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Well, that was a spectacularly unsatisfying ending to that questline. Hopefully that monk won't say anything to anyone about the gremlin and bee that beat him up, and robbed him in front of two witnesses, who will most surely back him up thanks to the fact that it's: true, and nobody would trust monsters...
Momentarily taken aback from the assertion that she was here to start trouble, Alice didn't know how to respond, before she drew to her feet, and stomped over.

Ian called her a monster.

He would get one.

"Listen here, you audacious, ignorant, oblivious, rainbow mockery of sight and sound, so presumptuous to think that I, lying with my back in the water; that I, who walked through the gates; that I, who arrived as aid from Terauchi Temple, would dare to act as spy and infiltrator for the Varjan!?" she shouted with each, purposeful step cracking wood beneath.

"That's to say nothing of your disregard for my royalty! You WILL hear WHATEVER I have to say, you disrespectful, arrogant, obstinate, tie-dye slap in the face of knighthood and chivalry. I AM Alice, First Monarch of Summerheld, Archwitch of the Academy, Queen of the Mushroom Kingdom!" Alice continued, heated, as she crossed her arms, as she concluded:

"AND, I DEMAND TO SPEAK TO THE MANAGER!"
By design, breakfast was meant to be a meal enjoyed in peace; the first moment of the day given a true purpose. For Scarlett, it afforded that rare instance that she didn't have a million thoughts buzzing in her head, and even her Miasmatic Mistress was quiet.

Perhaps, that's why the scene she found herself in rang so dreadfully of a highschool lunchroom with designed cliques of the jocks, preps, goths, and geeks and not the professional lunchroom of a business in the business of saving the world from magical threats and the like.

On any other day, she wouldn't have given enough fucks to the gossip; after all, what is idle prattle for, if not the establishment of the Mean Girls?

Unfortunately, this was not one of those days...

Scarlett was sick; her body was still rejecting what it couldn't take care of. Her DNA and the Makara DNA were dramatically spaced apart, and she was struggling to take care of it over herself. As such, she was operating on a microscopically short fuse, which had blown listening to the Mean Girls gossiping over the mission. Sure, she knew that it would be a topic of conversation, once Lapis hooked up with her clique...

...didn't mean she had the patience for it.

Standing, Scarlett held an iron pot that she created under the table; a gash on her left wrist kitting closed. Almost phantom-like, Scarlett swooshed over to the table that hosted the Mean Girls and some unimportant Belua adorned in gaudy jewels and attire. Speaking no words, she poured a nose-crushingly putrid mixture of bodily waste into the existing bowls, before she puked her breakfast into the pot - slamming it down onto the table.

"I overheard you talking shit, so I thought you were hungry," Scarlett says, before wiping her lips. "Please, enjoy. It's hot and fresh," she offered with a sickening politeness, like a mother offering her home cooking to strangers, as she said, "and made with love."

Before anyone at the table could muster anything to strike back with, Scarlett turned and shuffled off. She needed to find Elaine, and get some antibiotics to bolster her system to help fight off this infection. As she passed her table, she transformed her arms into a spear, and harpooned an apple; looking back, she crunched into it with a wink that one could swear made a *~ding!* sound just to exemplify the signature of an asshole.
@Enkryption
Wow, love the post, it was hilarious reading through the medical files and seeing the resident healer's thoughts on the cast! Really fun storytelling :D


Figured, I'd open with a bang, and try something I've never done. A murder board can tell quite a story by itself. XD

That said, lots to improve and fix, so I'll definitely be doing an overhaul (if only for myself) over the week.
Finally, posted.

You will see that Rallis is blank, and that is because his stats are not correct on his sheet; he has 2 of each star. If it's ever fixed, I will fix his file. Until then, I'm so glad this is done and dusted. Time for some video games...
Nibiria

Interacting with: No-one
Location: Home|| Action: Studying|| Emotion: Pensive

It was early morning, as Nibiria shuffled through the cottage she’d claimed as a homestead, and milled around her office. There was nothing on her calendar; no patients to be seen, no appointments to be made. Everything was scheduled off for the week, because she was on vacation for once.

She needed it. Badly.

Hearth was no normal, sleepy hamlet in the backwoods and nowhere. It was a place of tortuous secrets that had kept her wide awake for almost a week since she’d started to notice things were off about the people she’d been living around for close to a year.

There were dark people with dark secrets; runaways and strays; hunters and hunted; monsters clad in the flesh of mer and in the clothing of men. Pictures were pinned to a white wall; various coloured yarn strung up between them like a colourful web...


As she downed her fourth cup of coffee, the wired alchemist glared at the pictures.

I need the common denominator...” Nibiria says, pouring her fifth cup. “What about this place makes it a beacon to troublesome individuals?

@Mae

BBCode is a demon in design, but you can do some very cool shit with it. Unfortunately, I do a lot of my reading on mobile, because I work 9~10 hours a day, and this site wasn't designed for mobile users, imo.

That aside, I've passed the hell day known as Cinco de Moe's, and I can finally start on my post in earnest after work and, hopefully, have it out by the end of Sunday coming.
Collab with @Polaris North, featuring dialogue from @AzureKnight
@Enkryption hope that helps!


Totally did, actually. I can read it on mobile, now.
@OwO

Okay? I wasn't really expecting pushback in a reasonably simple suggestion.
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