As Aeralin talked about the Verocious she was quickly silenced by her dad putting a hand over her mouth “oh I’m sorry, thought I just needed to have you here to listen” she said with a chuckle while still being muffled by her dad, though her carefree expression quickly changed as Virulent gave her a look she saw only about once in her life “oh wow you are very serious… I understand, I shall wait in the back” she glanced at him and mouthed ‘I have more’ after checking that no one else looks at her as she said the words. Aeralin did not know how serious the whole Verocious stuff is, all she knew are two demons that one is completely harmless and the other is… well he got some work to do. Post count: 10
Daisuke Kaicho
Noble Negative J3T
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"The Twin Spears of Old"
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Amusingly, after her open response, her father covered her mouth with his hand. 'I wonder if it is just in principle for the nature of such a shop, or something else?' Garret thought to himself, as the man father would explain that they went in back to exchange information for anonymity sake. Like Garret had thought so earlier. His final words about it being something vital though...that intrigued Garret the most. If he was referring to the demons with that...he would have to report this to Aurtrox whenever he saw him next. The girl would say some muffled words while her mouth was covered, words Garret couldn't quite make out save a chuckle, before the man would move his hand away and very seriously ordered her not to repeat what she had just said. She seemed taken a back bit it, but if the girl did not know the importance of information she acquired she should not have said so much. Though Garret silently thanked her for the useful information. He almost felt like asking up on it, but he couldn't be distracted from his true goal. The man would finish by saying he would explain things later. The girl would look around again, seeming to miss Garret, and mouth something to the man. All Garret could make out of that was the word more before she went to the back. 'I haven't even gone to trade and already some useful information. Though I should make sure she is not in ear shot when I do my own trade.' He thought to himself silently. Probably common sense, but given the relation between the two, he wasn't sure if she was allowed to stay to listen as well. It also seemed like it was Garret's turn now, as the man would take off his hood and walk over to him; radiating a threatening demeanor. Garret probably had the opposite of the intended effect. Rather than be cowed, a smile would play his lips. He would move from a relaxed stance to standing confidently, even if he was a few inches shorter than this other person. His eyes would look for the mans and hold it if able, a look that merely said he didn't fear him. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, making no moves for his own weapons.
He would be blunt and to the point; saying everything Garret had heard was confidential, and that if he let it slip he would go missing. Something Garret could respect, even if the man was trying to keep his silence. Garret really didn't have to think long to respond to the man. Mostly because he figured he could kill two birds with one stone. "I can promise to hold such information, if you answer one question of my own; does Aurtrox already know?" He would ask rather simply. While he knew it was this mans shop, he also knew where his loyalties lay. As long as Aurtrox was aware, he was satisfied as the demons had little to do with his own work as far as he knew. If they ever did, Aurtrox would tell him. And as long as Aurtrox knew, he would have no problem. "Assuming he does, then I see no reason to bring the subject up to him or anyone else for that matter. If not, then I have something else to learn about. Either answer given, you have my word I shall not speak of it." Garret would respond sincerely and neutrally. If Aurtrox didn't know, he would have work to do in future to learn what had been discussed earlier. "If that settles that matter and I am allowed to stay, I would like to trade information in regards to Vacuo...in private." He would add, specifically looking to the way his daughter had gone. Clearly indicating he did not want her being in earshot for when they spoke. He figured it was vague enough to start a trade off of, and would go into more detail once somewhere more private. Though it was also in part because he was not sure of what to trade for what he wanted to know; thinking they could discuss the value of information and negotiate a trade that way. He was hoping the knowledge given to him by his family would be enough.
