The huntress nodded. “As you wish.” she told them, leading them down a corridor lined with small chambers, each one lacking any real door of course but with what seemed to be some sort of animal skin draped over the opening, serving as a sort of curtain. She led the roleplayers down to one on which the makeshift-curtain had been pulled mostly out of the way. “This is a spare dwelling place.” she said to the girls, gesturing for them to enter. The interior looked extremely bare, with all the walls, ceiling and floor carved completely out of dirt, and there didn’t even seem to be any clear distinction between the surfaces as the entire alcove had a sort of rounded shape. The only things it contained were two bench-like structures, seemingly beds of some kind, carved out of the walls, and a small trio of glowing mushrooms planted in the closest equivalent the structure had to a corner. It wasn’t much, but at least it had two beds.
“Please let me know if there is anything else you require.” the huntress told them, trying to sound polite though her voice had a sort of wariness to it, as if she felt more obligated to provide for the ‘spirits’ than willing to, or even able to.
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GM tilted his head, his face shifting into the best expression a wolf can possibly manage to convey bewildering confusion as he listened to Callum talk to himself about Dragonball Z or something of the sort through the mouth of a massive feline beast. The sight was… unexpected, to say the least.
When the roleplayer’s words shifted towards Kole, though, GM’s more confident demeanor took over, as the giant wolf yipped and barked as if he were laughing. “Ah, you’re right, I killed him!” he replied, still holding back laughter as he taunted the enraged boy, prancing around as he kept himself a few steps away from the feline. “And you know what? It’s been a reeeaaal long time since I killed someone myself! I hadn’t even thought of that! I mean, all the lives I took before — most of them were indirect. And I thought that was enjoyable enough, but, man, I can’t believe I almost forgot how amazing good-ol’-fashioned bloodshed feels!” he chirped, reveling sadistically in Callum’s fury as he laid his forelegs out on the ground in front of him and wagged his tail in the air like an excited puppy. “And as for Leo? I like him better this wa-”
GM’s taunting was then brutally cut off as an unimaginably intense light suddenly appeared in front of him, causing the wolf to yelp pitifully in pain and flinch so badly that he wound up rolling over backwards, his body sprawling across the dirt and debris. “What… what happened — what’s going on?!” he hissed, squinting as his eyes gave off a violet glow that struggled to compete against the solar flare’s blaze, as if GM needed to extend much of his strength just to maintain his basic senses. As the wolf sniffed the air madly, struggling to keep track of what happened around him, his eyes widened as, at the last second, he saw MKallum fly towards him, and he couldn’t act quickly enough to do anything about it. GM let out another scream, this one more human-like and pain-filled as the cat tackled him to the ground.
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As Leon switched programs and Designer took up the screen, a single key on the keyboard, labeled “holo”, lit up, glowing with GM’s favorite color. Meanwhile, the screen displayed a 2D version of the same sort of display that GM had left off with when he was working with those 3D hologram models. While the program appeared in front of Leon displaying a model of the new Rin, the last project he touched, GM, in his carelessness, had left a whole slew of other tabs open, all of which were labeled with the names of the files they displayed. The tab that Leon opened to was labeled “newRin2 (mod)”, and the names written across the remaining tabs were “newRin2 (raw)”, “Basilix (mod)”, “Basilix (raw)”, and “Leo (raw)”. All these, in addition to the typical File, Edit, etc clickable options that lined the top of the screen, laid ready for rifling.