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Post by mintedstar/fur on Feb 8, 2021 3:30:18 GMT -5
"Huuum. I doubt it would do anything," Myrnin admitted, though he found himself to be rather sad about that. He would have liked to have some sort of result other than normal. "Unless it's something other than regular metal. Then of course, however, I don't know if the metal of your world is different from the metal of my world. It could be. I wouldn't know unless I studied it." He seemed mildly amused at the actual content of the vial. "Ah. But I do have to wonder how alcoholic is an alcohol solution. I'd assume that water would be more practical. Then again, alcohol for taste." He wouldn't know. Metal tasted like metal. He was remembering the statement about blood tasting the same, despite that not being very applicable to vampires. He was sure at some point someone would make a joke that either he shouldn't mind drinking metal or that Kelsier shouldn't mind drinking blood. Or maybe not. Maybe he only thought that deeply. "The coin trick is cool. Wish I could do it." He pointed to his mouth, where he sheathed and unsheathed his fangs. "I have other tricks." That was pretty much more of the expressive and showy one, however. "As for sticking the house pieces together ..." He rubbed his hands together, then paused. He ... didn't really know how to do that. So he looked at the crumpled picture of the gingerbread house. "It seems that we affix them together using the frosting," he said. "So that may be an issue." He glanced at the frosting, then stirred it a bit. It was hardening, so that was a plus. |
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Post by ~∂єѕтιиу on Feb 8, 2021 11:12:56 GMT -5
PIT FIGHT - @/shade @/clo
Hook tried to wrench his hand free the moment she took him captive, but her movements were quick enough that she’d managed to set herself up before he succeeded with an effective escape. He pulled his weight backwards as she struck towards him again, staggering awkwardly over her foot and lashing somewhat desperately towards her face with his hook. He didn’t expect the attack to hit, but ideally she’d drop her hold of him to evade a slash across the nose - and he’d get the opportunity to find his balance again.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Feb 8, 2021 11:18:59 GMT -5
Kelsier listened, his anger with the House fading into the background as Nico spoke. He was still ready to challenge it, still wanted to fight it, but he let it pass for the time being. He would do it. It would just take some time. “There are bodies of water in my world, but I can’t imagine them being this clear.” He answered, shifting so he was sitting at the water’s edge, next to Nico. He may not have liked this room much (even if he would have under different circumstances) but he could at least appreciate that it wasn’t immediately deadly. He didn’t plan to swim, unless Nico wanted to. Then he might...it seemed safe enough for the time being. Which didn’t make Kelsier relax completely by a long shot. He was aware that nice rooms often became significantly less nice as time went on. He looked at Nico, smiling at the image of a floating city. “I can’t imagine that.” He commented, shaking his head a little. “Tell me about it?” He wasn’t paying attention to Zuko now. Or...he was keeping an eye on him, but most of his attention was on Nico instead. Maybe the kid could even go back to sleep…he could hope. |
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Post by Shadepelt15 on Feb 8, 2021 14:20:56 GMT -5
PiT fIgHt
Seeing his hook coming at her face, Shade did opt to let go of him instead of getting what might've been a new scar. However, now that he was off balance she continued to press instead of giving him a moment to recuperate, lifting her foot to shove him hard in the gut, then readjusting herself to swing a hard kick at his hip and another couple punches to his shoulders.
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Post by HᥲꙆƒꙆɩɠᖾt on Feb 8, 2021 14:27:03 GMT -5
(Whoops, fell asleep after I posted dhxjdj.
Yo! Ooh TPH fight club? Hmm, I suppose I could maybe try dropping someone in. Maybe 7S since she really needs more screentime.
Ye, just got a post up for the newbie room a little while ago! ^^ Noticed how it was a bit easier to write this time, so I wanted to see if that stretched to my other characters too lol.)
