Oliver: So, uh... who was that? And why did she look like she was soliciting us?
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Oliver: -to Lisa- Lucky you. I don't have pants to begin with.
-to Lovisia- Nope. Saw 'em while I was scribbling down a potential new paint job.
I am pretty sure Asagi's girlfriend is going to have words with whoever she was. >.>
edited 8th Sep '17 2:47:47 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Sandra [to Quartz]: "Basically, the problem was that the Dimensional Storage Anchors are very precise and very sensitive devices. They function via magical runes that are intimately attuned with our magical core... and since we're talking about Dimensional Storage these things are highly sensitive to changes in local reality conditions."
-She adjusts her glasses as she speaks-
Sandra: "Local Reality Conditions are what us runite engineers call the specific parameters of reality. Thankfully the conditions of this universe are very similar to the conditions back at home, so there really wasn't much that needed to be done. I'm really thankful of that fact. But these leg DSAs are incredibly advanced technology, and I wasn't trained to maintain them so it took double the time to reattune them to this reality... ach, I'm rambling again."
-Sandra sheepishly scratches the back of her head-
Sandra: "Basically, I had to fix them. And it took me way longer than usual since this sort of stuff is very, very new."
"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them."—Asagi, Six, Alberts, Oliver, Ges, Roy, and the others joining in head to the meeting place for their rendezvous with the Council. It's a meeting hall in the more urban side of town. The building is fairly nondescript, mostly squarish with some protruding extremities meant to evoke a sense of artistry. It's more tastelessly foppish. On the inside, where the Council has gathered, is a white room with some chairs where the Council is seated and a white table in the center. There are no chairs for the others unfortunately, so you'll have to stand. There's a display of a world in the center of the table, showing a world mainly comprised of subalpine climates. One of the Council members notices your arrival—
Council #1: Well, it looks like Amanda didn't scare you off. I'm surprised. Usually her, attitude gives the worst possible impression.
Council #2: Maybe you should've gotten a better secretary and less of a fetish magnet then.
Council #1(Rather pathetically): We can't help what we love!
Council #3: Enough! I believe our guests are owed an explanation.
—#3 looks over to the group—
Council #3: I presume you came here for that as much as for the payment?
edited 8th Sep '17 5:31:37 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.

Lovisia: "Been very good."