Sandra: "I'm a healwitch. I can heal them. I can heal you too. Make you feel better."
-She takes a slight step back as she realizes how close she is to him-
Sandra: T-That is, if you want me to touch you— I... I need to touch you... to get the soreness away... and..."
-It's at this point where she lets out a quiet squeak and turns bright red-
"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them."(@Quartz) Hastur: Nobody does unless they've learned to appreciate tentacles like I do. Don't overthink.
(@Longram) Hastur: You mean that prosthetic of yours? Judging from your consistent urges and almost deliberate attempts to get one in most missions earlier, I thought you'd be squealing from joy and overexcitement.
(@Turax) Hastur: They've got multiple models and modifications. Like staves with built-in lighters for cigars and pipes.
-Sandra looks for a way out of stumbling through her words like some virgin schoolgirl when she hears that something happened to Mecuria. Guiltily thankful for the distraction, she hurries over to her side-
Sandra: "She alright? Her vitals don't look so good... what happened?"
"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them."

(@Longram) Hastur: ~laughs~ Could put it that way too, I guess.
(@Quartz) Hastur: Some things can change, but tentacles in all of their variety are the postulate of many worlds' stability.
(@Turax) Hastur: Still a pity you haven't visited Kaladesh. Some things there might be to your liking. ... Like shotgun staves.
edited 11th Jul '17 6:08:11 PM by TheRiddleOfCards