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Post by strider on Feb 8, 2021 14:27:13 GMT -5
“I don’t know how fish can survive in your world,” Nico replied softly, shrugging a little bit and turning so he could see Kelsier better. “With all the ash that must get filtered into your water.” For that matter, he didn’t know how human beings could drink the water, especially if there was ash mixed in. He couldn’t imagine the Skaa could afford fancy filters to make sure their water was clean. Maybe he would ask, eventually, but he didn’t want to make Kelsier think about the bad parts of his world. “I grew up in Venice,” he explained softly, “Though I don’t remember much of it. When I do remember, though…” he gave a small smile, pulling his knees back up to his chest. “You had to be able to swim, because the chance of falling into a canal was pretty high…” he looked down, then back up at Kelsier. “Half of the streets are actually canals, and the city is covered in bridges so you can get from one place to another. Sometimes, on sunny days in the late afternoon when not many people are travelling, you can see the fish in the canals. I think…” he frowned a little bit. “I don’t remember, but I think we used to ditch school sometimes to play by the canals.” |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Feb 8, 2021 16:37:53 GMT -5
Percival | Hallway | all the newbies Percival was about to bite Izaya. Or maybe punch him. Host, was he? Smug little rat. Percival could feel his anger boiling up. He didn't like being cornered and he had no intention of being. And he wasn't about to pick a door either. He was just about to say as much, mouth open to do so, when the white haired man cut him to the chase. Percival shot a look back at him. He almost grinned. Not a nice grin, but a spiteful grin at Izaya's expense. Take that. If he truly was the host, then that was just the place he should be put into. But he didn't trust the white haired man either. There was something odd - too calm, too calculating - for Percival to completely discredit him for being at fault for ... whatever this was. But at the very least, he was satisfied with just crossing his arms and glancing around at the others, waiting to see what there actions would be. He had no intention of opening a door now that Izaya was so insistent, but he'd be interested to see if the others would. |
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Feb 8, 2021 17:25:11 GMT -5
Kelsier considered that. He didn’t...actually know how fish survived. He guessed they might be different from earth fish, they might have changed to survive. Maybe people had done the same. He wasn’t really sure, but he found he didn’t really want to think of it, now. He had to think of those parts the the world often enough as it was, and this room was, he admitted reluctantly, nice. He thought back to the plane room as Nico continued, remembering the feeling of water pulling at him. He shuddered a little, hating the memory of that room, because it was there he’d felt panic like he hadn’t in a long time. Did Nico know why he’d come so close to actually panicking? Maybe they should add that to the steadily growing list of things they needed to talk about at some point...and they did need to talk. Just not right now. It didn’t feel like the right time. “It sounds beautiful.” He told Nico, smiling at the mental image he had come up with. He had a better chance of getting it right than he would have without the House’s rooms to go off of. “Even if I can’t swim. I’d have to learn if I ever visited.” |
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Post by ~∂єѕтιиу on Feb 8, 2021 17:25:50 GMT -5
HᥲꙆƒꙆɩɠᖾt join us!!! Pit Fight | Shadepelt15The pirate cringed as the first kick managed to wind him, his knees partially buckling as he wheezed in a sharp breath. The moment of recovery left him open to the barrage Shade followed up with, her hits becoming increasingly unpleasant to endure. A bit frustrated now, he stumbled as he struggled to plant his feet for a solid hit, cutting towards her chest with a hard jab the moment his boots staggered into a decent stance.
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Post by chaos01 on Feb 8, 2021 17:33:58 GMT -5
Scarlet | Living Room 4.0 | strider
"Well, sure. I think it's safe to say most people of all races come from a certain planet" Scarlet explained. "I grew up on an ocean planet, a little chain of islands, to be exact. Really not the worst place to grow up in! Warm climate, big palm trees, the beach just outside your doorstep and lots of fish!" She thought back for a moment to her old life. The adventures, her parents and sunny beach days. Sometimes, she caught herself missing it all. But she would return eventually, along with her brother. "For now though, I guess my home is my spaceship. I made it quite cozy, and with my crew it rarely gets lonely anymore! I also have a farm on another planet but that's mostly just for food supply." Scarlet added, pushing the melancholy aside. As she told him about the different locations she'd been to, the Novakid found herself pleasantly surprised. The guy actually smiled. Surely a rare occurence, Scarlet assmed he didn't drop his scowl very often. It almost seemed etched into his face, but somehow it vanished for just a moment. She would've loved to smile back but that was difficult without a human face. Instead, the glow from within her brightened, just barely noticable. Worry soon found it's way back to Zuko's expression though, but that was alright. Even if it was only a moment, she could appreciate a genuine smile. The Novakid was even more excited to answer the question about her brother. "I do! His name is Vermillion. I guess you could consider us twins" Scarlet explained, before her mood turned a little more serious. "I've been looking for him for almost five years now. But he's gotta be out there somewhere, I know he is..." The Novakid quickly shook off the feeling though, returning to her normal, excitable mood. Scarlet watched as his face lit up with realization of her glow, giving her another slight smile and even something like a compliment. Excited, her brightness increased a little once again. This just proved her point that even the most moody person could lighten up with some good conversation. "Thanks! Though your fire is more impressive, if you ask me. And it can glow just as well! the Novakid laughed, drawing her hand back and letting it rest on the couch again. |
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Post by Shadepelt15 on Feb 8, 2021 17:40:57 GMT -5
join us join us join us )) pit FIGHT | ~∂єѕтιиуTroublesome as Hook's attacks occasionally were, a semblance of a smile seemed to be stuck to her face. It was fun to fight just for the sake of fighting, especially when that involved getting to see how the ever-so-confident-in-himself pirate handled himself. She saw the jab coming and let it happen, coughing out a hard breath at the impact, but as he struck took the opportunity to bring her wrist down hard on his forearm and promptly knock it away to give her space to hop back a bit. After righting her stance she flipped over again onto her hands to try and spin another couple of kicks at his shoulders. |
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For certain as our banner flies, we are not alone. The people too must rise.
