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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:50 pm
Zekial grinned at that, "If this is all rubble I could probably construct a few torches for light if need be. It is not ideal to work in the dark though." He shrugged, feeling as if he was struggling to keep a conversation alive. He wasn't always one for words.
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Name: Zekial
Weapon: Pipe Wrench
Hp: 20
Str: 10
Dex: 5
Mag: 0
Resistance to awesome
Resistance to awesome crowd control
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:56 pm
The sounds in the kitchen had mostly stopped, though the smells were as vibrant as ever. As soon as Zekial was done making his shitty post the door opened and the tall old man came in with four bowls of steaming hot food. "Haha! Delicious food things! Wake up the lazybones! He needs to eat!" Cackled old man Fuji as he strode across to the others and set the bowls of food(a pair of chopsticks laid across the bowls), chicken stir-fry and rice...classic, onto the table nearest Reis and Zekial. "Incoming food miss!" the still cackling old man said as he handed a bowl over to Breena.
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Name: Fujiwara
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 1:20 pm
"It probably wouldn't be a bad idea even once daylight comes."
She turned her head from Zekial a few moments before the old man's call came. She carefully sniffed the bowl, trying to look nonchalant about it. "Thank you." she said as she tried to place the aroma.
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Breena
Weapon: Athame (5dmg)
HP: 15
Str: 8
Dex: 2
Magic: 10
(( also lol))
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 7:37 am
Zekial was about the thank God, the man jesus, and all 15 of his disciples when Fujiwara came back in saving him from his failing conversation and simultaneously bringing him food in which to stuff his face with. He twisted his body around and tapped eis on the shoulder a couple times. "Hey buddy, time to wake up man, we got some food for you."
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Name: Zekial
Weapon: Pipe Wrench
HP: 20/20
Str: 10
Dex: 5
Mag: 0
Resistance to Magic
Resistance to Crowd Control Magic
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 7:46 am
"My pleasure miss." He grabbed his bowl from the table and moved to the fire, throwing a board in to add some fuel. He turned to look at Reis quizzically as Zeke tried to wake him up. His eyes seemed to glow a faint purple color that pulsed brighter every once in awhile. "If you cant wake him I can always grab the smelling salts I have in the kitchen!" he hooted and cackled to himself about that, while also hinting a tone of seriousness.
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 8:17 am
Reis' dreams were abruptly interrupted as he slightly opened his eyes. Zekial's mumbled words were slowly becoming more clearer.
Food? What about my life threatening wound?
His eyes traced downwards, not seeing the arrow in his side anymore. He just barely remebered why he passed out in the first place, the old man had forcibly pulled the arrow out. Reis assumed he was still dreaming and continued to lay there.
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Reis
Weapon: Short-sword (5dmg)
HP: 1/20
Str: 0
Dex: 10
Magic: 5
-Speech
-Instinct
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2015 4:33 pm
Breena started to take a few cautious bites before beginning to dig in with some gusto. Her use of chopsticks seeming strangely adept for one unable to see... though still somewhat messy.
Her head turned to Reis for a moment, pausing her enjoyment of the meal and seeming to listen "About time you woke up."
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Breena
Weapon: Athame (5dmg)
HP: 15
Str: 8
Dex: 2
Magic: 10
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2015 11:04 am
Zekial watches Reis a moment but grew impatient with Reis's waking but inaction. "Welcome back to the world of the living." he said simply before turning to the table and grabbing one of the bowls of food for Reis. "I bet your starved aren't you? The old man got us some awesome smelling food!" He held the bowl before Reis, awaiting for him to sit up and take it. A loud growl issued forth from Zekial's stomach. He sure was hungry! He sure would love it if Reis would eat so he too could eat!
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Name: Zekial
Weapon: Pipe Wrench
HP: 20/20
Str: 10
Dex: 5
Mag: 0
Resistance to Magic
Resistance to Crowd Control Magic
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2015 11:11 am
Seeing that Reis was very much alive, at least to the point of opening his eyes and retaining consciousness, the old man rose to his feet and grabbed is own bowl, leaving the last to Zekial. He held it in on hand, holding the other hand over it, eyes closed, whispering his thanks, before taking the chopsticks and beginning to eat. He said nothing, just surveyed the other three. The only oddity was his iris which were glowing purple at this point, flashing in and out. A genuine looking smile on his face directed to the youngsters.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2015 10:08 am
The smell reached Reis' nostrils. He gripped the edges of the couch so he could slowly sit himself up, body aching. Reis accepted the bowl from Zekial with a weak nod of his head. He started sipping from the bowl (+5hp). Reis couldn't focus on anything else until he could finish the bowl.
After he finished the bowl of soup, he looked up at the old man and took in his strange features.
"Thank you for your hospitality and aid, elder." Reis quickly bowed his head to him and couldn't help but stare at him again.
"Where are we?"
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Reis
Weapon: Short-sword (5dmg)
HP: 6/20
Str: 0
Dex: 10
Magic: 5
-Speech
-Instinct
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 9:46 am
"Well in simple terms we're at our driver friend's current job which apparently trained Ninjas, but not plumbers." Breena said with a hint of amusement in her otherwise neutral voice.
Her head pointed straight at Ries as she spoke.
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Breena
Weapon: Athame (5dmg)
HP: 15
Str: 8
Dex: 2
Magic: 10
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 2:45 am
Zekial smiled at Breena's little joke as he ate his food. Trying to be polite and not gobble it down like a little monster. After a few bites he turned to the old man. "Would it be alright if we rested her for the night? With the light of day I would be able to work a lot easier." He as afraid it was a lost cause though. This place was a mess, and more than likely the plumbing was so old he'd have to drive back in town and get a whole mess of pipes and tools, and possibly a crew to help him restore the plumbing proper.
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Name: Zekial
Weapon: Pipe Wrench
HP: 20/20
Str: 10
Dex: 5
Mag: 0
Resistance to Magic
Resistance to Crowd Control Magic
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 2:55 am
The old man smiled at Reis. "You are welcome lad." He looked over to Breena as she came back with her jab and nodded solemnly. "We had people who knew how plumbing systems worked, I am simply not one of those people. Now. If you need someone to re-shingle your roof, I was at one point your man for that job." He stretched causing an audible pop to sound from his back. "Too old these days for such hardwork" He laughed a little at that before turning his head to address Zekial. "My oh my, aren't the three of you full of spunk suddenly. Well that's fine with me, i'm sure theirs a room or two around here intact enough for you to rest in for the night. The pipes have been leaking for a century, I doubt it will hurt to leave ot alone for one more night."
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 8:49 am
Reis couldn't find the humor in Breena's joke.
Ninja's?
He placed the empty bowl in his lap and his passive demeanor turned serious. "Old timer, where are we exactly? What do you mean a century??" Reis was about to suggest an example of what kind of position the old man might have had here, but held his tongue so he could answer for himself.
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Reis
Weapon: Short-sword (5dmg)
HP: 6/20
Str: 0
Dex: 10
Magic: 5
-Speech
-Instinct
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2015 2:56 pm
Breena slowly stood up and stretched. Listening to the question, but already stretching her senses slightly trying to decide where a room that would fit her needs would 'appear'.
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Breena
Weapon: Athame (5dmg)
HP: 15
Str: 8
Dex: 2
Magic: 10
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