fortunefail | - 68 [Voice / Action]

[Desert Fort Reconstruction Volunteers filter]

Now that everyone recruited by the Malnosso has been returned from the battlefield, I intend to leave for the desert fort tomorrow morning. We'll meet by the fountain at the village square and if you don't show by noon, you get left behind. Our teleportation mage, Erim, will transport us all to the fort in one trip, along with any supplies we may need. If there are certain personal belongings you absolutely can't go without, bring them along, but I won't stand for any useless luggage. Make sure to dress appropriately. It may be raining in the village, but the desert will obviously ensure a change in climate.

If you have any objections, let me know in a timely manner. We should get this over with before another experiment prevents us from even setting foot outside the village.

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[Zoisite]

I'm leaving the village for a few days. I trust you not to burn the house down while I'm away.

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[And for anyone else interested, Yuan's slowly making his way through the village. He just got back from being drafted and despite stocking up on healing gels while he was at his Malnosso-provided apartment, it's not too hard to tell he's a bit ragged. His shoulder's moving oddly too. Though all in all, it was a nice fight out there and he's proud of the results. He kicked some Third Party ass and lived through it.

He's headed for the Welcome Center, but feel free to intercept him along the way.]

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[If he were blind and missing a leg, then maybe he'd need help. As far has can tell, this is just a minor sprain.]

You don't actually think I need you to take me by the arm, do you?

I dunno, do I need to?

Obviously not.

[See that? That's him walking. Perfectly f- Oh crap shoulder pain. He totally flinched, there.

Just keep walking, just keep walking...]

Obviously.

[eye. Roll. ...She's risking it, but...poke. In the shoulder]

[OHGODWHATOW]

[He'll just whip around, teeth clenched and face contorted, a ball of lightning forming in one hand. All of those actions, including the last one, were completely in reflex. Now that he's got that lightning, though, he'll use it to keep Sheena at bay.]

What the hell are you doing?!

[whoa, hey! Watch it with the lightning! That kind of thing still gives her the willies. But she's still got the you-don't-fool-me face]

Seeing what would happen if I did.

And now you know.

[His eyes are narrowing dangerously. Still not lowering the lightning, either. What will you do?]

[hers narrow right back. You wanna fight? She knows your weak spot and been hit by worse lightning than that little marble]

[He's really not out for a fight, though. He told himself he'd be civil to Lloyd's friends here in Luceti. After a few more seconds of this wonderfully unproductive glare-off, he'll make an impatient sound and turn around again.

Against all logic, he's actually retreating.]

[not leaving you alone that easily now. Especially since you gave in first]

What'd you do to your shoulder?

[Why such a bother, Sheena? Why can't you leave the poor guy in peace? Is it revenge for the 'good old days'?]

I didn't do anything.

[don't make her poke it again]

Okay, what'd they do?

They fought back.

[Not-so-long story made even shorter.]

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