He picks up a training sword, standing loosely. He helps correct her stance.
Festus clicks and squeaks. "Nice to meet you. Names Leo, Leo Valdez. Never call me Leonidas. I hate that name." he says with an impish grin.
She swings at them, doing better with that corrected stance, but unable to properly swing the blade and optimize the blade's weight. Even if she does land a hit, it wouldn't hurt in the slightest.
"Wasn't gonna before, and now I certainly won't." She smiles at the both of them, cracking her knuckles "Do either of you know a good place to stay? Just in case my camp ends up being destroyed."
He easily blocks it. "We should probably get you a shorter sword until you build up a bit more muscle."
"Theres a tavern down the road. I also have bunks here. But its honestly nicer at the tavern, especially if you don't like the sounds of machines and stuff."
She nods, trying to put more weight on the tip of the blade by shifting her stance and swinging again.
"I'm fine here if you don't mind me staying. I like noise, it reminds me of my days in the sniper unit." She cracks her neck "I'll go get my things." She walks off, coming back a while later with all of her things in a single crate.
"Okay, that wasnt too bad." he says, blocking again.
"O-oh okay." he stammers. Once she leaves him and Festus exchange a look
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Just a normal human guy who wants to eat the gods.*
(sounds like a good snack)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*I wanna make Roy Mustang, but using electricity and make him a twink, but I probably won't unless I get some real inspiration. Anyway, does anyone else just feel like shedding their mortal coil?*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*I wanna make Roy Mustang, but using electricity and make him a twink, but I probably won't unless I get some real inspiration. Anyway, does anyone else just feel like shedding their mortal coil?*
*sure or you can just read rebirth and gather inspiration from a dude named leng he is apart of the military and he has electricity powers*
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"Okay, that wasnt too bad." he says, blocking again.
"O-oh okay." he stammers. Once she leaves him and Festus exchange a look
With every strike she tries to improve, though some of the changes only make things worse, which she swiftly changes again.
She puts down the crate, along with her crossbow and breastplate. She sits down on the crate and begins to unbraid her long curly hair.
He corrects her until her form is close to perfect.
Leo busies himself with making more lanterns, bringing down his hammer on the metal, each blow ringing out. Festus curls up in a corner to nap.
After a while, she falls into a coughing fit, dropping her sword and falling to the ground.
Ana spends her time polishing and renewing the paint on her crossbow, staring at Leo with her soft brown eyes, as if she is analyzing him or something.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*I wanna make Roy Mustang, but using electricity and make him a twink, but I probably won't unless I get some real inspiration. Anyway, does anyone else just feel like shedding their mortal coil?*
*sure or you can just read rebirth and gather inspiration from a dude named leng he is apart of the military and he has electricity powers*
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*Oh Rebirth? I haven't read that yet, I'll look into it. Thanks for the recommendation.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*I wanna make Roy Mustang, but using electricity and make him a twink, but I probably won't unless I get some real inspiration. Anyway, does anyone else just feel like shedding their mortal coil?*
*sure or you can just read rebirth and gather inspiration from a dude named leng he is apart of the military and he has electricity powers*
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*Oh Rebirth? I haven't read that yet, I'll look into it. Thanks for the recommendation.*
"Okay, that wasnt too bad." he says, blocking again.
"O-oh okay." he stammers. Once she leaves him and Festus exchange a look
With every strike she tries to improve, though some of the changes only make things worse, which she swiftly changes again.
She puts down the crate, along with her crossbow and breastplate. She sits down on the crate and begins to unbraid her long curly hair.
He corrects her until her form is close to perfect.
Leo busies himself with making more lanterns, bringing down his hammer on the metal, each blow ringing out. Festus curls up in a corner to nap.
After a while, she falls into a coughing fit, dropping her sword and falling to the ground.
Ana spends her time polishing and renewing the paint on her crossbow, staring at Leo with her soft brown eyes, as if she is analyzing him or something.
He swears, helping her up. "hey hey, breathe breathe." he says, panicking and taking her back inside the tavern's protective circle.
Leo wipes the sweat off of his forehead with a towel, analyzing the metal. He takes off his sweater to only be wearing his tanktop and jeans.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Writing up some Lore for Carrion, his dead husband Ko, and his children.*
(who is carrion?)
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He swears, helping her up. "hey hey, breathe breathe." he says, panicking and taking her back inside the tavern's protective circle.
Leo wipes the sweat off of his forehead with a towel, analyzing the metal. He takes off his sweater to only be wearing his tanktop and jeans.
She tries to breath, but can't get in a full breath with the coughing. She stumbles into the protective circle, but after a while, the coughing fades.
She stands up to look over their shoulder, almost touching them as she looks at the metal "Hmm. You keep working, I'll wipe your sweat."
"Did you take any meds today..?"
Leo jumps slightly, startled. "Y-yeah, okay." he says, slamming his hammer into the metal again, shaping it slowly.
She nods, clinging to them, holding their hand.
She does as she said she would, wiping away their sweat, making sure not to bother them "I don't think you're good at this because your dad is. I just think that you are."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Okay, that wasnt too bad." he says, blocking again.
"O-oh okay." he stammers. Once she leaves him and Festus exchange a look
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(sounds like a good snack)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*do do do stocking up for the apocalypse we are all gonna die*
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With every strike she tries to improve, though some of the changes only make things worse, which she swiftly changes again.
She puts down the crate, along with her crossbow and breastplate. She sits down on the crate and begins to unbraid her long curly hair.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I wanna make Roy Mustang, but using electricity and make him a twink, but I probably won't unless I get some real inspiration. Anyway, does anyone else just feel like shedding their mortal coil?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He corrects her until her form is close to perfect.
Leo busies himself with making more lanterns, bringing down his hammer on the metal, each blow ringing out. Festus curls up in a corner to nap.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(you want to rp Theren?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Writing up some Lore for Carrion, his dead husband Ko, and his children.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*sure or you can just read rebirth and gather inspiration from a dude named leng he is apart of the military and he has electricity powers*
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*oh geez*
Ye old creator of characters
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This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
After a while, she falls into a coughing fit, dropping her sword and falling to the ground.
Ana spends her time polishing and renewing the paint on her crossbow, staring at Leo with her soft brown eyes, as if she is analyzing him or something.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
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*Oh Rebirth? I haven't read that yet, I'll look into it. Thanks for the recommendation.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
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He swears, helping her up. "hey hey, breathe breathe." he says, panicking and taking her back inside the tavern's protective circle.
Leo wipes the sweat off of his forehead with a towel, analyzing the metal. He takes off his sweater to only be wearing his tanktop and jeans.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(who is carrion?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
She tries to breath, but can't get in a full breath with the coughing. She stumbles into the protective circle, but after a while, the coughing fades.
She stands up to look over their shoulder, almost touching them as she looks at the metal "Hmm. You keep working, I'll wipe your sweat."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Did you take any meds today..?"
Leo jumps slightly, startled. "Y-yeah, okay." he says, slamming his hammer into the metal again, shaping it slowly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*oh jester since Leng isn't the main character it will take a bit for Leng to be introduced into the story just a heads up*
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She nods, clinging to them, holding their hand.
She does as she said she would, wiping away their sweat, making sure not to bother them "I don't think you're good at this because your dad is. I just think that you are."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)