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[IamanElfCollaborator]

Alith  stumbles into the walker where Kwyk and Camille are, with five mewling kittens plastered to his face.

"Help."

[Twi]

Camille helpfully pulls the kittens off...

Only to glomp them, apparently.

[SomeStupidGuy]

"How'd you even get into this situation, Alith?"

[Vorthon]

^{"Making land battleships and such walking nonsense. People seem to be fond of it forrr some rrreason, if they can get away with it."}

"Amongst the Torikan at least, stuff like this would generally be considered cowardly."

She glances at Alith.

"What.

[Twi]

^{"Cowarrrrdly? Explain, Kwyk. That seems odd."}

Camille speaks calmly whilst petting the horde of kittens.

[OREOSOME]

Lucawolf decides to follow the crowd and also heads into the Walker.
So... what now?

[OREOSOME]

-SNIP-

[SomeStupidGuy]

"Probably something about not running from a fight and all that shit."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Please don't ask."

[OREOSOME]

-SNIP-

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Double post.))

[Vorthon]

^{"Cowarrrrdly? Explain, Kwyk. That seems odd."}

Camille speaks calmly whilst petting the horde of kittens.

"Quite simple, really. When somebody's piloting something like this, they're hiding behind tons of steel, not out on the battlefield cleaving heads. Of course, there's certain situations where hiding behind steel is unavoidable..."

[Spinal_Taper]

Adrian seeks out Camille.

[SomeStupidGuy]

"Called it!"

[Slayerhero90]

Allie comes back in holding a foldable metal bedframe. Building it was took far longer than any wooden crafts. She unfolds it and sets it against the wall.