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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 16:30:03 GMT -8
Vim counted the gold. "5000 from Metal plus 500 from the 4 barrels of mead." That should be enough. Vim grinned. Things were looking up. "So, what do you want to do today?"
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 16:35:31 GMT -8
Boethiah let Zirth drop off the barrels and came back to Vim, wondering what to do. "Not go home, that's for one," she mumbled. "Um...maybe we could go and...well I don't really know." Boethiah shrugged. It was still drizzling out, but at least it wasn't like before.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 26, 2013 16:39:36 GMT -8
The healer tried to help with the wound as best as she could. However, every time she looked at it, it reminded her of the battle. Grimacing, Allyssa exited the infirmary, more down than ever.
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 16:39:44 GMT -8
"Want to see where the house will be?"
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 26, 2013 16:40:55 GMT -8
((im calling it now, sorry if I stop replying but It's 1:40am and I may doze off))
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 16:41:00 GMT -8
"Sure," she smiled gently. "Lead the way."
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 16:41:34 GMT -8
((im calling it now, sorry if I stop replying but It's 1:40am and I may doze off)) ((Okay! Night Rock! uwu)) |
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 26, 2013 16:44:07 GMT -8
((im calling it now, sorry if I stop replying but It's 1:40am and I may doze off)) ((Okay! Night Rock! uwu)) ((not getting rid of me that easily I have yet to doze off)) |
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 16:45:32 GMT -8
((Okay! Night Rock! uwu)) ((not getting rid of me that easily I have yet to doze off)) ((curses! my plan has been foiled! kidding kidding ^^; )) |
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 16:45:33 GMT -8
Vim flew to the plot of land.... their plot of land. It was small by most standards but more than Vim ever expected. "The house is going to be closer to the road.... There's a well back there, and I was thinking of maybe having a small garden or chickens... maybe a goat. I don't know." He smiled sheepishly. "I've been thinking about this a lot."
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 16:51:56 GMT -8
She smiled when seeing the land that would eventually be their home. She could imagine everything he was saying and it seemed almost unreal. Boethiah heard the hesitation in his voice and she pecked his lips for reassurance. "I'm sure whatever we put here'll be perfect Vim. We can do whatever we want with it."
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Post by Skips on Aug 26, 2013 16:55:16 GMT -8
((Omg sorry, was in the middle of writing this then went to get ready for bed and stuff then kinda forgot about it a bit!))
Skips' eyes narrowed. She could tell he was trying to come up with escape routes. "What's up?!" She laughed bitterly.
"That's what you have to say?! Well then, what's 'up'," She punctuated the word with air quotation marks, rounding on the guy before her, "Is that you leave, severely injured, without even thinking to wake me up and tell me where you're going, or Allyssa for that matter, who was actually awake for you to talk to when I specifically asked you not to leave like that, before you left like that the last time! I then find a small and obviously not actually thought about note that led me to some random cave which you were nowhere to be found in, so I, naturally came to the conclusion that you had fled yet another time to your 'oh so beloved' life as a 'travelling assassin' and then, days after I helped you, you have the audacity to show up at my window, wake me from my sleep and disappear again because I made an angry face at you?!"
She ranted at a million miles per hour, volume raising word by word, leaving no room for any objections or explanations on Metal's part.
She stepped closer towards him. "Why do you run away like some sort of scared rabbit whenever anything happens?! We all try to do our best for you, but all you do is go! Can't you see that we wanna be your friends, well... maybe minus Vim, even if you hate the idea - which you obviously do, otherwise you wouldn't treat us all like this - because it looks to me like you enjoy making us worry about you! Why do you like being alone so much, huh? Do you prefer empty caves and inanimate rocks ((lol, Rocks, no pun intended XD)) to us?!" She sighed and took a deep breath, having run out of air.
"Look. Do what you want. I've done my part of the bargain - we saved each other's lives or whatever, so now I'm free to just... not give a crud about you like you don't give a crud about me. There we go, win-win, everyone's happy!" She laughed sarcastically.
((Lol Skips doesn't even know that Stoick thinks Metal's dead))
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 16:56:12 GMT -8
He smiled. "I like chickens the best. Gardening is pretty tough. Chickens, you just have to feed them and pick up the eggs. And with a goat you just have to have grass for.... And I'm rambling again." He smiled. "I'm kind of excited. That's why I'm so happy that Metal left us this gold.... we can do a lot with it."
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Post by Tempest on Aug 26, 2013 16:58:26 GMT -8
Sitting down on a rock, Allyssa had told Tempest to go back to their house. She stared at the water.
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 17:10:18 GMT -8
Vim held her hand. "I'm excited for the future. For our future."
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