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Eszter was sitting calmly in the back, humming a tune from her childhood, a Vacuo lullabye while Virulent watched the front. As she bid her time she weaved beads onto strings which in the end would end up as a necklace or maybe she would change her mind halfway and make it a bracelet, only time would tell. Hearing someone approach a female by the looks of it she listened in on the conversation, well not really as the booth had been made to keep sound from escaping it meant sound had a hard time coming in. Fortuantely Eszter had a solution for it. Semblance activating, an owl shaped totem formed from her aura would peek out from behind some curtains, positioning itself to read the lips of those speaking. Virulent’s mask made it hard for Eszter to know what he was saying, but the girl clearly mouthing “dad” caused the blue haired human to laugh with surprise. Now that was perhaps going to be the most interesting information she got that day. Smirking playfully she began to stand, her intention to leave the booth, but she stopped as the girl made her way inside. Knowing her way around the booth she quickly sat back down as Aeralin came inside. Although Eszter looked directly at the young woman, she did not see her, as her vision was currently coming from her owl, which had sneakily placed itself on top of the booth table as if it were an object. She couldn’t help but wonder what Virulent and this stranger would speak of, though virulent was sure to ruin her fun once he noticed her semblance was active.
”Hello,” Eszter greeted the girl with a warming smile. ”What information do you have to offer? And, what are you seeking?”
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↞ Rayyven was not the type of person to trust strangers easily and she wasn’t 100% sure that she could trust Rosa yet,but she made a promise to herself to become more social with her fellow students, no matter how uncomfortable she got. With a sigh Rayyven stood up taking her canteen off of her belt ”I’ll be right back.” She said with a friendly smile and she turned and started walking to the water.
Rayyven carefully walked through the beach crowd, her anxiety causing her heart to feel like it was beating out of her chest, Rayyven took a deep breath as she approached the water, opening her canteen and filling it. Looking over she could see a boy building a sandcastle, she watched what he was doing for a moment before standing back up, she made her way back to Rosa, her anxiety still high.
Seeing Rosa she hurried over to her happy to be away from the crowded part of the beach, the hand that was holding the canteen was shaking slightly as she set it down on the ground.
” Ok so we need enough sand” she said sitting down on her knees reaching her arms forward and started pulling sand into a big pile in front of them, trying to suppress her anxiety. ” I saw someone on the beach making one so It shouldn’t be too bad, we just need to wet the sand and then we can start building from there. She said as she grabbed her canteen off the ground and emptied it onto the sand pile. That bucket should help a lot. she said giving Rosa a friendly smile. ↠
She lucky he did not get the belt. Easier just train and talk it over. He would let his assistant handle her information. He could always talk to his daughter at a later time. In fact, he scheduled a tea appointment. There was a tea tasting so they could do that and talk. Putting it in his scroll, he sent the message to Aeralin before going back to the true issue at hand. Looking at Garret, he did not back down. A noble warrior. He did not reach for his weapons. He did not back down but smile. He was either brave or a fool. When it came to certain people, it was more obvious. He would promise but with his own condition. Was this bargaining that he was trying to do? Looking at Garret, the man thought about it. His question was too...open ended. He realized another was still there which was the man eating ice cream. He figured only way do this since room was filled was just gain distance. Motioning Garret to follow more behind where the workers were at, he would lean against a nearby support beam and think of his answer.
¨Depends on what you asking. I need you be specific. Does he know demon faunus are in the school? Autrox is a thorn to my backside and I dislike the man. However, only an idiot would call him ignorant. He knows what cards are in the deck he is playing and he made sure its loaded. ¨ He would start before rubbing his chin. That probably was not the answer he was looking for. Still it did not matter. He left the answer on the table for now and got an understanding of what Garret wanted. He wanted information in regards to Vacuo. ¨What you want in return? This should be private enough?" He wondered. Eszter could run the shop and handle his daughter for sure. Going to the entrance, he locked it before heading back to Garret. Besides if anyone came in, they would have to get through the lock and they be alerted. ¨I guessing Vacuo is something of interest. However, You ask about recipes? Or something more important?¨ Virulent would start before remembering the fact he truly did not answer the man question. Rude. ¨He knows of one for sure. But that is only because he wants to rehabilitate him. It honestly a time bomb waiting to happen. Especially if more flocked ....¨ He then thought back to the tattoo on the boy he saw...so many things to process.
