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"Red, how about we just don't fight for now. We can figure out how to survive this trial, but we can't turn against each other." @[Redacted]
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"Storms," Flylf curses.
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Flylf hesitates. She didn't want to fight them. And alliances would be helpful. "Alright, comeon in."
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Flylf is about to agree with Red, and then hears a voice in the hut. She glances at Red. "What do we do?"
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Flylf chuckles. "I guess not." After a moment of silence, she asks, "So. Is your real name actually Red?"
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Flylf turns around in the small hut, and watches out of the small doorway to make sure they stay safe. Worn, can you make sure there's nobody nearby? she mentally asks her spren. Worn huffs, but does as he is asked. @[Redacted] @The Honorable One
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Flylf glances at Red and then shrugs. She enters the small hut, allowing her new friend to enter after her.
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Flylf reaches the diamond hut, and glances inside. @Edema Rue
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Flylf blinks. A hut made of gemstones? That would probably be useful in a highstorm. Flylf starts to run towards the hut, but realizes that she is still close to the perpendicularity. So, she breathes in deeply, and begins to slide at a very quick speed towards the diamond hut.
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A vision unfolds in front of Flylf. Water running down window panes. Shadowy figures fill her vision, many too blurred to know who they could be. But one... one of them Flylf recognized. Because it was herself, and she was in pain. Flylf shook her head, trying to get what she had seen out of her head. I guess we aren't going in there, Worn. "Of course we aren't, silly." A spren curled out from beneath Flylf's foot. "We don't want to die, remember?" She rolled her eyes at the spren and asked. "Well are you gonna help me get out of these chasms?" Worn huffed a bit, but weaves up the chasm wall, going back and forth over himself to make foot and handholds. His dark crystalline body was different than most Edgedancers' spren. Some said it was because he was cursed. Flylf insisted it was because he was royalty. Cuz who didn't want to have a royal spren at your service? Flylf reached the top of the chasm and heaved herself over. She glanced around quickly and easily notices the storm that is approaching. She searches for something to help shelter her from the storm. @Edema Rue
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Flylf throws the canteen back towards the fellow and stares at the perpendicularity. She glances at the water that is slowly growing from a stream into a river.
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Flylf notices the water and it takes a moment to register what is happening. "A storm is coming! We have to get out of here!" She considers leaving without the fellow, knowing she could probably travel faster alone, but reconsiders. "Whatever your name is, which order are you?" @[Redacted]
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"Sure! Thanks!" Flylf pauses. "I'm Flylf, what's your name?"
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Flylf hears someone nearby call out about a canteen. Water sounds nice. She makes her way towards the fellow, still keeping track of her surroundings just in case.
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Flylf picks up her item and glances around quickly to check if anyone nearby isn't paying much attention to her.
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...what the storms?
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Oh u joined in 2020 too Huh
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YES!!! *chortles*
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The Stick's Existential Crisis
Experience replied to -Redacted-'s topic in Forum Games & Random Stuff
Is honor dead? -
Stormlit Hunger Games - Sign-Ups
Experience replied to Through the Living Elan's topic in Hunger Games
When the signups are 11 pages long. This is gonna be sick.
