forum The others were great, but third time's the charm! (Character Chat)

Started March 03, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Uh no…" ((K bye starting…now

((I don't sleep a lot, I've got insomnia. If you want we can pick up sometime 2marrow.

((I'll catch you up on anything you miss, I'm on here basically 24/7

Glove tilted her head up, sensing something nearby, then scowled when she saw what it was. A pure black butterfly, fluttering above her head. Mother… What do you want now?

"Anyways, Runner. How do you think you'de handle a long sword?"

Glove listened, ignoring the butterfly. Long sword? Weapons? Are they planning on fight? A smile twitched at her lips. Hope I'm not enemy, though I'd be flattered.

Eve was lost in her thoughts. If Athena's friends really were still in there, they were probably in a lot of trouble. She hoped Athena and Runner could fight. "That pink haired girl seemed tough," Eve mumbled. "She could probably help us a lot. But she kind of hates Runner." Eve sighed heavily. She turned to her companions. "You both better hope you can fight or we're all dead."

Glove tilted her head back and lit another cigarette, breathing it in. Hate? No. He hate. She released the smoke. I simply stand my ground.

"Such problematic people," Eve muttered. "She's got the coolest gravity power too. The only magic I've got is healing. I depend on my daggers to protect me." It was no lie that Eve found herself jealous of anyone with attack magic.

Glove smirked and decided to reveal herself, sliding around the corner and standing behind Eve and Runner. "Appreciate ze complement. Healing is good, too."

"Shit, I knew we were being followed."

Although the pink haired girl had been following them, Eve didn't feel particularly threatened by her.

Glove offered a slow and sarcastic clap. "Well done. You good spy. But I better." She tilted her head at Runner. "Will your dog snarl again?"

Eve shrugged. "Dunno. And I don't spy anymore. At least not officially." She paused, rolling the idea around in her mind before asking. "So we have to go through the forest, the one with all the dangerous magical creatures, and I have to keep these guys," she gestured at Athena and Runner, "from dying. You seem pretty quick on your feet. Would you help up? I'll make sure Runner shuts his trap."

She shrugged and twiddled with her cigarette. "Suppose." She waved around a hand. "People boring. You interesting. I'll go."

"You need any weapons, or have you got your own?"

She shrugged again. "Don't usually fight, but I can buy weapon."

"I don't know if it's smart to rely on just your magic, but I won't stop you. We're dropping by my house before we head to the forest. You can come with us or meet us there. It's up to you."

She put her cigarette back to her lips, breathing in, then released the smoke as she spoke. "Meet. I get weapon. Where's the house?"

"I meant to meet up at the forest, but whatever. It's over on Telliq Street."

((I have to go

"Hmm. I'll meet at forest." She waved a hand and spun on her heel, disappearing into the crowd again. She headed down the street, then turned down a dark alley and walked over to a decrepit door with a worn sign with the word open painted on. She strolled on in as if she owned the place.
"Corey. I need weapon."
The old man at the counter looked up, his eyes a blind milky white but not surprised. "Ah, Glove. Nice to see you again." He ducked under the counter and rummaged around. "I have the perfect thing just for you and your skill sets."
Glove leaned against the old counter, patient.
Corey pulled out an A polished ebony headed javelin. The diamond-shaped, permanently sharp head was securely bound to the shaft with an elaborate metal sleeve. The short shaft is made of cherry (moderately hard, easy to carve pale wood) and is delicately decorated with carvings similar to the runes she was reading earlier. "Feller found this beaut in the forest. Thought I should hold onto it for ya." His fingers ran over the carvings gently, mesmerized with the feel of the runes.
Glove nodded. "Name your price."
The old man didn't hesitate. "Four horns from the wildebeasts in the forest."
She frowned. "That two wildebeasts to take down."
Corey handed her the javelin. "With this, it should be no problem. If you find it to your liking bring me the horns and it will be yours. You're my favorite regular, so I trust you'll stay true to your word."
"Hmm." Glove took the javelin, spinning it to test its weight and balance. "Deal. Thank you." She left and wondered in the streets until she felt like it was time to meet with the others.