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[Vorthon]

"Probably"

*Tosses Clay's blunderbluss to him*

"He probably mentioned he'd be 'only borderline sentient' if did end up in a relationship, didn't he? That's just hyperbole. He'd still be fully sentient, but he'd do whatever his partner suggested, no matter how self-destructive. He's prone to hyperbole when he's in this kind of mood."

[Tellemurius]

"Suggestive or commanded?"

[Vorthon]

"Suggestive or commanded?"

"A little from column A, a little from column B."

[Taricus]

"Guess that what he means about sentience. he just wants to think for himself, I guess"

"Clay, if you could make a tiny shard of metal explode with the force of a normal sized round, wouldn't you do so?"

[Tellemurius]

*sigh*
"Whats with oppressive races, always at least one in any dimension"
*Looks at Taric*
"I would make it as the same size as the normal round"

[Taricus]

"Then that would be wasteful against anything smaller than a tank"

[Tellemurius]

"I am ready for anything"

[Something Evil]

((I gotta work on making some item orders so I won't be posting for a while.))

"Um..."

*Amy goes back to Crystal, taking her hands in her own.*
A: "Listen. You don't need to worry about me. We're gonna just go in, look around and get back safe and sound. No mess. I've been in tougher spots before and I'm still in one piece. Well, mostly."
*She takes an SMG from her pack, gives Crystal a hug and a goodbye peck on the neck and goes to Clay's shop, rather ignoring a large ranting snowleopard.*
A: "Okay. I'm ready. This is just a recon run, right? No fighting. We're not doing a blind attack on anything. If things go south, we run away."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal shuffles around a little then sits down by a wall*

[Tellemurius]

"Sure, you will be first to leave if shit starts going down if you prefer that."

[Taricus]

"Just recon, nothing trying to kill you. if it even stays around for that long"

[Vorthon]

*Nysa glares at clay.*

"Who are you to judge another culture with only minimal knowledge about it?"

*She turns to Taric*

"I guess that's that he meant."
((Out till tommorow.))

[Tellemurius]

*stares back at the leering Nysa*
"The fact i had to intervene in many battles stalling any genocides tells me"

[Ochita]

*Kanji exits Ochita's house. He randomly wanders around.*

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal is still sitting on the floor by the workshop*