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Post by Cloverleaf on Feb 8, 2021 18:28:16 GMT -5
| Enjolras | Pit Fight Room | Third Wheelin' |
Enjolras winced in sympathy as the fighting escalated- he knew it was sparring but the tussle looked intense. He looked over at the darkened corners of the bare room. This place had a spooky feel, and he didn't trust the House enough to assume that nothing would be lurking there. |
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Post by ~∂єѕтιиу on Feb 8, 2021 18:40:31 GMT -5
PiT FIGHT
Hook surrendered to a bitter smirk after catching glance of Shade’s grin, briefly loosing his concentration as he gave a small chuckle. His focus was quickly snapped back when she slammed against his shoulder again, his upper arm starting to get sore from the amount of times she’d targeted his right side. He cursed to himself while he made a harsh demonstration of rolling out his shoulder, giving her an offended glare. They needed to wrap this up or he’d drop from sheer exhaustion while Shade was still bouncing around on her toes. With that in mind, the pirate regained a proper stance, holding up his fist and left arm defensively, waiting for her to close in the gap.
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No mourners, no funerals
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Post by strider on Feb 8, 2021 18:41:36 GMT -5
Nico | Pit Fight “I’m not.” Nico’s voice was hard, though his determined expression faded a little bit when he noticed where he was. Had anybody heard that? He stood up, looking around at his surroundings. At least nobody was particularly close to him. Shade and Hook were beating the shit out of each other. Good for them. At least… he thought it was probably good for them. They seemed to be having a good time out of it, which made Nico less self conscious about leaning on the railing to watch them. Nico raised a hand in greeting towards Enjolras, then rested his chin on his arms as he watched the fight play out. |
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Feb 8, 2021 18:54:49 GMT -5
Kelsier | Pit Fight “- not what I said!” Kelsier’s voice was loud and sharp, almost a yell, and he was turning on his heel to keep pacing when he realized that ground under him was sandy now instead of hard. He cursed, impulsively reaching for a dagger to throw, only his hand met nothing...great. So probably a dangerous room then. Actually? He was willing to take that. No, he needed to calm down. He could continue being upset when he blinked back, for now he needed to keep a level head and try to - or screw that, maybe he just wanted to keep being angry - no.He took a deep breath, forcing himself to relax enough to actually look around. They were in some kind of...he didn’t know what to call it, only it looked oppressive with only the one light. Hook and Shade were fighting...maybe she’d accidentally kill him or something. Cheered up a bit by that thought, he managed to relax the rest of the way and took in the rest of the blinker, which was just the blond man from the room with Myrnin’s breakdown and Nico. “Hey,” he said, coming over to join them, a smile slipping over his sharp features. He didn’t have to fake it. |
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Post by strider on Feb 8, 2021 19:14:46 GMT -5
Nico glanced at Kelsier, then shook his head a little bit. “You’re tall,” he pointed out with a shrug, “You’d be able to stand up in most of the canals. Just… don’t fall into the ocean.” His mind drifted back to the plane room as well. They had both survived, which was the important part. And there had been life vests. Without them… Nico shook his head. “It’s odd,” he added, relaxing a little bit into the sand. He didn’t dare lay down all the way. Sand just… didn’t come out of hair, and he didn’t really want to deal with sandy hair when he blinked back to his world. Things were complicated enough as it was. “Everyone’s world is at least a little bit dangerous, and the things we learn when we’re little that keep us alive in one world wouldn’t be enough to do the same in another.” He knew if a younger version of himself had been shipped of to Luthadel, he wouldn’t have lasted long. A little Kelsier – as odd as that image was – might hot have done very well in Venice if he hadn’t learned how to swim in time. “They say Venice is sinking,” he added after a long moment, his voice a little bit sad. “At some point it just… won’t be there anymore. A lost city.” Almost without thinking about it, Nico rested his head against Kelsier’s arm – he had been aiming for his shoulder, but he was quite a bit shorter than the Mistborn. |
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Post by Shadepelt15 on Feb 8, 2021 19:28:55 GMT -5
PIT FIGHTTTT | @/des mostly
She laughed softly in response to his brief chuckle, straightening herself again while he did the same. "We should do this more often, you're very fun," she commented, shaking out her arms and her shoulders briefly. One of her ears twitched as she heard more voices as people blinked in and raised her eyebrows. It'd been a bit since she'd been in the house with so many people, seemed like it usually favored just letting her and Hook interact. Not that she was complaining.
