Print

Please login or register.
1 Hour 1 Day 1 Week 1 Month Forever
Login with username, password and session length

[piratejoe]

"A clothing store and then a shoe store,you should have more then rags to wear,also if we have money leftover after that probably a diner to eat or something."

[Chevaleresse]

"Okay, lead the way."

[piratejoe]

"Okay,i'll try to find someplace to shop at." After a few minutes of wandering about the two enter a small clothing store,the bell chiming as they enter,its a okay day from the looks of things as there are about seven or so other people shopping. "Is this place good?" Freydis asked.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Feels warm out today.

[kj1225]

"Listen to me, but this is just putting us all in danger. This woman has bosses who are waiting for her response. Bosses who will check what has happened when she doesn't."

"And? Are you saying that we should just... let her go?"
Kyle looks slightly indignant. And ignores Felix.

[Akroma]

"After some...treatment."

[kj1225]

Kyle scowls and waits for her to elaborate.

[TCM]

By this time, Ether has returned to the Farm, and has come across Kyle and Illyana in the shed.

"What is going on?"

[Akroma]

"I could delete her memories..and make false ones. Have the truck explode and kill us all. If we are all dead, they won't come for us again, will they?"

[Projeck37]

Elizabeth shrugs, noncommittally.

[kj1225]

"And what happens when she gets into one of those anti-magic fields? And what if they didn't want us specifically, like, they just wanted us gone?"

[AbstractTraitorHero]

You know what I hate more then probably anything? When people gesture at me I can't tell what their doing or their intention I find this mostly happens because people forget more then anything but it's still kinda frustrating.

[SOLDIER First]

((How would she know Elizabeth was gesturing if she couldn't see it?))

[Chevaleresse]

Aurora walks into the shop, a little wide-eyed about having the money to buy whatever she wants. "Yeah, this is more than fine."

Her ragged look seems to be drawing a suspicious glare from the shopkeeper, however.
Caderyn, having gathered enough firewood and other miscellaneous kindling for a small pyre, starts about the grisly work of cleaning up the two dead agents, hauling the bisected one in a wheelbarrow. It's unpleasant, surely, but the sight of death doesn't seem to bother her as much as one might think it would.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Elizabeth shrugs, noncommittally.

Raleigh goes over to sit next to her, then.