"It would appear as though our journey either continues down to our left, or we go right and rise. At least for a time, Goddesses bless us but these halls are long and dark even beyond the limits of my gifted sight." Dee murmurs a rebuke to the architect who surely did this to vex her... XD
Destron's eyes fear not the darkness and as such, she casts a long glance in both directions trying to see anything that might show which is the right path to take. ... not at all looking to try and impress this new interesting woman.
while she's come a long way lol Destron wouldn't need much from a library. given more time she might think to search out whether there were any books that related to her homeland or people... but she's not thinking of that atm, so no. I'm good to head on
Destron cracked her neck as she stood up. It was a nice rest between battles, could have used a really big breakfast as well... alas the earlier thoughts of samitches will seemingly have to tide her over.
bunch of pricks kicked me out just for asking about it. I'm not happy at all with how that place is run, it's very much a 'my friends club' in all the worst ways of middle-school kids ... a shame really, It didn't start out that way.
Destron watched Patch quietly awake and tumble through thoughts and feelings that were very familiar... they were not close enough for Dee to take the woman into her arms and give her a hug, but with a slight lean to one side she was able to hand her a soft lavender scented handkerchief to deal...
Dee bought EB some more time Med... will she ever live it down though... gosh so embarrassing, the new girl will likely jump back in terror if Dee ever leans in to sneak a kiss. lol
Destron nodded along as Sue'zhan began her tale... often though her eyes tracked to EB. When it came down to it tragedy has been a constant companion to them all. At the Omega Knight's query, Dee's attention snapped back to the woman beside her.
"Time enough for further questions later Omega...
"Where are we going?" Destron murmured, seemingly the first to rouse enough to form a basic utterance. Speaking of course to no one in particular, but she knew not to let information gifted from the goddesses... even Cher, linger too long in her mortal mind, -less distraction or mesmerism...
I've been in a weird place with this set, when it was thought to have been a straight-up 3p predaking i didn't like it because of the design straying so much. now that it's clearly something else just based on the idea of predaking I like the designs more -but have no interest because it lacks...
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