Focusing on her huffy boyfriend again she grinned. "Seems like we've got a bit more of an audience now... Still no more cute shit?" As she spoke she lifted her arms, hopping from side to side tauntingly.
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Post by ~∂єѕтιиу on Feb 8, 2021 19:57:38 GMT -5
Pit FIGHT
“We should,” the captain agreed, clearly out of breath. She wasn’t wrong that that spar had been a fun time, but it was good practice too; he typically didn’t get to deal with fighters with her skill. He turned a look towards the darkness outside the ring, though he was unable to identify who all had blinked in due to the fact he wanted to take his eye off his opponent sparingly. He gave her a challenging grin as she went on - rushing towards her as the words were still leaving her mouth, swinging up towards her head.
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Cloverleaf
For certain as our banner flies, we are not alone. The people too must rise.
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Post by Cloverleaf on Feb 8, 2021 20:07:55 GMT -5
| Enjolras | Pit Fight | Spectating | Enjolras, already scanning for something to pop out of the dark, jumped a bit when Nico appeared. The darkness of the room seemed to cling to the demigod a bit more than the others. He recognized the blinker, though, and quickly offered a nod of greeting. Another person blinked in- someone Enjolras recognized but didn't know well, though he and Nico seemed to know each other. As Shade made reference to the audience, Enjolras felt confident in assuming the intent of the room. A fight, an audience- it seemed decently "safe", especially since it appeared that folks could choose to have a friendly spar. He just hoped the House wouldn't force them to actually turn on each other. |
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Feb 8, 2021 20:15:56 GMT -5
“Noted,” Kelsier smiled, in spite of the memories in his head. Yes, without life vests he might have died. Yes, they needed to talk. Really needed to talk. But right now? He was willing to let the House get away with this...attempt to appease him? Or was it throwing his challenge in his face? The thought made his eyes narrow, and if he’d been alone he wouldn’t have stopped, but Nico deserved the chance to rest and if the House was giving it, who was he to argue? He nodded, agreeing. He hadn’t yet come across any world that wasn’t at all dangerous, and he couldn’t quite imagine what it would be like if he did. Only...he thought that his world was a little more dangerous than most. Of the ones he knew of, anyway. He looked down as Nico rested against him, and he smiled without even meaning to. “Well…” he considered that problem softly, his eyebrows raising. “You have all sorts of things we don’t. Ice skates and hot chocolate and airplanes. Surely you guys can come up with something to save Venice?” It didn’t seem that improbable to him. No more impossible than any of the other things they’d both accomplished. |
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Post by Shadepelt15 on Feb 8, 2021 20:49:09 GMT -5
PIT FIIIIGGHHTTT | @/des
Seeing him lunge toward her, Shade bumped up her eyebrows and braced herself, then lurched toward him at the last moment. She ducked his swing and wound one arm around his back, grabbing at his lifted arm with the other and pushing into him with her chest to completely uproot him from the ground with her own force. As soon as he was up, she pulled at his opposite hip and pushed his arm to spin him and throw him onto the ground on his back, dropping above him and quickly snatching his wrists to pin them above his head while she rooted her knees on his chest. At this point, especially given their proximity, it was easier to see that she was starting to loose a bit of her stamina and starting to breathe a bit harder.
But even then, she grinned confidently down at him.
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Post by ~∂єѕтιиу on Feb 8, 2021 22:14:09 GMT -5
pit FIGHT
Hook gasped as he was thrown to the dirt by his girlfriend, his breath knocked from him a second time when she landed on his chest. He wheezed a few breaths as he struggled to rationalize how he’d wound up in the dirt, staring back up at her in dismay while he puzzled through it. As realization slowly reached him, a smile grew across his face and he broke into a growing cackle. His impatience had led him into similar, more dangerous situations before - but he felt it was uniquely rewarding to be reminded what Shade was capable of.
