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o_O What'd I do?
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-lounges around in my tent-
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-Sneaks in.-
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-pokes lio for sneaking-
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Hey hey, no poking people in my tent XD Well, maybe it's fine :p
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-pokes serra brit and shares the love...in pokes...- XD
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-giggles-
I mean...hey no poking D: In other news how are you doing Funk? |
*appears in tent with a new outfit* Hi everyone! :3
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-Prods Funk.-
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-prods Liosh-
How are you feeling tonight? |
*appears at the door of his kindred's tent, looking weary for a brief moment before setting a stoic expression upon his features and wanders through, speaking quietly to that or this person words of encouragement*
*pauses a moment, surveying the tent* It is good to see my brethren here fighting for the correct cause; my pride in my people is grown by this sight. *curls lip* Of course there are a few turncoats who align themselves with the peasant scum, with the very ones that turned us out -- disgusting! But they shall feel my blade soon enough. |
Milord Maikan -smiles pleasantly-
I hope my small tent is pleasing to you, and I'm doing my best to stop all the people opposed to the Queen. |
*blinks, and instantly warms - being addressed as is proper is such a rare thing these days, thanks to low breeding, he thinks* It is quite excellent madam, I find it admirable you were able to bring such a thing together in such short notice. That speaks of dedication and commitment, just what we need.
*nods, his face darkening slightly* We shall beat the rebel scum out of our kingdom for good. How dare they even attempt--? *blinks and shakes his head with a wry grin* Forgive me my passion... Have you seen much battle, Miss...? |
Several battles on the front line, my Lord. I am worried about several people that I have not been in contact with since the rebels interrupted the Ball. I have a duty to keep myself alive until I can find out what happened to them.
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*nods, still looking stoic but with a slight smile in the corner of his lips* The fact you remain alive here speaks well of you madam, the fighting has been vicious; these rebels to not fight with honor but as crude and cruel animals. *pauses and furrows brows* Loved ones left behind?
...I...understand that concern. There are many separated during this ordeal. *steps forward* We have attempted to record all that come into the main camp, either to train and leave for other posts or to stay. Would...you like me to make a formal inquiry? To see if those you worry about have been through our gates. |
Azeil slowly made his way into this tent, finding the medical tent rather... depressing. Not being one for blood or the such like his other comrades, he would prefer to stay away from the injured. And sick people gave him the creeps, even if he wasn't really able to /get/ sick.
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