As Aeralin went to the back of the store she encountered a blue haired lady that she assumed was working with her dad, Aeralin passed by her as she gave her space to walk to the back but something about her eyes seemed as if she wasn’t truly with her, as she sat down the lady introduced herself to Aeralin “hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m guessing you are working with my dad here. What information am I looking for? Well honestly so far is just a bit of knowledge about the night stalkers and to see if anything changed since I left. As for what I’m offering… right now it’s between me and him alone, I assume he knows you well enough to trust you but without him I am not going to talk, it seemed like something he is concerned about” she then heard her scroll beep as she received a message, she didn’t say anything but a small smile appeared on her face as she accepted the offer. Post count: 11
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"Thank you for answering my question; I shall keep my word to remain silent. As for what I want to know...I want to know as much as I can of how it was before the fall. Not what is told in history books, but the truth of what Vacuo was; what it stood for, its culture, how it functioned, and why it truly fell. In exchange..." He would speak plainly and without his usual arrogance for once. Information gathering for this was...far too serious for his usual persona. He had put emphasis on the truth of things; he knew word of mouth was the grimm. It was how all nations fell. But with how Vale has lasted, it seemed hard to think Grimm alone could lead to a nation falling. Not when the most advanced miltary or harshest environments failed to stand. As he paused, he would make a gesture that he was reaching for his weapon and made sure to do it slowly. As he would remove Heir from his back, he would continue. "I shall tell you all I know of the Reveley family as their heir." He would say confidently, though internally he was unsure if he should have revealed that much. As he finished, he would have one of the spears the family was known for held in his right hand; leaving Virtue on his back for now. Given how the man had been on keeping secrets for whatever demons were, how he seemed to have a connection with Aurtrox, and dealt in what seemed to be classified information...He felt nothing short of that would work. Even then his information may not be as useful if the man knew much of it already, though he wasn't quite sure how much his knowledge spread in that regard. Garret was laying all his cards on the table, as he thought of the mans earlier metaphor, and hoped it would work.
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Aquos Dragoa
Noble Negative J3T
Daisuke Kaicho
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2020 7:23 pm
Hearing that he was going to keep his word made one less worry. While it would not be a totally bad situation, he did not need Autrox to know how much fire power he had. It was almost sickening that he had a murderer in his posession just to rehabilitate for fire power. If he could turn others as well then even if Vacuo came back Vale would be a threat. He did not trust the military at all and without secret weapons of their own they were in a bind. However, that was a long ways to way. Still he had his mind on it. Not thinking of every possibility lost too many lives. He did not need that to happen again. When he heard what he wanted, he looked to see he unarmed his weapon to show his family emblem. Looking at the weapon and then looking back at Garret, he would chuckle. "Explains why you aint piss your pants like a little b***h." Virulent stated before taking the weapon and looking it over. It was real. It was authentic and that changed the whole atmosphere of the situation. "So, Vacuo." he started, "The books were not all wrong" he would wonder how to go about everything. Go to the beginning? Or just get to the good part? He figured a blend.
"Vacuo has always been the one raped by the other nations. Taken of resources and being infringed on our freedoms. Its a tale old as time. Vacuo are survivors. We thrived with what we had and continued on. The precedent was set all the way at the great war. Once we had help and told our invaders to back the ******** off, the people of Vacuo had a hard time of listening to authority as a whole. You must remember, its so many tribes and organizations within Vacuo that who would be able to rule them all as a government? The closest things we got were the Reveley. At first, it seemed another conflict was going to rage but the Night Stalkers ended that possibility. Joining forces with the Reveley we acted as protectors. A minor nobility while adding some cohesion to Vacuo. Even with this united front, Vacuo stayed pretty much the same. The only true law enforcement there being shade academy and ones self. But that's the true freedom of it all. While shade was the law, the political power was Reveley and Night Stalker. Many did not like this, others did not care. It was not because of actions by them but simply just the feeling of someone controlling another. Vacuo still suffer PTSD."
He would stop for a moment to move a little. He did not want to get stiff. Now was going to come the part he truly wanted to know. This was going to be from his perspective though. Whether he was to be believed or not was going to be on Garret. "PRIDE.....is what got us in the end." He started.
