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Rags' arm and thigh muscles were aching from gripping the bird so tight for so long, but as it gave up on fight back and collapsed, the savage girl, covered from head to toe in blood, smiled, and looked over to Seig. "We eat bird! I get ed...ed-bull parts!" she declared cheerfully, before looking over to Kryss and the two other boys, one of whom she recognised as the boy who'd been helping her to fight, and frowned. Something was not right. She couldn't see the wings or the blood from where she was, but the distress on the face of both of them was worrying. She stood up, still standing on the neck of the bird, and yelled out to them. "Hey! You ok?"

Rags looked down the path along the wall, and reasoned that the platform down there was likely where she would pick the trail back up, but before Rags could go down there, she wanted her friends to be happy, healthy and well-fed. And that would mean cooking this bird. First she needed a fire. Luckily, there was a tree on the platform they had just come from, and the wood had been dry. Rags began to climb the platform rather fast but noticed, as she did so, she was starting to feel sick. Every fibre of her being was screaming at her to stop ascending, and Rags was then type to listen when her body told her something, so she descended again. Rags would have no problem eating the bird meat raw, but the other three, who lived in houses with adults, most likely would like the meat to be cooked. Rags would discuss the matter of food to them later.

@liferusher@AtomicNut@FlitterFaux@Zelosse
I think I might retire Rebecca and just focus on Eilidh now Evil's gone, tbh.
@Crossfire@iTem@superservo27

The creature behind the desk was a very large, blue humanoid with fangs and some kind of thin shell or exoskeleton instead of ordinary skin. They would have looked intimidating but for the goofy-looking goggles they were wearing, covered with magnifying lenses, and their poor, shabby clothing that most of the stall owners here were wearing. One of their arms was robotic, but with no casing. The hydraulics and pipes were on full display.

Qoorb was currently soldering an FTL catalyst that looked in pretty bad shape. SAL and Koren would both see this component and the state it was in and realise that it was by all accounts a total write off. Something insalvageable that would need to be replaced. Junk. But here this alien was. Refusing to give up on it, trying to fix it, despite the obvious dents and damage. The creature looked up from their work, turned off the soldering tool, and lifted their goggles to reveal red eyes that only made them look more intimidating. However, when they spoke, they spoke with a timid, feminine-sounding voice, and answered with heavily accented broken English.

"Yes, I have. I have. Please. Look. Look."

SAL would have spotted several of the components he asked for hanging from the walls and ceiling of the store. In fact, they were the reason he stopped. Qoorb retrieved the Atom Flux and burn regulators, then dropped down out of view for a few seconds, returning with a rusty tin box full of various sizes of transmission and fuel piping. He would take one out, weigh it in his hand, then put it back. SAL would notice that despite the jumble of pipes, he never took the same one twice. Eventually he took one out, was satisfied, and placed it with the rest of the order. Finally he turned his back on them and disappeared into his stall. He returned with the ugliest 50-grade coolant tank they'd ever seen. It's surface betrayed that it had once been heavily dented and had been restored by hand, and it had traces of dark grey paint from when it was once new, but all but a few specs remained on its bare, metal exterior.

"How much you pay?" Qoorb asked in a tone that made it very clear that the stall owner was going to haggle.


When Eilidh saw that everything was taken care of, she began to relax, glad she she hadn't needed to get involved, and to therefore test the control of her bloodlust. She was almost immediately punished for her leniency when the leader took a Harpy hostage. Eilidh was too scared to even draw her bow in case the Brigand saw her and harmed his hostage. She just watched from afar with gritted teeth, and watched the situation unfold. It was touch and go but this new Monster Girl was good. The Minotaur secured the hostage and the new girl was now grabbing the leader by the throat, following a successful disarming with Ditzy's help. Eilidh decided that now was the time that she could actually make a difference, and cantered up behind Titanica.

"I know how much you want to kill him right now," she addressed the scaled woman. "But that's not how we do things here. He's our prisoner and he's unarmed. We have cells in the guildhouse for this kind of degenerate to rot in."

@PaulHaynek@Restalaan@Lmpkio@The Irish Tree






Rebecca watched Lily start to leave, and turned to Yang and Maria. She trusted Yang to perform the funeral rites, and besides, she did not wish to reveal that she was also a priestess in front of these guards as that would really be tempting fate. "Yang, Maria. I would like to join you in laying this woman to rest, but I cannot leave Lily unsupervised. We shall meet you back at the guild building."

Rebecca quickly ran after Lily, and eventually caught up to her, making sure that her disguise was still intact when she stopped running. "It is your family's place and not mine to teach and enforce your morals, so I shall bite down the great many things I wish to say to you, and I will instead ask this; Are you not in the least bit curious as to how this whole business does not add up?"

