thumbs up and he raised his hand again, stepped a little more out of the carriage, ready to use his Instinct. The formally dressed man stayed where he was seated, and the plainly dressed woman looked around curiously. “Don’t worry,” she said to Sagitta in Ta’e’iloan. “If these are insurgents trying to ‘free’ us, they will likely only kill the testers, and let us go free.” The crazy man took no notice of the stop, still muttering. “There are still 12 undiscovered breeds of horses.” And meanwhile, a large distance away, a predator pounced at a runaway horse. With claws it ripped the creature to bits, and fed. But it was still hungry. Growling it looked in the direction the horse had run from.
  11. “Thanks,” she said and Rob nodded before tensing up when she hugged him. He looked at her with a perfectly neutral face, but inside he was incredibly surprised. He remained still, unsure of whether to wrap his arms around her in a response hug or not. Eventually he just settled to staying as he was. But someone was hugging him. Hugging Rob. She smiled at him and loosened her grip, still grabbing on his arm for support. That was fine. Rob was great for support. “Yes,” Rob said, looking to the house. He didn’t know whether to say anymore or if that would ruin his already thinning mask of neutrality. “You are a good friend,” he deciding on saying finally, looking at her and then back to the house. A great friend, actually, from sparring to helping him debate to this.
  12. “Okay,” Cheh said, holding up a finger. “One thing.” Stomping on the ground he was pleased as a large section of rock appeared in front of him, which he kicked into a standing street knocking it over. The tree fell, small things that looked like fruit falling off. “Let’s check that out.”
  13. Rob followed Shana out. She still seemed to struggle and he stood beside her, silently asking her if she needed support. Everyone had a role. Every Order had their job to do. Rob’s was simple. To endure, to stand where others fell. To support everyone and everything, like a stone pillar. So Rob stood.
  14. Price cursed. He shook his head ‘no’ at the mention of a long sword, peeking out of the door and looking to the bush Sagitta mentioned. It wasn’t long before the horserider came rushing to the carriage door. “My horses,” he said. “The ropes snapped all suddenly, they ran off. All of them.” “How is that possible?” The formally dressed man said and stood up. But no one answered, because everyone knew what was going on. The fact anyone would try a raid on a carriage in the middle of the wilderness showed to Price whoever was doing this was either really dumb .org knew nothing about the Tühine wilderness nor its adamant police force. Price doubted anyone native from Tühine would dare try a crime as outgoing as this. Finally Price peeked outside more and raised his hand, a small piece of the bush blasting away in small black flame. It was a weak use of Entropy, hopefully a warning, and hopefully they wouldn’t know this was as strong as his Insticnt could get.
  15. So, they must have killed him, Marcel thought. That would be the only way they wouldn’t react to the body and be certain Marcel didn’t kill him. His fingers twitched slightly when he heard the thug call him old again. Bloodsealing was many arts, but it didn’t have quite as many combat uses as other magics. “Do your thing, Radiant,” he whispered to the Radiant, taking out a stamp and beginning to carve a pattern. For any blood seal to work, it needed only one ingredient. As he carved he signalled to the thug to try his best, taking a defensive position “I just need a drop of his blood,” he whispered. “Then he is no problem for me. Just a drop.”
  16. I agree, maybe multiple on-going plots converging to the changing of the world is a better alternative to having one massive main plot.
  17. Marcel nodded but kept his eyes fixed on the thug. Did he call Marcel a grandpa? Surely Marcel didn’t look that old. Hs gestured to the dead body on the ground and stood up straighter. The supreme art of war was to subdue the enemy without fighting. Sun Tzu. “Unless you want to end up like that body over there,” He gestured to Christopher’s corpse. “I would suggest leaving.”
  18. Of course the Voidbringers were humans. They were simply like Surgebinders of the opposite side. The Knights Radiant were humans, and so were the Voidbringers. But just as Rob was about to say it, he looked to Shana and analaysed the situation, trying to remember what he’d read online about emotions. “No, they were not humans,” Rob said in his stone cold certainty, because sometimes helping out a friend was worth more than the truth. “They may have had a human’s body, but whatever soul they had was destroyed and replaced with a monster’s.” Rob folllwed Ben’s eyes out the window. What had those Voidbringers done to themselves? Idly Rob wondered whether they had to bond a spren like surgebinders did.
  19. Lusk slapped Wes. “Why?!” Wes called out. “Why would you do that?!” Lusk smirked. Heal Lusk, Hurt Wes. Deteca - 7 Safire - 6 Tamika - 5 Ember - 5 Nultūk - 3 GWLU - 5 Ben - 5 Grey - 4 Brandy - 5 Butt - 7 Tom - 6 Silence - 6 Wes - 5 Lusk - 2 Hellbent - 4 Ghanderflaffle - 5
  20. Eh, maybe the characters we see in canon are just part of the Roshar division And iirc, the Alleyverse GBs are still a secret society on other planets, it not on Alleyplanet.
  21. I always thought the Alleyverse GBs were the Canonical GBs.
  22. “That’s good,” Rob said, thinking about how he hadn’t deleted his search history today yet. It wasn’t that he browsed anything wrong, just that he didn’t want to have to explain why he searched things if anyone accidentally saw. “But first you all need to rest.”
  23. Yeah, sadly that whole plot sort of died and my shiny new character was never used
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