"Pride cost us our beautiful home. We did not take enough. We did not demand enough. We had enough dust but we did not have technology like Atlas. We barely kept up with Vale I would say. If we were not stubborn enough not to seek more. To gain more information. More technology intelligence, we would of been more prepared for the grim. We did not have perimeter defenses or robotic soldiers. We had our warriors and our huntsmen. Pride for ourselves. Our individuality also got in the way. We did not come together. If all the tribes united and made a unified front then maybe could of held out longer. Or even as long as Vale. However, people fought for themselves and when s**t hit the fan with the invasion, it was less about defending the kingdom and more defending ones self and fighting. Those who fought did and when the dust settled those who were skilled remained and was able to get out. Those who weren't....died. Many with a heart helped those unfortunate. In fact, your little rival with the blonde hair could of died but instead made it out. " How he knew about Kai? About them two? Well, only a fool think his night stalkers aren't out here active
As if some time had passed leaving Ashley in auto pilot mode. The big lug following around Aeralin. He had a bunch question like. What are night stalkers? This person was her dad? Isn't he scary? Why did this shop smell? So many question it hurt Ashley's head to much and instead focused on his ice cream. By the time she was done his treats would all be gone. Leaving him with a growling stomach.
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"The Twin Spears of Old"
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He would continue to say that much did not change for Vacuo; Shade academy and ones self were law enforcement while the Reveleys and Night stalkers were the political force. Despite those who would oppose, which the man before him seemed to think it was just due to nations bad history with authority. 'Interesting to think a nation could live like that.' He thought to himself, especially with having been in vale and the outskirts for so long. The man would stop and seemed to shift a bit, Garret doing the same as he realized he had been standing still the entire time. He had already been given much to think on. And thoughts of what to change perhaps? He was unsure. But then the man would continue. Saying pride was what cost them everything. To this Garret particularly listened; knowing his own pride, even if it was part of himself. The man would begin to explain in detail; they never demanded enough with their independent nature. They had the dust, but lacked the advanced technology of Atlas, and barely kept up with Vales own advances. 'The price of isolation.' He thought to himself. At least politically. Each nation had its own advantages. But if Vacuo did not exchange enough, mutually, then it was left behind. Their own independence perhaps leading to their down fall. As Garret thought on it, he recognized how it reflected in his life. His own shunning of technology where he kept to the basics, and how his pride made him desire to fight without aura at times. He would say that if they had more; more information, more technology, then they could've stood against the grimm. But then he would go further to say their independence extended not only to other nations but to each. Going back to how their control was a loose one, how all the groups did not unite as one. Instead, they all fought for their own. And so, they were divided. Making it easier for the grimm to take over. 'If I were to start again...what would I do to unite it?' He wondered to himself. Taking back the nation, while never an easy task in his mind, may be more complicated than he originally thought. He didn't even remember all the groups he could try and look for but...if any lived...It could help. He would continue, saying those who could fight did. The skilled lives and those who weren't perished. He would then do a comment that made Garret eye him rather suspiciously. 'My blond rival...the hound?' He thought to himself, thinking of no one else who could match that description. Confused of how he could know but...his gaze dropped their suspicion. 'He is an information dealer...I suppose its not unlikely for him to know. But...who was he watching in particular, as he seemed to know more of Kai...' Garret thought to himself, but kept it to himself.
