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Just one more day again...one more...I hate long shifts...
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One more day on shift...then a half day to feel human again...adulting sucks.
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@AsheTheReborn

Calgary Alberta Canada, Mountain time -7 MDT
@Landain@Kelewen

Mistihkoman hums listening to this Grainger first. But after abit, as well he's not really sure of what to make of this. He looks to Finney, "Poh'ki ci?" He smiles, "Poh'ki describes a chicken hearted person, a coward. Someone who will run from a fight. It is a great insult among some tribes." He grins a little, "I haven't seen any of the like here though. Not really." He turns back to Grainger, "so it is work you offer. I see I see." He rubs his chin, "So where is this Od essa? And it is just a package we must bring there?" He hums, "Get the package to your brother..." He hums, "Well, I will help you." He nods. Voicing his agreement in that moment. Unsure of the others but still willing to give it a go.

Now we just need other people to post within the next few days for that to come true!
Koglan smiles, "There now you are getting it. Your children will be formidable! With you as their mother Siwa, you may well bear the next Great Generation." He chuckles. then rests back in his chair suddenly, looking a little pained. He hums and rests an arm on the table top, "you say you are prepared to see your children die before you. I know, that this is likely the last litter I may help bear." He groans, "I'm old Siwa I know this. I'm 17 years old now. I may end up rushing our son through his apprenticeship, so there is a Armor and Weapon Smith to take over after me. I may still possess the muscles of a Smith, but the rest of me is old." He unconsciously flexes his arms, shoulders and chest muscles, the ropes and cords of powerful muscle rippling.

He smiles, "But I will be glad to know that though in a few year old age will take me that I will have left things for our tribe to remember me by. And will have finally passed my skills on to a goblin worthy of working this forge." He groans, "I'm fully ready to know that any of the children I have helped bear will outlive me. I don't have long." He chuckles then smiles, "But I will go out strong! I won't stop! Not until all the strength has left my arms and the ancestors finally call on me to take my place among them!" He crowws these last words, for a moment looking young and hale.

He stands up then looks out a window as a few young goblin girls walk by, overhearing, "Did you hear? Bredan and Griz came back and what a catch. Brendan looks to be coming along well." Koglan's eyebrows rocket up and he grins, "Interesting." He looks back to Siwa, "My pardon Siwa, but I think I have a new project to tend too. On your travels. If you happen to see Bredan can you ask him to come to my forge the day after tomorrow? In the morning if he can. I think he's earned something. Finally." He nods. then hums, "And Griz too maybe. That repaired knife of his well it might need to be replaced." He bows to Siwa, "If you could at any rate dear girl."

@Searat@Aristocles
Seung Bik


Brother Bik looked over the group then to the Airbender, Haoran Li if he remembered the letter he had been sent before being told to report here. It's interesting to see, he hadn't known who would be on the team, but since he joined he'd heard of the Li family. Members of the Lotus for who knows how many generations at this time, and Haoran being the most recent addition from the family. He bows in greeting then climbing up onto the sky bison.

With a grin Bik pats the saddle then reached over and runs a hand over the fur of the great creatures back, "Amazing." And soon out comes a small notebook as he jotes down his observations, "An Air Bison, since the full return of the Air Nomads, one can see them alot more often. But to be up close. I spend too much time at the Academy, they are a rarity there you see." He nods to the group.

Bik hums curiously, observing and trying to memorize faces, he's barely been a member of the Lotus for a year. Everything is still new to him as well. He'd never been called for missions before. Let alone on the all important mission to find the Avatar. As they took flight he hummed and coughed, "So, it's a pleasure to meet you all. And I look forward to working with you all on this adventure we're all going on. I'm sure between us and the other teams out there we'll be able to locate our new avatar. We're all White Lotus we can do this together. I'll do my best to be of use."
Lex put his phone down on the small island between the driver seat and passenger seat. He grit his teeth as he swerved through traffic, "Mr. Tseng...and the Boss..." He looks up at the copter in time to see the Manaward burst into brillance around the chopper, "Man thinks of everything." Wasteland let out a baying howl, not like Darkstar would be able to hear her, but Wasteland salute the alpha of the pack. At the same time Lex leaned out as he saw Rufus Shinra himself lean out. He gave him a thumbs up in admiration.

Soon enough Lex's attention is back on the chase. His lips split in a large grin as he races through traffic. With the head start he's actually slightly happy he can see the two bikes up ahead. Reaching down Lex shifts the jeep into All Wheel Drive. And mounts the median of the highway. Then down onto the otherside of traffic driving in on coming traffic. Vehicles dodging out of the way of the big up armored jeep as he races along for abit. Done mostly to avoid a thick knot of traffic in the other lanes. Soon though he mounts the median again and is back in normal traffic having ate up a few meters on the bikes ahead of him.

