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[Blade Master Model 42]

Seyena winced at the sudden pressure, but that was the last of her worries. He's still not good with heights, it seems. But, I can't indoctrinate everyone to something like this.


"Sorry, it was probably a bad idea to do this to you, I'll go low, if you want." Seyena apologized, ready to direct the pegasus into a steady descent. No diving, as that probably would knock Valor off.

"Don't worry about it. It's fine." Valor croaked, his eyes shut tight. "I'm the one who wanted to come along, after all."

[CrimsonEon]

Olison instantly turned and walked towards the body. Crouching down, he looked the figure over twice before ignoring Gregor's advice and looking under the cover. Olison visibly recoiled, standing up, and stood still for a minute.
: _"..."
Much stiffer in his movements, Olison made his way back to Gregor, this time maintaining a more coherent tone.
: "Gregor. I believe you know who that is, correct?"

[Sirus]

((Oh c'mon, didn't even give me a chance to stop you :/ ))

Gregor nodded.

: "I assume you know as well?"

[CrimsonEon]

((Whups, sorry =\))

Olison sharply exhaled, speaking with a tense calm.
: "The mercenary 'leader' has much amends to make. We are not to let Adrien out of our sights from here until Kesselring. If he does so much as bark a single order or lift his axe, I will detain him myself. Where is he now?"

[Sirus]

Gregor said nothing.

[CrimsonEon]

Olison sharply exhaled again, this time sounding more like an exasperated sigh.
: "Realize that he is a criminal now, and justice will wait until he is brought to the Lady. I will not harm him unless he attempts to flee."
Olison made his way to his horse, preparing to mount up.

[Sirus]

After a moment, Gregor spoke out loud to the group:

: "I need a volunteer to help me carry the stretcher. And someone wake up Daniel; we need to get moving."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"I'll help, if you'd like me to. It's partially my fault anyway."

[Furtuka]

Derick is too busy freaking out and muttering to himself to hear Gregor.

[Sirus]

Gregor nodded to Chris.

: "Alright. If you get tired, be sure to speak up so someone else can trade in."

He then walked over to Charlotte, who seemed a little dazed.

: "Are you okay?"

[freeformschooler]

: "Are you okay?"

: "I'm great. Especially now that I've realized this isn't just a horrible dream."

: "Because I fucking quit."

[Sirus]

Well, that certainly wasn't what he was expecting.

: "You...quit?"

He wondered if a punchline was coming up.

[Praefectus Screptum]

"I doubt she is enjoying the killing party some of us are having..heh..ehe.."

[freeformschooler]

: "Yes. As soon as we get this thing with the Lapis Lazuli settled, I am going to quit and make my own group of mercenaries. Merely being in proximity to this ragtag gang of chronic felons makes me feel like killing and eating an orphan. I'm honestly surprised we haven't done that yet, actually."

: "But the truth of it is? Despite the ridiculously stupid things we've done, I think this whole thing was stacked against us in the first place. Eor's confidence... I don't think we could have found the Lapis. He was one step ahead of us the entire time. Maybe Prixima knew that. All the more reason to start Charlotte's Angels. That's what the group will be called, by the way."

[SeriousConcentrate]

: "...makes me feel like killing and eating an orphan..."

"..."

Chris sighed.

"If you'd like to try, I'm right here."