Mime, I'm fine. Just a headache is all.... a progressively worsening headache at that.... I think I need to go lie down...
0_0 Uh, I appreciate the gesture, Mr. Strife... but I think I'll just go lie down.
-trudges upstairs-
edited 14th Aug '12 2:14:21 PM by Rivux
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean(is in the background, cautiously observing Tarkatans)
(And suddenly, one blonde elf with a bow and arrows and one unnecesarily scantily clad raven-haired girl with a magic staff are in the room)
Ready to-wait a minute...(puts the arrow down)
(looks around, perplexed) Sweetie, are you certain we went the right way?
Uh... Not really sure...(puts an arrow back once he sees Tarkatans)
Hey there. What did I miss?
Okay... You guys have anger management issues. Stay where you are, will ya?
(looks at sign and pouts) Oh great, we're not even in the dungeon.
Wait, what?(checks the sign) Oh(looks reluctantly at Tarkatans). No offense, guys. Given how hideous you all are, I thought you're Daramil's lackeys. Sorry(awkwardly smiles as he puts the arrow down).
(notices Cloud) Oh, hi there. You see, we were on a hunt for one certain dragon and somehow we ended up being here. Not sure if it's her magic - that giant lizard doesn't even seem sentient, for crying out loud - but we'd appreciate if you tell us how we can get out of here.
(nods, standing silent)
(being a great part of a background)

-a few of the Tarkata hear the whimpering, and start looking towards Mime, Baraka stops them, a few grunts later they're back in the feast-
"You'd never do something as irrational as dying."