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[Thirds] I feel like an asshole. Rue looks like I stole her puppy. Bit of soft shoulder peeks out from the blanket. Almost can see her sweet lil tits. Been months since Cinch. "You have good dreams here. Weird, but good." I open a window to keep t…
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[Thirds] Feel tense. But tired. Rise and look at the water. Could still dive into the blackness. Too cold now. But yeah, I think to run. Instead, I do a handstand. Couple push ups. Work it into a somersault into the sunroof. Dark inside. I wonder …
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[Thirds] "Comfy bunks." I nod agreeably. Yawn, stretch shameless like a cat. Then I catch her look. Like I'm a giant can of peaches. Oh. OH. Oh. I hear Rue's pretty good. I bite my lips. Look sheepish. I feel heat on my ears. Probably red eno…
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[Thirds] Rue and Prim? Huh. Kay. "It's no small thing to decide where to live." Big sentence, there. I suddenly want to throw myself off the Bago and dive into the water. Been sitting too long. Talking a lot. Telling a lot. I look out into the woo…
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[Thirds] Starting to get cold. "Exploring is fun. Profit or no." I thump the Bago. Fist on steel, soft, twice. "Like this anom." I look at Rue. Back to the stars and clouds. "What's your fun?" She's asking an awful lot of questions. I fold my hand…
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[Thirds] I nod, agreeing. "I like dancing. Um. Moving in the Ruins. Kinda like dancing. But different with music." Rue's looking at me funny. What's she up to? [OOC: Spending 1/3 hold, what do you intend to do, Rue?]
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[OOC: Read a person, roll+sharp, marking XP] (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 1, 6. Total: 10)
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[Thirds] I shake my head, frown. "I know those record things. CDs. Ipp odds. I can whistle nice." I lean back on my elbows. "Seen drums, guitars." I bite my thumbnail, thinking back back. Tiny distant smile of the memory. "I knew a girl had a cordi…
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[Thirds] I stare off at the stars. "Lost count. Years? Least three or four winters. Blurs together some." I stretch big. It's been a long day and it's late. Yawn. She scooted a little closer to look at the whatever. Wait. About a half-hour-hour wa…
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[Thirds] Damn, girl likes her peaches. Way she eat it makes me wonder if Rue's any good. But she's a different kind of dangerous. I wonder 'bout Amy, think of times with Cinch. Not Matilda, not like that. Yeah, Harrow's cute, but. So's a sleeping b…
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[Thirds] Of course she wants more peaches. She probably already knows I've got 'em anyway. "You think? I mean with Amy." I knew she's tough when we've gone scavving tohether. "Her first fresh one, I think. Also Bar spooked her when he run off." I…
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[Thirds] I shake my head no. Two brothers? And Rue thinks she's dangerous? Wanted to push her in the lake. Doesn't seem like fun any more. Seems more stupid and dangerous. "Want more peaches?" Changing the subject.
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[Thirds] I sit next to her, feet in space. I take the peaches, drink the juice. Damn good. Sweet. "I hear she's a bitch. Vicious. Protects her bro." I look at Rue, then away. "I hear she's. Um. Good." I'm glad it's dark. Feel a little heat on my e…
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[Thirds] "Oh no you don't, you!" I was only gone for a minute! I haul up that ladder. Looking up at the bottom of a Bago in the sky. A bit of vertigo, I feel like I'm going down. Shake it off. Go go. I hope she didn't find the rest of my peaches.
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[Thirds] "Ayup, Rue!" There's the thump thump thump of my bare feet on the Bago roof. I jump off into space, whirling my arms, laughing. There's a good three seconds of free fall. I watch the lake water coming up. Faster than you think. I come h…
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[Thirds] Not so keen to split up in the dark. Specially with anoms and Bar unaccounted for. But it's a good plan. "Balls had any shells?" I ask hopefully. I look at Amy, confident. "Let's do it." Get us back to Monroe.
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[Thirds] I nod, yup. Man always can speechify, even with his lungs hanging out. I indicate Ratpack's body. "Bar. He's gone now." "You wanna travois, Clarity?" See, Rue? I know words.
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[Thirds] I guess I'm doing it right. She's nice to hold. But what the fuck, Bar dropped Ratpack? "You're okay." I tell her. Is that right? I take a step back. I wish Cinch was here. She'd know just what kindness to do. Shit, Clarity probably in no …
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[Thirds] Shit! Oh, good- She's just scared. I slow down, hands open. "Amy, Amy." Take her hands in mine. "Yeah, he shot at Rue and Clarity." I'll walk slow to pull her to turn away. I don't know what quite to do. Talk soft, like to a kid? "We gonn…
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I think we need to do end-of-session character and then guild improvement, then we can roll forward with start-of-session jobs with Skinner? Maybe some cult stuff?
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[Vauri] I loop my arm in hers, the hidden pocket holding the invitation between us. I match her grin, toss my head with mock defiance. "Far be it from me to upset the hostess of La Belle Feuille!" I'm a little struck. "How long have you... No, no, …
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[Vauri] I snort and roll my eyes. I don't believe her for a half second. This is a real kindness. And she knows I'd share. That I'd want to share it with her. "Now any old tea house seems rather pedestrian. I hesitate to suggest, lest you have some…
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[Vauri] I... She... My mouth falls open. There's a shine of moisture in my eyes, and I rush into a tight embrace with Volette, my dear Volette. Then I pull back, laughing with her, "It's brilliant. I had no idea, you devious sneaky little devil!"…
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[Thirds] I'm leaned in and a step towards Balls when the shots go off. I blink at the sudden splash of color in the dusk. I look to Clarity. Really not used to someone being faster than me. Disarming Balls gonna be easier now. "Disarmed," I whi…
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[OOC:Rolling to help, Roll+Hx] (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 5, 3. Total: 9)
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[Thirds] Shit. One motion, I'm diving out the tree, roll. Come up running with the sawedoff. Cover Clarity, let off a few blasts. Hope it's not Bar. Whistle sharp to Rue so she knows me. Still moving, forearms up to cover my face. Twigs and leave…
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[Thirds] Huh. Really? I undo the strap on the sawedoff holster. Tense, get ready to move.
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[Vauri] Oh! That's easy. Cavelle's shop is haunted. Proper haunted, and poor Chime never did get along with his Aunt. Cavelle said it was something about her will that she gets to still inhabit the business; you'd have to ask Frog or a barrister ab…
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[Vauri] My voice is reassuring, sibilant, gentle. "The Red Sashes are your past. The Well of Eyes is your future. Follow, serve, obey." Perhaps I should arrange with Claude to do some face work for the cult. I'm enjoying this. If Volette could see …
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[Vauri] I smile back at her, playfully. I wonder if it's business, or personal. Maybe she has a new sweetheart. Or another "beneficial friend." I steal a peek at her pupils, just checking. "I'm on pins and needles. I have news for us, dear devil ch…