-nods- I think that'll be easy enough, right Aelfi?
Sure- magic doesn't change too much, I think. I might need time to properly meditate over it, since you can't really just expect all the answers to be given at a glance.
-tip tap go the keys on the laptop that the social media expert, John Grant, continues to use in the kitchen-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postJohn, you have a person opening the door to the kitchen—a rather tall, man with rather particular features
◊ wearing a military uniform and heavy winter gear. On entering, he takes off his cap and scarf, hanging it on the hanger as he looks around.
edited 22nd Apr '17 11:36:44 AM by f1r3lemon
всегда верен-looks up at the entering party- You on leave or something?
Oh don't worry- we're not going to do that. The worst we'd do is put it in a museum.
I do not relish the times we may be called upon to go find relics or artifacts. I can already hear it. "This belongs in a museum"
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post(Wait a second...)
(Michael checks to see if the phone call he's apparently intercepting has another active phone somewhere else
Or, in other words, he's checking if he's the one who accidentally called her.)
edited 22nd Apr '17 11:37:26 AM by G2BattleConvoy
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human.""Ah, you can—say that. And I'm looking for....someone, as well.", he replied as he stretches while he walked to the table, shifting through the kitchen looking for a mug.
You can't quite place it, but something on how he looks at you feels—off. As do how he speaks—even when he turns his back on him, John may be able to feel this man still watching him.
всегда веренWhat-? No- no- archaeology is the main thing I want to do.
I don't care much for it.
-he doesn't seem too fazed, just finishing off his coffee-
Mugs are in that top cupboard on the left there.
Anyways- who're you looking for? I've only been here like- a day. But I could've seen them.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post"Ah, thank you—and...a sibling of mine. Younger—one, to be exact. Looks—", as he points to himself while grabbing a mug. "Just-like-me. White haired, military uniform, with rather...pointed ears. Ah-red eyes, as well."
"She have had a habit of...wandering around, and it—worries me, you see—especially in an unknown place like this."
всегда верен

...Huh?
(Looks back between the giant and the transmitter)
....Why is her phone ringing?
edited 22nd Apr '17 11:25:03 AM by G2BattleConvoy
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."