@Eviledd1984@Restalaan
This fight's getting a bit busy and confusing. Can somebody break it down?
I'll post tomorrow
It's ok now, as the arcs are over/getting interesting. But yeah, I was not having fun.


Eilidh wasn't out of breath at all, but her face had just as much red in it after Neil's question. "Mo! Absolutely not!...Most of the time. Centaurs can keep themselves under control, barring three circumstances. One, when we're on a post-battle adrenaline rush. Two, when we're drunk. And three, when we're ridden by a man. Most of the civilized monster races are either in control until provoked, or have tricks to keep themselves under control."

When Eilidh heard the roar in the distance, her ears pricked up and she drew her sword. That wasn't too far from the guildhouse! Eilidh ran with the others, not wanting to leave them behind in case there were enemies nearby. She reached the scene, and saw a massive scaled monster girl fighting a group of brigands. The girl wasn't a dragon. Eilidh knew a dragon when she saw one, and this was something else; something she'd never seen before. She had heard terrifying stories of creatures who resided in the island of Zipangu that fit this description, however, and that made her hope she was on their side.

Eilidh raised her sword, let out her war cry, and charged towards the bandits.

@PaulHaynek@Restalaan@Lmpkio






Rebecca eyed the body of the old woman. Well, that put paid to the idea that she was a ghost. Even so, this just raised more questions. That's when she spotted the Order guards. And worse; she recognized one of them. They'd definitely recognize her. She pushed the scarves higher up on her face, and hung back. Hopefully, none of the guards would look too closely. This did give her some time to think, however. Why had a living old woman wished to marry a dead man in a derelict church with no ceremony? Did she not know he was dead? And why had she been killed? Was it an assailant, or was it that the guards were not investigating, but in fact had been the ones to kill the woman in the first place? Rebecca doubted that, unless Varjan mindsets has taken hold of her home too, but she couldn't rule it out. If not, why had she been killed? Was the idea to have the ceremony in an abandoned and ignored ruin with no ceremony because she knew she was in danger and wished not to attract attention?

@PaulHaynek@Eviledd1984@Restalaan


Koizumi Seiko


Seiko was announced as first, and grinned. As he leapt onto the stage with the energy and prescence of an absolute Diva, he took the mic off the stand. "I already know my song. Number 274! Choose it for me!" he declared, as he gestured to one of his teammates and then to the karaoke machine. Before they'd even got up, he had turned away and was facing the audience. "How are we doing? Are we ready for a performance from the Karaoke Diva of Komei Academy?!" His own team were responding with cheers, which created at atmosphere more like a concert than a contest. Even some of Asahi's team found themselves feeling it, though they wouldn't dare cheer.

The song came on (www.youtube.com/watch?v=HuoOEry-Yc4), and Seiko didn't just sing incredibly well, he also danced, and gave off the aura of not a singer, or a dancer, but a performer, and a performer who loved to perform. When he was finished, there were cheers from his side, who'd almost forgotten that this had ever been a contest. Seiko put the mic back on the stand, then turned and winked at Tomoe as he vacated the stage.

@Lucius Cypher@liferusher






Mako Akane


Mako smiled at Jean-luc as he entered the room. Even looking at him and thinking would could have been, she had no regrets on her choice. But now. Now was different. She'd had her fun, lived her dreams, and now had as steady a career as she was likely going to get. Plus she was thirty-eight and the clock was ticking. If he asked again, this time she wouldn't have to think about it. She studied him as he approached. He'd been very attractive when they were young, but attractive guys weren't a rare breed. To have matured so well, and to be so ruggedly handsome to the point where she swore he has improved with age. That was less common. Even so, looks alone didn't mean anything if they weren't charming and a bit of a bad boy. Put simply, Jean-luc was her type.

"Oh, you haven't kept me waiting at all. It's nice to find time to relax," she answered with a handwave, before grinning at him while he looked at her with a rather more serious expression on his face. She was just thinking about how she prided herself on her composure and self-confidence since they last met, when he hit her with another compliment. This one didn't pierce her defences, but it made some cracks. A hint of color rose to her cheeks and she chuckled, before opening her eyes and looking right at him, smiling. She still had that cheeky, foxish look in her eye but she still appeared to be taking things more seriously now. "It could be that my hair's grown, among other things. You've also grown more handsome, in my opinion. You really pull off that 'rugged boss you wish would make you stay behind' look." Though Mako was clearly flirting, it didn't feel desperate. She was calm as a flat sea. It felt more like she was putting the ball back in his court, and trying to make him blush a little too.

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