"Know size, yes." the girl said with a nod. She looked around, but she couldn't recognize a clothing shop from any other building. She gave a noiseless sight of frustration.
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"Great, no need for measuring then. Lets head to the market, I believe it's... Yeah, south of here. What was it you wanted to ask Roz?" Bryce began walking in the direction of the market.
"Why would you buy pants? Would it not be much more proper for a young lady to wear a nice dress?" Rozalin interjected to Bryce and the girl. "Oh it is not anything major. I was simply wishing to inquire about a word I heard you use...Ori'at I think it was? What does it mean?" She added to Bryce.
Yukimaru bowed apologetically to Bryce. [color=01B7FF]"I'm sorry, zam. I was only trying to address you respectfully, zam."[/color]
Yukimaru bowed apologetically to Bryce. [color=01B7FF]"I'm sorry, zam. I was only trying to address you respectfully, zam."[/color]
The girl went to follow Bryce, but then gave a silent yawn and started to sway on her feet, clearly tired.
"Ah. Ori'at, it's a soldier's way of saying 'see you next time.' And proper pants are the soldiers second best tools, protection against the elements. And its no problem Yukimaru, Bryce is polite enough, and Logan if you want to be formal."
"I see. And I suppose it is your money to spend how you wish." Rozalin said to Bryce. As she was about to let out a yawn, she caught a whiff of something vile in the air that caused her to gag. "Pardon me. I believe I shall adjourn to my sleeping quarters. [small]This marketplace smells like what I believe a sewer would.[/small] Goodnight." She added, then headed back to the inn.
[color=01B7FF]"If you insist, zam. Goodnight Bryce, goodnight girl-whose-name-I-do-not-know-yet."[/color] Yukimaru said, bowing to Bryce and the new girl before following Rozalin back to the inn.
OOC: That's it for me tonight. G'night folks!
[color=01B7FF]"If you insist, zam. Goodnight Bryce, goodnight girl-whose-name-I-do-not-know-yet."[/color] Yukimaru said, bowing to Bryce and the new girl before following Rozalin back to the inn.
OOC: That's it for me tonight. G'night folks!
The girl decided she would just follow Roz and Yuki around for the time being.
OOC: Goodnight.
OOC: Goodnight.
Bryce waved as they left, before heading to the market.
OoC anybody on,, or should I sign off?
OoC anybody on,, or should I sign off?
The Sand Wraiths were having a ball with the fallen remains of the Lower City. They stalked through the city streets unrelentlessly killing infected mutants and survivors alike whilst relishing in the hunt. A few times they had stumbled upon a group of survivors who appeared to be led by a strange woman however each time they had pursued after them, they had somehow managed to evade them before fresh kills had appeared to distract them form the chase. At the moment they continue to reap the streets, sewers and alleyways of Lower Troika.
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Tearing closer and closer to Troika was the Disciple's hurricane. She sat cross-legged at the helm of the broken airship with her eyes closed as she watched what her thralls did whilst all the while not reacting to their actions. As she got closer and closer to the end of the forest and the Outskirts of Troika, the downed Carrier began slowly rumbling and moving slightly.
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Tearing closer and closer to Troika was the Disciple's hurricane. She sat cross-legged at the helm of the broken airship with her eyes closed as she watched what her thralls did whilst all the while not reacting to their actions. As she got closer and closer to the end of the forest and the Outskirts of Troika, the downed Carrier began slowly rumbling and moving slightly.
"Child. Step forward." boomed a man's voice. A teen-aged woman stepped forward bowing before the man.
"A paragon of the Noxian Dream, I present to you the Black Rune Sword. The heart of your determination."
Despite the wondrous gift, the woman showed no emotion for being presented with the weapon...
"A paragon of the Noxian Dream, I present to you the Black Rune Sword. The heart of your determination."
Despite the wondrous gift, the woman showed no emotion for being presented with the weapon...
Rubbing my eyes, I slowly started to wake up as I notice the fox sleeping on my lap. Sighing, brush the fox off of me and get dressed.
OOC: Hi ho. I get a 5 day weekend for the holidays. Which is cool.
The girl left the inn and walked outside, rubbing her eyes and still silently yawning. Anyone around would notice that nothing she did made any sound.
The girl left the inn and walked outside, rubbing her eyes and still silently yawning. Anyone around would notice that nothing she did made any sound.
Bryce returned from the market, pants in one hand, a needle and thread in his other. He began walking the streets, keeping an eye out for where he could attack the officials and get away.
Before Hellen and Co. could escape from the deck of the Carrier, it was ripped from the treetops it was impaled on causing the group to stumble over on the deck as it was pulled into the storm of the Disciple's Hurricane. As they entered the tempestuous winds of the hurricane they suddenly began hearing the shrieking of a indefinite number of dead souls and memories of their past began resurfacing. Snaking out of the thunderous walls of wind came dark shadow like tendrils that began snatching up and impaling survivors in the group before dragging them back into the dark surfaces they emerged from as the Carrier's wreckage aligned with the deck of the airship that had crashed in the Desert. The Disciple continued to sit where she was, unmoving.
Finally getting myself outside, I started practicing my sword strikes, moving from one motion to the next. The fox that was following my continued to watch over, as if it was observing me.
The girl walked over and watched...@Rosh's character. She grew board of this, but took an intrest in the fox. She started sneaking up on it, being incredibly stealthy.
Bryce watched Riven practice her moves. It was a curious affair, and he wondered why Riven would use a sword when Graves obviously had a gun. Shrugging, he waves at the fox, and sits on a nearby bench, needle and pants in hand. He starts hemming in the bottom of the pants, making the adult male sized leggings shorter and making the waistline thinner.
I continue my practice, though I start to wonder if I could still summon the rest of my blade here if needed. Perhaps later I would try...
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The fox happily waved its tails at Bryce before resuming its watchful eyes at Riven. Whether or not it noticed the girl was unknown.
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The fox happily waved its tails at Bryce before resuming its watchful eyes at Riven. Whether or not it noticed the girl was unknown.
Once the girl was close enough, she waved her hands subtly behind the fox. In front of the fox, a bright shower of multicolored lights, like sparks without heat, suddenly exploded out of nowhere. The fox would not be harmed at all by this, though she may be confused and startled.
The fox noticed the multicolored lights and sparks, jumping back slightly but wasn't really interested in that. It continued to observe Riven, licking its lips with a foxy grin.
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I look over at the girl behind the fox, as strange lights manifested from nowhere. Been there, done that. The League has some of the most strangest users of magic and technology.
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I look over at the girl behind the fox, as strange lights manifested from nowhere. Been there, done that. The League has some of the most strangest users of magic and technology.