The man seemed momentarily done as Garret seemed a bit lost in thought trying to process everything. Trying to think, plan, form questions, fill in answers, too much. He would shake his head slightly. "It's a shame such a nation fell due to its own independent nature...Thank you for answering, this only makes the path for the future clearer if Vacuo is ever to stand again." He would say sorrowfully at first before becoming more resolute as he mention the future. He would have a small smile to his face as he continued. "This has left me with more questions, but a trade is a trade. Seeing as you are a Night Stalker...You must know much of my family already. But I can tell you all I know of my families fall. If you see fit to answer more of my questions after it will be appreciated; if not that is fine." Garret would offer briefly as he paused, but would expect no response for now as it was clear to be just an offer for the man to think on. "Our house was attacked in the night. The guards fought valiantly, as did my parents. Each struck down many grimm...but there was always more. My mother was the first to fall; my father next, and then my sister. I only survived due to one of our knights, as I called them then, saving me from the grimm. He had recovered our family spears as well, and we escaped into the night. From there, we spent many years traveling on foot and with him training me; both in what my family stood for and in the way of the spear. I traveled with him for most of my youth, with him telling me that we must reach Vale. But...he died protecting me before we ever reached it. I know not what he intended for me to see here, only that he made me vow to eradicate the grimm and reclaim my home." Garret would pause after retelling the story, reliving the memories of the night and his travels...all the loss he had, the pain...the hate. His hand would tighten its grip on his spear as he spoke again in a darker tone, but much quieter. Almost to himself. "A vow that shall be fulfilled." Were the words he said, before shaking his head slightly to clear his thoughts. "I know not if he was a night stalker, as I only knew them as knights when I was young, but you may have known him." Garret would say before he would describe the man. And a mask he had, one that had seemed like an elephant to Garret. After he finished, he would look again to the man. Having spoken more about his past than he ever thought we would to anyone. But if he had been truthful in saying he was a Night Stalker, he was probably the only person who knew anything about his family anyway. "My final question, which you are free to answer or not, is of the tribes and organizations that once existed in Vacuo; which ones are left that are willing to fight for it back?" He would ask seriously. Despite the story of the lack of unity...Garret needed others to take the nation back. If they fell because they were united, they would only be able to take it back and stand if they were united. There were other thoughts too, of what to promise of those who joined...but they were for another time. The Reveley name was one thing, but if they were not as in control as he once thought...he would need others of influence from there as well. And in his own question, it was not just to other groups. It was also directed to the man before him as part of the Night Stalkers.
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Ferra continued to nibble enthusiastically on the churro as Nox looked over to Kirien and comments some animals wouldn't be able to move her, making Ferra c**k her head in confusion. Why would animals want to move Kirien? Her stall was pretty small and cramped for many, and way too busy for animals to feel comfortable. And Draft? Ferra heard her Mother use the word before...something about requiring people to join the military? Like...some super special rule. But...why would the military need to make animals join? They couldn't use weapons. Unless! Ferra began to drift off on the thought of animals equipped with super-awesome automatic weapons. Though, it didn't last long before Nox asked her what they should do.
”Ferra wants to swim...but she's not really good at it. And you have to wait a while before swimming after you eat!! We could make sand castles! Oh...um...Ferra's confused. Why would the military want to make animals join? And...what does that have to do with Kirien moving? WAIT! IS KIRI GONNA MAKE SPECIAL AWESOME WEAPONS FOR THEM TO PUT ON THE ANIMALS?!” She finished her churro and almost the instant it disappeared, another seemed to have just materialized in her mouth, sort of like a looping gif. ☜♥☞✿☜♥☞✿☜♥☞✿☜♥☞✿【TEAM NSFF】✿☜♥☞✿☜♥☞✿☜♥☞✿☜♥☞ Post Count: 17 OOC:
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Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2020 5:45 pm
Virulent was not surprise by the look that was coming over Garret. It was easy to tell things were swirling in his mind. The power of youth, they always looked at the impossible and coming up new ways to do things that adults simply argue and say they will do. Well, Virulent was about that life but only so much he could do from his position. Especially with how things were ran. Seeing him shake away whatever hung him up, he would raise a brow at Garret's thanking of him. He seemed very intrigued on getting Vacuo back and Virulent was not against that at all to be honest. In fact, he was all for it. "You must know your history or you are doomed to repeat it. If Vacuo is ever to stand again, it must have a balance. Independence is not bad, but it also comes at a cost. You do not want to be too dependent and end up without nothing once s**t hits the fan." he would respond. The smile was a good thing. Maybe he could pawn Aeralin off and out of his hair. Hearing how he had more questions, Virulent looked off to the side. He would look around to come in contact with the totem. The owl of Eszter. However, he knew nothing of her semblance so he thought it was just an antique that was brought it. With Garret's pause, he would think of something important but leave it for later. He needed his share!
