-As Archer passes by a room on the upper hallway-
-A door opens slightly, and a hand shoots out to wave Caster in-
-The robits spreads out in a horizontal line facing a direction-
-And starts opening fire, their rapport forming a rhythm of gunfire and far-off impacts-
-While wails are heard from that direction, along with screams and panicked shouts of another group-
всегда веренA bit of a cold last note, don't you think?
Of course- I don't know how he spends his time... but- still.
He is likely still confused about why you asked that. Maybe he has become anxious because of your cold exit- feeling like he has done something wrong, rather than it being a simple misunderstanding.
Who is to know?
-Dr.9 finishes her waffles and kicks back a little-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Liman is sitting on the bed, in PJ and looking much like a corpse, what with the messy hair and sunken eyes-
-Though she still manages a small smile and a nod when Caster comes in-
...Hello, Caster.
-While Lena is wringing a wet towel into a basin, and nods as well-
Thank you for coming.
всегда веренThen clear the air of what he has done wrong- he might be agonizing over what he did or did not do.
My relation with Diane was one where I was given clear-cut criticism.
Here- I was able to apologize more effectively, and understand where I had gone wrong so I was unlikely to do it again.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postWell- he's not my Master, but if I were to wager- he's currently in his room.
Perhaps writing a dual-purpose love and apology poem. Though I'm sure he wouldn't want that spoiled, if he's putting so much effort into such a thing.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Far off in the distance, amidst the branches and trees-
-Archer and Gen can see pale monks in tatters and shawls, faceless as they are— futilely trying to move towards where the gunfire is coming from before getting shot up as they walk closer-
-While behind them, men in modern-ish exo-skeleton and hoodies in dark blue are hastily beating a retreat in the other way-
-A bits and parts melted off along with parts of the landscapes nearby-
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всегда верен-From the small red star, which slowly returns to a very bright red, the red spreads out like ink in water through the inky darkness-
-Restoring the color slowly and partially-
-Meanwhile, colour returns to Liman's complexion, and her eyes starts to look a tad bit healthier-
-Watches, hanging a towel to dry-
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-it just now crossed her mind that she should have asked Caster-
-nice going Fen 10/10-
-checks Caster's room-
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