-erin is at the kitchen table, looking the same as she did yesterday, head down and arms crossed on front of her. odd whisps of shadow undulate and come off of her, like fog off of a lake in the morning-
[forum cryptid: it/it's]-Of note, Michelle seems to have not left the library for now-
"If you have any beefs with Santa, do remember to SETTLE IT IN SMASH!" Quote by EdveedEmily stands up. " I'm going to storage."
The measure of a man is not his courage, but rather the size of his gun.-Kit enters the library.-
Hello, captain.
-Myra is still eating bacon after all these hours-
I love you, Krillin!! -struggling to breathe- I love you as well, honey..-Michelle seems to be seated upon a chair for now, reading a book, though still troubled with the losses, before taking a look-
Oh? Someone is here?
"If you have any beefs with Santa, do remember to SETTLE IT IN SMASH!" Quote by Edveed[is slowly feeding Snowy and Cam]
...what about you two?
[looks down at them]
Kayas has found a spot in the living room on the floor, an inkbrush in his hand, drawing something on his arms.
Fish are friends, not food. But seafood paella, now that is a totally different story....well...I just hope...I hope you two are able to come with me...
...
[sits up, petting Snowy and Cam, and goes to leave]
-erin takes one look at myra, says nothing and exits. through the floor-
[forum cryptid: it/it's]-Myra walks to her quarters and feeds Lucifer-
I love you, Krillin!! -struggling to breathe- I love you as well, honey..[heads into the main room]
Oh, hey, Kayas...
Kayas looks up from his work at Joanna, then proceeds to cap his brush and shake his arm while standing up. He has a dull, lifeless look in his eyes, but a sad smile peeks through, trying to be convincing.
"Hey Joanna. You want some comfort?"
Fish are friends, not food. But seafood paella, now that is a totally different story.I...I'm good...
[sits down beside him]
...so.
Kayas carefully sits beside her, tracing the patterns he'd made with the ink on his arms.
"So......this is reality."
Fish are friends, not food. But seafood paella, now that is a totally different story.Emily is in storage, sitting cross-legged on the floor. On the ground in front of her is her SOL, taken apart.
The measure of a man is not his courage, but rather the size of his gun.-The smell of burning can be heard from Myra's quarters-
I love you, Krillin!! -struggling to breathe- I love you as well, honey..Kayas sniffs the air.
"Is someone burning incense, or did Lucifer escape?"
Fish are friends, not food. But seafood paella, now that is a totally different story.-Myra can be seen carrying the scraps of her weapons-
I love you, Krillin!! -struggling to breathe- I love you as well, honey..-there's a shift as the companion slowly descends into the forest below, gently landing in the emptiest patch of land available-
[forum cryptid: it/it's]-Myra goes to top deck-
Well at least I don't have to worry about the law anymore.
I love you, Krillin!! -struggling to breathe- I love you as well, honey..-Lady Konk is out on top deck, staring at the sky and the trees of the forest-
-Lady Aggro is on the phone in Konk's room-
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Jean wakes up. "..."
-Desmond is on the top deck, looking at the sky-
"Thanks for the lesson. But I don't need you to tell me who I am."
Present Alexa walks into the kitchen, wearing a black t-shirt with the TaToBa Combo symbol◊ printed in the center of the chest, and dark blue pajama pants with white socks and black slippers. She looks like she's still upset over the loss of Teddy as she makes herself a chicken biscuit and sits at the table.
"Never let anyone tell you that something is impossible." - Monty Oum, 1981-2015