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I see you like stalking too eh? Just know that while you're reading this, I'm reading all your posts from 5 months ago and silently judging your taste. Ha Ha. Or not.
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>WISE ONE: This is your test of faith. Summon the will power to overcome the pain.
@Mae Oops. Totally forgot about the drug.
>WISE ONE: The lord is pleased. Dress yourself in orange peel and bathe in their juice in order to accept his blessings to take your place as his priestess. May the swarm be with you.
@Mae @Iktomi @Kimi @Brasslazer
In the end, nothing really happened. Even though Jagred dreaded a fight, he couldn’t help feeling a pang of disappointment at the anti-climactic ending. However, at least something good came out of the whole deal. The stranger that Acron ran into revealed himself to be his future dormmate, Alexander of the Diamond Looking Glass. So this was the Spade that would share his dorm, which led Jagred to briefly wonder who were the other two. Based on their names, they were both girls, and belonged to the Heart caste. For him to share their dorm. How scandalous. But he supposed he would cope. At least he didn’t have to share breathing space with Fitz, or worse, Acron. Their antics were amusing, obviously, but he wasn’t sure he could deal with those on a daily basis.
When Alexander came to retrieve his suitcase, he offered Jagred an invitation to tag along to their suite. Coincidently, it was also what he had been meaning to do for a while. The trip here had been rather draining as the waves did not agree with him much, not to mention the damned breeze. Jagred was not as exhausted as he thought he would be, but all in all, he could use a rest. Or two.
“That would be my pleasure.”-Jagred smiled, easily looming over his dormmate-to-be – “But… if you could excuse me for a minute.”
With that said, he made his way toward Acron with brisk steps, before nudging the shorter man toward waiting Stewards with a gentle push – “Get your ass processed, rab. I suppose a celebration is in short order, considering the first day that we all had to go through.”- This time, his smile stretched into a grin, all teeth and ill humour – “So… I guess I’ll find you guys later. See if you can get some booze.”
Just as Jagred watched Acron went toward the Stewards, he caught sight of Fitzgerald, and more importantly, his new female companion. The relationship between him and the Club had always been a bit on the rough side. He had always found Fitz’s antics amusing but childish, while Fitzgerald must have always thought him a giant hypocrite. Not that he would deny such accusation, still. Regardless, he still found their squabbles hilarious and irritating at the same time.
“See you around, Fitz.”- He waved at them both, his grin promised nothing but trouble. However, as his eyes swept over the girl next to Fitz, he offered her a curt nod before turning to leave.
“Let’s get going, shall we?”- He slung the worn backpack over his shoulder, before turning to Alexander –“You do know where our dorm is, don’t you?”
♦ Jagred Degray • Ace of Diamonds • The Fire Eyes ♦
HP: 10/10 || SA: 10/10 || 192 GP || 0 / 1000 CP
* No Condition *
HP: 10/10 || SA: 10/10 || 192 GP || 0 / 1000 CP
* No Condition *
Prime District Entrance || Going back to the dorm|| Relaxed
In the end, nothing really happened. Even though Jagred dreaded a fight, he couldn’t help feeling a pang of disappointment at the anti-climactic ending. However, at least something good came out of the whole deal. The stranger that Acron ran into revealed himself to be his future dormmate, Alexander of the Diamond Looking Glass. So this was the Spade that would share his dorm, which led Jagred to briefly wonder who were the other two. Based on their names, they were both girls, and belonged to the Heart caste. For him to share their dorm. How scandalous. But he supposed he would cope. At least he didn’t have to share breathing space with Fitz, or worse, Acron. Their antics were amusing, obviously, but he wasn’t sure he could deal with those on a daily basis.
When Alexander came to retrieve his suitcase, he offered Jagred an invitation to tag along to their suite. Coincidently, it was also what he had been meaning to do for a while. The trip here had been rather draining as the waves did not agree with him much, not to mention the damned breeze. Jagred was not as exhausted as he thought he would be, but all in all, he could use a rest. Or two.
“That would be my pleasure.”-Jagred smiled, easily looming over his dormmate-to-be – “But… if you could excuse me for a minute.”
With that said, he made his way toward Acron with brisk steps, before nudging the shorter man toward waiting Stewards with a gentle push – “Get your ass processed, rab. I suppose a celebration is in short order, considering the first day that we all had to go through.”- This time, his smile stretched into a grin, all teeth and ill humour – “So… I guess I’ll find you guys later. See if you can get some booze.”
Just as Jagred watched Acron went toward the Stewards, he caught sight of Fitzgerald, and more importantly, his new female companion. The relationship between him and the Club had always been a bit on the rough side. He had always found Fitz’s antics amusing but childish, while Fitzgerald must have always thought him a giant hypocrite. Not that he would deny such accusation, still. Regardless, he still found their squabbles hilarious and irritating at the same time.
“See you around, Fitz.”- He waved at them both, his grin promised nothing but trouble. However, as his eyes swept over the girl next to Fitz, he offered her a curt nod before turning to leave.
“Let’s get going, shall we?”- He slung the worn backpack over his shoulder, before turning to Alexander –“You do know where our dorm is, don’t you?”
Mhmm, I am thinking of posting again.
>WISE ONE, practice the ancient art of violent stabbing on those oranges.
>Woman, the lord of flies have chosen you. Worship like the lowly scum you are.
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