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Uncharted Skies
BdrLineAzn:
Brig
"By your tone and facial express, it looks like you are releasing cortisol. Are you stressed in anyway? You know I know several herbs that can remedy that. A mixture of Cortan Lilies and Ucta leaves can relieve that. Also are you aware that Ucta leaves sweat out oil? Several specimens of marsupials tribe off that. I know a story when I encountered this small bear like animal that almost bite me when I was near one of one those trees. Mainly found off the western coast of Chaladon."
Oblivious to Alison's reactions, Ulric continues on with several more facts from his studies.
South Docks
"Great shot." Courage marvels at Dalhia. He couldn't help but stare at her while she was loading a new round and let out an involuntary sigh. Seeing her ears twitch at the slight sound, Courage catches himself staring and quickly looks in the other direction towards Alex and Richard.
"Those are odd weapons they made. When did them came up with them."
Carn:
Brig
A truly terrifying thing begins to occur. A vein begins to beat in Alison's temple, in the same spot Alister's does when he's about to lose control. "Leave. Or I cut you up, then stitch you back together on my medical table." Seeing that it still hasn't fully sunk in, she resorts to more direct measures. She pushes him back, then draws her wakizashi's "Last chance. Leave. NOW!!" Mentally she's thinking that is doesn't get the message at this point, they'd be better off without him. Old habits return and she begins to think of how to hide the body if necessary.
Carn's Quarters
After having secured the merc, Alister returned to his quarters. Reminding himself he still has to tidy up where he slept in the armory last night. He stands in front of a mirror and wash basin, and unsheathes his knife. Razor sharp, he then runs a hand through his hair, which has grown a bit to shaggy for his taste. "Time for a trim." within 10 minutes the shaggy mop has been reduced to a choppy, ragged imitation of a flattop. "That will do." Contrary to popular belief, Alister actually is a decent self-barber with his knife. Though choppy and ragged, its relatively even and he's never cut himself.
Koali:
Back out by the rocket, Koali was busy thinking to himself.
If I keep appearing everywhere without making it clear where I'm going, people might start to get suspicious or confused. For example...
Koali walked past Carn cutting his hair.
Not even I know how I got here, and if Carn catches me he'll probably kill me... Or worse.
Back in the armory...
Oh well, might as well check the switch axes.
ShadedExalt:
Giving up, Gaige heads back to the Eagle's Shadow.
"Dear lord these streets are impossible to navigate."
Piemanlives:
--Eagle's Shadow, Hanger Bay--
Amelia led her through the corridors on their adventure through the vessel like the pair of puckish rouges they were! Well, not really, but Lorena was enjoying the chance to examine a new vessel, a large one for that matter, the hanger bay was quite extensive, considering it was holding a galleon inside it.
At the moment she was examining the two vehicles sitting about, both definitely of Yeshan make, she'd had enough of Yeshan armored vehicles honestly, being shot at wasn't very enjoyable, still, at least these would be in the hands of people who would...
Ok she had to be honest, with Reagan in command no one here would use these responsibly, more than likely they would use them for personal enjoyment, still, at least there would be no hostile takeovers performed in these... Actually that might just happen, hopefully they kept the guns empty. She looked at Amelia who was examining its internals, she was an engineer after all, so it would probably be her that would end up fixing these. As she continued to watch her mess about with the engine a question appeared and wondered why she hadn't thought of it before.
"Amelia?"
"Yes Lorena?"
"Don't you think a tank is a bit much for a simple mapping expedition?"
She heard her pause with the engine before continuing to work. "Maybe."
Lorena shrugged and went back to her examinations.
--South Docks--
Dahlia took a moment to think, "I would say late night drinking fests, but not all their ideas are maddeningly insane. So honestly I have no idea."
"Also," she said with a smile, "Don't you think I can tell when you're staring?"
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