"You do that." he takes a sip.
всегда верен"You stealing my lines now?"
"Laura."
"I'm Moya. Don't worry, I know about the Destroyer. That's what you're talking about, right?"
She says her name is Oriana. She's mostly just kept to herself.
Maybe.
-shrugs- It was more of a legitimate question.
-John Grant makes his way out of the kitchen, and up to the roof-
-get some fresh air, for that extra dose of laptop-working-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postAh—huh, okay.
So uh... Were you always huge?
-boi's writing and not bothering to give eye contact-
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!"In that case, yeah."
"It lies. It killed millions on my home world, and it's responsible for the destruction of countless others. It eats planets."
"...Where I come from I'm short..."
You too?
-okay now you got his attention-
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!I know that.
I'm staying out of it. More trouble than it's worth.
"Yup...my roommate is 6-foot."
"...You said you've dealt with one before?"
-nods- Presumably that- hostage situation and such.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postHuh.
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!He looks at Michael, raising an eyebrow as he set his mug down. "I'm here looking for someone."
The way he looks at Michael is—odd. Its as if he's examining Michael slowly, looking over him as he takes a sip from his mug. "Who might you be?"
всегда верен"Yup..."
"That got...complicated."
Michael Tapferin.
I'm an officer of Gjallarhorn's Inspection Bureau.
...I wouldn't mind asking who you are as well.
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Spelunking through a Halo Ring is something else...Complicated?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post"Lars. An enlisted man from—an army in my home." He takes another sip. "Nice to meet you, Michael."
всегда верен-Nods- The Calamity from the Skies. It's dead now, mostly.
So are most humans, but we're rebuilding.
"...How'd you kill it?"
"I barely know anything about it, really."
"Ah—a sibling of mine. A younger one, to be exact."
"We were...together, traveling. And we were separated—so, I'm looking for her. Though...she worries me, you see. She have...a propensity to be drawn into danger and trouble."
всегда веренSucks for us shorties.
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LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!-nods- I see... well- hopefully things will turn out al right.
Whilst you two natter- I'm going to look over this sword. -Aelfi grabs the sword that Duke gave to the two, to study-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post
Kicking buttocks?
Chewing bubblegum?
-nods- Aye.
Well- anyway- I'm going to move my post. Need a change of scenery.
-closes his laptop-
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