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Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2019 3:29 pm
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medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Saint Vis rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Saint Vis rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Saint Vis rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 24, 2019 10:07 pm
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This time she did fall back, wheezing. “You must always be...having fun, then,” Sully said between pants. The aggression seemed to have evaporated with the effort expended trying to push him down. She wasn’t built for holding onto emotions for long, for better or for worse. That, or the frown weirdly eased her assumption that he was a psycho in the making.
Thankfully she was called the winner before she had to think about trying to get in again. Another long sigh left her as she relaxed. Was she talking down? Man, Sully just thought she was asking a philosophical question pertinent to his career. Was her affect too harsh? Well...she did start off judge-y, huh. This was why Blood Falcon was the favorite sister. Socializing was confusing enough without a spar layering onto it, neither of which she was good at or liked to do.
Except she had won. Twice. And she was still going to try talking. Gods, this was a bizarre day.
“Look.” She shook herself, feeling the angry spot where Milky Way had pushed again with a twitch of her eye. Hopefully the other fight took a while. “No-one enjoys me, Star Milk. I’m just useful. That’s how it goes,” Sully said with a verbal shrug. “You never have to see me while on the job? Great. More power to you. Just don’t fake the smile around me, and we’ll be fine.”
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