With a glare Lex uses the big jeeps profile to nudge a smaller vehicle out of the way just a little, not enough to send it careening out of the way. The driver laid on the horn, for about 5 seconds before he saw the huge jeep roll by, the ShinRa logo on the side and the big grinning, sharp toothed canine glaring at him. Lex chuckled, "Good girl Waste!" He weaved by another jeep, then settled in, reaching down and bringing his Winchester out again. It'd be a helluva a thing...he held his arm out the window, waited just abit before...bang! He fires, adding his own shots to the VPs, his own rounds winging along, to the sides and around the drivers, trying to throw off their balance, "Come on damn it. Stop already...where the hell are we going anyway?"
Mistihkoman sets the shot glass down, then the one man pushes his glass over. Mistihkoman chuckles then downs the second glass, coughing at the bite of the drink, "Ah...I am glad to help." He nods then watches as everyone begins to move upstairs. He takes a moment wondering if it's a good thing to stick around, looking over at the doors to the saloon. Then back up to the balcony. But as his kokum told him once, "You don't leave your pemikahan to dry out."

So as others head up the stairs there is a thump, step, thump, step. And Mistihkoman joins them, dragging Logan behind him, "We still need to do something about this poh'ki at some time." He drops Logan by the stairs and walks up to the rest of the group and this Mr. Grainger, "The owner of this place? Hmmm do we owe you an apology?" He smiles a little, not meaning a word of it, as he's not sorry for what happened. Looking down at the one man who he had slit the back of his legs open and Logan behind them.

Jordan Quinn


Jordan smiled broadly and looked between his two new teammates, he wouldn't call them quite friends yet, but teammates and compatriots works. He reaches out and places his hand with Henry's and gives it a firm shaking, "I like the sound of that. Between us three we ought to do great." He looked to Oscar, "What do you think? I think we've got this covered." He claps a hand on Oscar's arm and nods to him.

It's just then that Jordan's phone starts to rattle and beep. He blinks and whips it out, it's an alarm, that classes are going to start any second, "Oh crap! We're gonna be late for homeroom!" He unsummons La Longue Carabine, "Crap crap crap, hey we got some time. See you guys in class!" HE races off shouting something about, "I forgot my book bag back at my room!"

Oli Cinter


Having reported to the director that their three guards had said yes to the mission and making sure Johnny is okay. Oli had started back towards the gym and his first class of the day with some of the other students. He'd see the class the guards are in later. As he's going he jumps aside as Jordan comes racing out of the gym and making for the dorms, "Be careful you crazy man! If your homeroom says you're late just tell them you have an excuse and tell them to come to me!" He enters the gym to see Oscar and Henry, "Oi! You two! Git! I have a class of Firsties coming in shortly and I need the gym." He makes shooing motions getting the pair moving. As he gets them out the door and starting down the hall he calls after them, "Stay safe. And you'll get your call to get to your positions later." He then throws both doors open as a bunch of first year students come thundering towards the gym. oli can be heard calling out, "You give me 5 laps jogging, then 2 laps sprinting before you even dare get to the center of the gym! You move!" Followed by a laugh and Oli racing past the door leading the pack.

@dragonpiece@Th3King0fChaos
Koglan sat and drank his sweet water while Siwa ate. He watched her and nodded slowly, "Remember Siwa if you grow hungry my hut and forge are open to you. Come by any time you wish. Ignore any looks any of the other goblins give you. You are always welcome here." He took another drink and stood as Siwa began to leave. Her question though was something he had felt coming.

For a moment Koglan thinks, "It will be a long time before your son can even work the metal that a smith is known for using. From the start he will be fetching me tools, I will teach them about the fire, about how metal reacts to it, of how to properly handle the billows and the forge. For months he will spend time here everyday watching and fetching tools. Then after months learning how to smith the essentials of a tribe. Things like nails, shovel heads and utensils. He will have spent atleast 8 months in the forge doing those small jobs as an apprentice before his master, myself, would give him the job of creating his journeyman project, which is to forge his own tools, tools that he will use throughout his journeymanship, where he will learn how to forge weapons, small blades and arrowheads and armors. And finally after another 8 months, I as his mentor will give him the job of creating his masterwork, creating a weapon, or a piece of armor that will solidify his style and his name as a master smith."

He nods, "Through out all of this there will always be time for you to come and visit him. In fact I fully expect you to come and teach him about life in the tribe. For is that not the job of the mother? I can teach him the ways of the smith. But I was taught the ways of the tribe by my mother." He chuckles, "He will be my son and apprentice, but he will also be your son still. I cannot take that away from you Siwa." He nods and smiles, "I have spoken on this. You may still come and go after the birth to see our son. Yes." He nods, "Is this to your liking Siwa?"

@Aristocles
I'm fine with Discord, would give me even more reason to keep it open. I have a tendency to forget about it even then. But yeah sure.
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