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    "I know it's dangerous," Milay said, catching the sphere. "I don't have much of a choice though, if I want to be able to attack."
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    "Right." Tinker squeezed Marewill's hand again. "You ready?" @Spark of Hope "What, these?" Milay held up the tiny spheres, about the size of BBs. "I'm a Coinshot. We don't have a lot of coins, so our Coinshots Push on these for projectile weapons."
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    "It's getting to all of us," Tinker said. "Don't apologize for what isn't your fault. The Gamemakers have been influencing us this whole time." He turned to Corin. "I'm willing to follow you. Even a chance at finding a way out is better than sitting around waiting for them to kill us. Or try to make us kill each other again." He didn't look at her hand, but did squeeze it slightly. @Lotus Blossom @Edema Rue @Whoever else is here *** Secret Arena Entrance A few of the warriors activated Sunlit spore lanterns, filling the darkness with a yellow light. Falr followed Sharlin down into the darkness, and his soldiers followed his lead. Milay didn't have a Zephyr firearm like many of the other warriors from her district, but she did have a pouch of tjny metal spheres. Not coins; there were never enough of those in Moongaze, or most of the smaller settlements in the Crescent district. But there was metal. Metal and Aether spores. The magical lifeblood of the fringe of the country, and the only thing that kept them alive while the government ignored them. I wonder if that will all change today...if there really is an assault on the Capitol happening right now. There was no use pondering on it now. She took a few of the tiny spheres and held them in her palm, ready to Push them at any sign of a threat. In her other hand she prepared a Verdant grenade with similar metal spheres embedded in the clay casing: a way for a Coinshot like her to launch the explosive. It was quiet, for now. Milay doubted it would stay that way for long. @Spark of Hope @Ancient Elantrian @Edema Rue
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    "It's called hope. And I think it's about time we started holding to it a little stronger."
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    "That's what I've been saying this whole time," Tinker said, a slight smile on his face. He walked over. "We're going to make it out. I promise." Even though the words were directed to Mark and Astra, he glanced at Marewill as he said them. @Edema Rue
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    "Let's move." Falr ducked into the hole, followed by a few dozen of his fighters. Milay went with them. @Edema Rue
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    Falr turned to his small band of warriors. "Units one and four, I want you to head inside as soon as this door is open. Carve out a path for us. Two and three, stay behind, cover our backs. I don't want the Central forces ambushing us as soon as we open the gate and are vulnerable." The group nodded, began unslinging rifles and preparing spore grenades. Milay pulled out a vial of steel and downed it. Time to end this. @J. Magi @Ancient Elantrian @Spark of Hope @Whoever else is with us @Edema Rue
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    This had some [adjective] effects.
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    Unfortunately, Whatever was very difficult to pull off. It was even harder than spelling "unfortunatley" correctly the first time.
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    Happy Birthday!

    Hope to keep seeing your art around!

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    This was, of course, because he had lost his left sock.
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    How are things going? It's been a minute.

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    Everyone (non personified) was surprised by the sudden return of plot.
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    ...Chair? It was very sad.
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    Present Day, Above the Arena Milay gazed down from the hill, over the small forest that supposedly held the secret entrance to the Arena. It was very early in the morning (though she didn't think the tributes knew that), and the sun was nothing but a pinkish haze on the eastern horizon to their backs. The Cresent District warriors and the House soldiers were in their respective groups, chatting softly, prepping gear, getting a last bite before the conflict. There was a tension here. Milay noticed a strange red ribbon growing from the ground near the middle of the group, waving as if in an invisible wind. A spren. She'd never seen one before. They were mostly found in another part of the country, one with different magics that she knew little of. She walked up to her father, who stood on the crest of the hill, examining the forest with a pair of binoculars. "See anything?" she asked. Falr lowered the binoculars and shook his head. "Either their defenses are hidden very well, or they didn't put anything, as not to draw suspicion." "I'm guessing the former," Milay said. Falr nodded. He turned and met her gaze. "Please be careful out there." There was a softness in his voice, a slight fear, but also a tender love. Milay gave her father a hug. "I will. I promise you won't lose anyone else." Her father returned the embrace, and they stayed like that for a short moment. When she pulled back, Falr had a smile on his face. "Go rally the troops. It's time to get your brother back." Milay smiled back, then nodded. She darted into the crowd of people and got the message going to pack up and prepare for battle. She ended her rounds near where Sharlin, Alderic, and Crocus waited. Crocus's children, Meron and Lilly, were staying at her house, under the care of Arla, while their mother came to see her eldest daughter. "It's time," she told them. "You ready?" @J. Magi @Ancient Elantrian @Spark of Hope @Edema Rue
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    "He can press some pretty good button" -@Ancient Elantrian
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    I am now, technically, a college-age person living in my parent's basement but also employed in a full-time job.

    Help.

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    2. Through The Living Glass

      Through The Living Glass

      I've lived in my parents' basement for...

      an amount of time.

      I legit don't know how long lol.

      It's nice and cool though...

    3. Cash67

      Cash67

      pfft welcome to life. 

      Best thing I can say that was true is that I was a college sophomore living in my parent's garage sleeping on the floor with the dogs. 

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    @J. Magi @Ancient Elantrian @Spark of Hope [I know you won't see this till later but just so you're aware]
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    @SmilingPanda19 You've got another Epic fan...
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