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Mike handed him a letter and some chrysts.
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"Wait!" Mike rushed after him. "I've got a reply for you. Give me a second!" He started scribbling something in his notebook.
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Mike groaned and headed out of the room. "Is it Mike, not Mario?" He asked, and then shook his head. "Mario works as well I guess." @Captain Clyde Froggins
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Shana smiled, relieved when she felt him heal her remaining injuries. Her fingers tightened around his and she pulled him close, hugged him. "Sorry. Next time we'll work on the team part. I messed that up."
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Amara stayed close, stared into the darkness. "There." She whispered and pointed at a dirty, dark part of the shadows. Suddenly the shadows rushed forward, wrapped itself around her hand. She yelped in surprise and tried to pull her hand free.
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"We could make a video." "Claim, that you managed to catch him, or one of his trusted followers and then we can lure them into a trap, when they want to buy the person from you."
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"Inside. Where we always eat I guess." She got to her feet as well and walked over to Ben, offering him her hand. "Let's go inside?" She asked him, unsure if he was alright with them walking in there together or if he prefered to keep it in the background. She was alright with either, as long as he was comfortable with the situation.
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Althea returned Max smile, leaned back and listened to their conversation. Another war - possible, or PlasmaCore changed the rule fundamentally. In the end the only ones she trusted to be around in another fifty years were the DA, the rest? It was a wonder that the sixteen year peace had happened at all. She would do what she could to protect her guild, but if she managed to steer them savely through the trouble only time would show. She started to ask a question, but then kept quiet, they had time, and the two needed to catch up. Smiling she leaned against Max side again and wrapped his arm around her. He didn't lessen his rioting on her and now that they had found a solution she gave in, relaxed in the calm. She had enough time to worry about her long list of problems later.
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She laughed. "But you're still here." Tentatively she moved her shoulder, it was better, slowly, but it was getting better. He was right, they all could heal, especially with Ben around. The only time she had really attacked him, had been in the pool, when she panicked. "So you would be alright, if I didn't hold back that much? I won't turn you to dust."
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Shana froze, fell silent, then she slowly sat down next to him. "Friends?" She repeated and looked at his stoic face, then at Ben, smiling when she saw him. "Doc always said, it was the Dustbringer's who fought for the others, who wrecked havoc among the lines of their enemies." "I always have this picture in my mind, of this glorious warrior on a smoldering battlefield, the corpses of their enemies around them - and I'm afraid of it. Abrasion is easy, but Division? What if I mess it up, if I reach to far? What if I accidently hit Ben or you, or one of the others? It's not like I can repair it, I can't fix things, I can only destroy." She reached out for a stool close by and then closed her hand, ripped it apart. "It's so easy. It's harder to do it constantly, but something like a stool is so easy."
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"The only question is, if he's really as smart as he believes, or if he's so smart that in fact he's stupid."
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Lizanne sighed and limped up the stairs, using the handrail to remove some weight from her leg. She tied her rope to the handle and then limped down again. The door opened towards them, so there was no need to push it open. As she was inside, she needed to pull, so this should work. "Everybody ready?"
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Lizanne looked through the racks and then shook her head. "We need to get out. If we stay here, we'll starve to death, or rather we'll die of thirst first. The water we have won't last a day." She gestured towards the door. "If we stay here we're dead, if we take a look, we might have a chance."
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Mike looked over to Bella. "Do you have contacts that know how to do hemalurgy?" He asked and then whirled his pen around thinking. He could organize someone, but they all belonged to the Ghostbloods. Same with the emotional allomancer. But he figured it would be unwise to ask some Ghostbloods to come here and work for Syndicate. "Are you sure the Precursors are a threat? Apart from their hunt they haven't acted in a while." "We could plant some false information about the Jackal, that could dovert their attention."
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Althea listened to Max step in, grateful for his support. She wanted for this to work, not end with a situation where she and Devaan opposed each other. That would leave Max between the front lines, and that easily counted as worst case. He loved Devaan, and screw her pride she would do a lot to see him happy. Everything short of breaking an oath if she was honest with herself. "A trial." Devaan replied, after a pause and she relaxed a bit. "Thank you." She told him gratitude colouring her voice. @Nohadon @I think I am here.
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"Half-time break sounds good." Shana lowered her weapon and leaned it against the wall. Taking a deep breath she braced herself and then started to pull the grass blades out. "I am. Don't worry." "I never expected it to be that different. Usually I try to evade attacks, but then you would have hit Ben, so that didn't work." She grimaced when she cut a finger on one of the blades and then let it fall to the ground. "So that's two things I need to learn. How to effectively use my surges in a fight and how to fight in a team."
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Shana looked over at Rob and Sawyer and shrugged, wincing when she mived her shoulder. "I wouldn't mind to go on, but I guess that would be impolite." She paused. She'd hoped they would come to the point where she had to use her surges, just like Rob did all the time. Learning fine control was one thing, and with Ben a different matter entirely, but she needed to get a grasp on them while someone tried to break her bones. @I think I am here. @Taradiddle
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Lena grinned. That mastermind would die like everybody else. She only needed to get the dosage right. "You could contact him and ask him."
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After cleaning the skin, the man did his job. He wasn't overly careful, but he got it done quickly and precise. "Welcome." He nodded at Anthony after he was finished.
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"Maybe." She limped over, grimacing slightly. Looking through the wine racks, she tried to find something she could use.
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We are. Good taste. Vivacia is taken from the same book, as Althea. (Liveship traders by Robin Hoob).
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I don't. Not officially. So go ahead I wanted to call her Vivacia, and shortened that to Vivi in my head. But she won't appear until era 4, so I can always think of another name
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@MacThorstenson Here's another character on my part. I've been using her as an NPC (at first nameless, later with a name) since era 2, and in some of Althea's CDS. I don't know how often/ regularly I'll play her, but she's kind of crucial to Althea and her position in the GBs is vital as well, so I figured it might be safer if she's officially an PC. Her skills shouldn't be over 150, so I didn't bother with thinking about how much points a weakness might be worth. A general question though: what is behind the skill assassination? Tools, weapons? What did you have in mind, when you decided on that skill?
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A woman walked up to the building. She was wearing wide, comfortable trousers, her hair bound back in a loose ponytail, one covered by an eye-patch. Acress her back, she had strapped a staff, barrying a bag at her side, that seemed to be a bit too full, but somehow she had manged to close it. She stopped and then alked up so the first person she saw. "Hello." she greeted and smiled apologetically. "It's been a few years, but I remember a friend telling me something about the Canton and that you teach people? Is that still the case, or am I completely wrong? She laughed awkwardly, "Wait, this is the canton? Sorry, I asked the wrong question first." Her hand toyed with a piece of rope hanging out of her bag. @Nohadon
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Mike thought about that an then nodded. Thankfully they were leaving the Ghostbloods out of it. He had no problem framing the Keepers for something. "Sounds like a good plan." "So who should do that?" @Ark1002 @Nohadon