Listening in about the fall of Garret's family, things were lining up with what he knew already. Listening to the words, it seemed that Garret did not get the easy way to Vale that others did. Considering the transports and everything it was not surprising. Many people were left behind. To think a Reveley was left behind? Maybe it was for a reason? So he does not become Vale's pawn. Fill him with nationalism he never got to live out through his youth. Only way he thought to himself. Hearing the description of the knight, Virulent took a deep pause and hung his head. "Idiot" he whispered to himself before he took out his scroll and looked through some ancient files. Clicking on a picture, a hologram would pull up of the knight in question. The elephant mask tied to his waist. "He was called the Stygian Mammoth. His real name was Sable . He was one of the toughest Night Stalkers of Vacuo. He always could beat me in a duel of strength and endurance. My intelligence only thing that scraped victories against him. He was very proud man. One who many times wanted to see Vacuo thrive more than any other nation. That's why he agreed to be a night. He saw strength in unity. Others...did not agree. " He would hand over the scroll in case he wanted to look more at the man or any of the information that it had on him.
The warrior had one final question. A question he honestly did not know the true answer. "The Night Stalkers are always down to take back Vacuo. As for other Tribes....you will have to seek them out to be sure. I would assume the Yowlumne would be of good service. They are as old if not older than the Night Stalkers. A tribe made out of 5 individual clans. Good to have on your side. After that, only thing you can do is gather natives together. I wish I had more information but...that's all I have far as tribes. Now important people and warriors I sure you can gather." He would explain before thinking back to the situations that unfolded. "Unity provides us strength and dependency on ourselves has to be there first along with noticing your weaknesses. Let me explain something to you. Why did Mistral fall before Vacuo? It was too big. That why was first to fall. There was no way cover all its borders. Vacuo? Lack of technology and Unity? Atlas? Failure to adapt away from straight technology. But one must wonder this....why Vale did not help Atlas? Why Vale did not help Vacuo? Your guess is as good as mines. " He would then straighten himself up before going and writing down some numbers on a piece of paper. "Here's my contact if ever need something. As for where to find Yowlumnee tribe...If a huntsman isn't one....maybe an up and coming one is?" With that, he awaited see if anything else was going to be asked from the man. Today already been eventful. He still needed to speak with his daughter. Learn more about these other demon faunus at the school.
Husky Faunus// Teacher// Exiled Tribe member Of all places to be......:Leisure beach Of all the Things I could be doing... : Buying a custom weapon Of all people to be with.....:... a crazy hamster girl who im spending money to on making a good weapon for a water fight Things I'd prefer to say but cannot....: "Hmph." This is where you can learn about me....: My Profile.... Out Of Comedy:
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Quite the explanation. Kirien was a sweetheart, and the poor soul was dealing with a man who had different views on what survival truly is. What she counted as bartering as a way due to her living Atlas style, his kind... Was a much more twisted and darker way of surviving. One that lead to a long path of sorrow. Instead of saying anything, his expression had become momentarily solemn. "You better hang onto those skills... While watching your current steps. Any step.. Can possibly lead you to a mistake you may never be able to forget. At least from what I know. Speaking from experience." Keeping himself from freezing on the spot at the drowning memories beginning to seep through the folds of secrecy, the teacher bowed his head. "I will return when you have finished. Farewell." With a partial wave, he left.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2020 5:12 am
Rosa would look at Rayven starting to gather sand as she did the same, she poured the sand she collected in the bucket right next to Rayven’s pile and felt a bit confused “are you sure it’s necessary to wet the sand? It feels like a waste of precious water…” she said while starting to get a bit worried, she learned so much about how precious water is and to waste it on the sand feels a bit like a crime, though after looking at the sea full of undrinkable water her mind calms a bit as she started to smile again “I’m glad it will! I actually found it not too far away from here, I just hope no one is looking for it now” she said as she started to take the wet sand and pour it inside of the bucket.
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☾ “If it scares you, It may be a good idea to try” ☽
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↞ Rayyven was surprised by Rosa’s question. “Yeah I’m sure.” She replied, reassuring her. ”Either way the water still returns to the atmosphere and the sand stays here on the beach so it’s technically not affecting the ecosystem at all.” She said packing down the sand in the bucket to make more room for Rosa to add more.
“So how long have you been here at Beacon?” She asked, trying to keep the conversation going. The heat from the summer sun beating down on her Rayven paused for a moment tying her hair into a loose ponytail before continuing to help Rosa. ↠
