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Total Members Voted: 13

[Atnegam]

((Was there ever any doubt really though?))

[RangerCado]

((I deny you shipping god! For the RNG god is more powerful than ye! ...Albeit, only slightly.))

Emeril decides on loading the Magazine with powerful Ice ammunition, filling the bullets and loading the magazine before sealing it off and taking some white chalk to put a streak across it before loading a normal one and placing the items under her bed.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((That RNG didn't help you in TA, Cado-chan~))
"That's a lot of ammo."

[RangerCado]

"I only have 3 magazines. Dust? Plentiful, and in variety, but out in a fight? I'm fairly limited for hands on ammunition. Panther uses more dust in a single shot than most weapons use over a third of a battle. In a pinch I can restock in combat, but that risks a lot."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Quite inefficient, but I assume it packs a punch?"

[Powder Miner]

Chartre yawned, his fatigue finally really catching up with him in one big wave. "Can we do that a little bit later? I'm not the most durable of people, and... Wow, I'm tired..."

[kj1225]

Indigo takes off his shirt and lays down on his bed not bothering to unpack.

[RangerCado]

"Quite inefficient, but I assume it packs a punch?"

"One normal shot was punching through multiple bots back there. I would say the shots do. Better at large target take downs unless I need to go into the melee."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"You the suspicious type?"

[RangerCado]

"You have to be in a land full of prejudice."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Maeve darkly chuckles.
"Don't we know it."

[RangerCado]

Emeril nods and lies on her bed to sleep. She didn't feel like changing right now.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Maeve's clothes warp into a comfortable pair of night clothes for her to wear. She lies on her bed to read, putting her hat away.

[MrVoid]

Aurum flips her off again, for good measure. He continues eating.

She notices, mouths the word "stop" and motions her head towards a man on stage.  The man in question is grinning like a mad fool, an awkwardly placed top hat sits above his balding head.  His waistcoat is a tangerine and magenta insanity. He is currently speaking with Professor Fae.

[Rolepgeek]

This time, Amber slaps down Aurum's hand.

"Stop that! You'll get us all in trouble! They can kick us out, you know..."