“You could’ve done that before people were watching,” he quietly muttered to her with a grin, sounding like his ego had been a touch bruised. He turned his head a bit to glance at the others before raising an eyebrow at her again. “Now you have to let me up,” he added as a simple critique before chuckling again, starting to turn over to one side to urge her to hurry and let him back on his feet.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Feb 8, 2021 22:25:25 GMT -5
Myrnin | Pit Fight | Just bliiiiiiinking this man in With a very brief moment of sparkles, Myrnin appeared. Or maybe that should be reversed. Myrnin appeared and then there was sparkles. He looked like he was covered in glitter. With that in mind, he was a bit preoccupied brushing himself off to pay attention to the ring and the people sparring inside it. He did look after a moment, then he frowned. For a second, you could see him bristling. A whole, highly specific tension running through his body as he watched. He clearly thought it was another of those rooms. After a very, very long second, he relaxed. Just a little. The relax wasn't enough to fully prepare him for disappointment. Hopefully he wouldn't be. He didn't want something to go wrong. |
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Post by Shadepelt15 on Feb 8, 2021 22:26:56 GMT -5
PIT FIGHT PIT FIGHT
"I could've, but then you wouldn't have been as worn out," she chuckled quietly back to him. For a moment she followed his gaze to look at the others, looking back at him with a cheeky smirk. "I dunno, this is pretty fun too." To spare his feelings and both of their bruises she opted not to linger too terribly long, although before allowing him up she did take the opportunity to press a kiss to his lips. After that she let go of his wrists and pushed herself to her feet, brushing dust off her pants then extending a hand to him to help him up.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Feb 8, 2021 22:27:47 GMT -5
Sol | PIT FIGHT | @ anyone who wants to fight a 12 year old |
Sol blinked into the House, and paused, immediately detecting the change in the smells around her and the ground under her feet. The House. She was getting better at this - changes that didn't make sense = House. It was easy. Weird, but easy.
Experimentally, she stomped on the ground, registering the springy dirt texture with interest.
"HEY WHAT'S UP?" she yelled at the top of her lungs, hoping to reach anyone nearby. From the echo her voice made, she could guess the place was big and wide open - maybe someone would hear her if she yelled.
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Post by strider on Feb 8, 2021 22:33:18 GMT -5
Nico | Pit Fight “Hey,” Nico replied, giving Kelsier a small smile. He wasn’t sure what to expect from this room, but watching Hook and Shade fight was amusing. Especially as Shade slammed Hook into the ground. There was no doubt that Hook deserved that. Good natured fighting. He glanced at Kelsier. They had fought before, but it had been life and death. How evenly matched would they be here, with no weapons and no powers? Nico couldn’t help the urge to challenge Kelsier. Maybe not yet… but he was tempted. People kept blinking in. Maybe they should wait until there were more. Kelsier did, after all, like to show off. “Wanna fight?” He murmured under his breath. “Not now, but… maybe after whoever’s next?” |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Feb 8, 2021 22:38:27 GMT -5
Myrnin found a small but nosy child blinking in beside him. He hurried clapped his hands over his ears. Huh. She was new. And also loud. Not helpful for his poor ears, but he'd answer. "My dear, if it is any help, I'm about five feet four inches away from you and I have a pair of tender ears. You're in the House and it appears some people are fighting." He glanced at the happenings. "Sparring, rather." He glanced back. "Who are you? If you don't mind me asking. I'm Myrnin." |
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Post by <Raintalon> on Feb 8, 2021 22:45:57 GMT -5
Sol | FIGHT | mintedstar/fur |Sol stuffed her hands in her pockets, regarding this new voice with a thoughfully tilted head. "I'm Sol," she said finally, with a shrug of her narrow shoulders that only barely showed through the massive brown jacket she was wearing. "Myrrrrrrrrrrrrnin. Why did you call me a deer?"
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Cloverleaf
For certain as our banner flies, we are not alone. The people too must rise.
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Post by Cloverleaf on Feb 8, 2021 22:54:56 GMT -5
| Enjolras | PIT FIGHT | Spectating | Enjolras's eyebrows shot up as Shade took Hook down. Nice. He wasn't trying to fight with Hook anymore, but he did appreciate Shade winning rather than Hook. He looked over as a girl shouted out. He recognized her from hallway passings and various times seeing her in the House, though he didn't know her well. As Myrnin answered he nodded, then paused at Myrnin's specific details. He looked at Sol again, realizing what he hadn't before- that she couldn't see. |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Feb 8, 2021 22:57:31 GMT -5
Myrnin | Fightttt | <Raintalon>"Form of politeness," Myrnin explained with good nature. "Nice to meet you, Sol." He dipped his head, then glanced around the room. From there, he noted, "What is it that you know about the House?" He nodded his head toward the pit. "They're fighting as far as I can tell. Just sparring. But I was ... There have been rooms where things get more dangerous."
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