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Salvador frowned. He then crossed his arms sceptically. "You like travelling, right?" he asked Bisu. "Tell me. What parts of travelling do you like? I don't like travelling," he confessed to dragon. "It's only stomachable if you travel by train."
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"I would steal as much coffee as possible. As this mission would be a failure from the start.," he replied dryly. "I can't drive a train."
“So, what would you do if you were tasked with delivering a train load of coffee? Could you control yourself and not steal it all?”
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“Yeah, So it is pretty cool. You get to find out who did this, what causes this. Sometimes it can be dangerous tho.”
"What's it like being a detective? I heard it's really cool." She chirps, wagging her tail with excitement.
"What exactly can you do as the goddess of life and death ma'am?"
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"Rebel against my family...tell them how I felt."
"If you could re-live your life again, what would you do differently?"
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"Simply put, it's to take land that was rendered unsafe or unfit for life and to work to restoring it to a point it can sustain life. On top of this, we wish to provide teaching and shelter to those that many societies consider undesirable, even when they mean well. We wish to not only survive, but thrive as well."
(HEY MAN I JUST WANNA SAY THATS FOR MENTIONING VALNIER’S HOME WHEN YOU RESPONDED TO HIM AHHHHH)
“It is- odd seeing a council such as yourself. The idea of spell casters and beas- subsets of humans, together that didn’t have the goal to end the life of the holy. So I must ask, what is your order’s purpose?”
The cheerleader gasped in admiration once her eyes set on the man before her, and she resisted the urge to run up to him and just oohh and aahh at him.
"Wow! You look straight out of a fairytale!" she began. "May i ask something? How do you guys keep those giant insects? Are they like horses? dogs? Have they ever stung someone?"
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The posessed cheerleader stumbled forward, obviously not quite herself at the moment, but luckily not violent, at least for now.
"I would much rather stay happy foreveeEeEeerr.... you should JOIN ME..."
“When and how did ya get started collectin’ all the shiny stuff?
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“So, how did you get possessed?”
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When you drive a truck, you get to see what’s on the ground and what the locals and other people who can afford to travel see. In a plane, you just see the sky.
"Tauni, is it? I must say, I am curious as to what would drive your aspirations into trucking. If you love travel, why not be a pilot - or a flight attendant, for that matter?"
Yukio eyes Antony curiously, shocked that this strange fellow who'd just now stepped through the doors of his church had seen clean through his façade. No point lying. His smile tightens at the question - clearly his past wasn't something he was keen to discuss.
"Something like that, yes." He watches the smoke hang thick in the air. Shame Antony, too, seemed prone to eating his cigarettes - Yukio looked forward to taking it for himself. "The Underworld's decrepit king sits stupid at its helm, bloated by the praise of his mindless followers and the wretched souls he's ensnared. His children live to serve him. Then they serve him with the fullest power of their immortal hearts, die a worm, and he breathes another stupid worm to life from their ashes to serve their same purpose."
Well, either Yukio was very over his exile, or madly overcompensating. Maybe both.
Antony lit a cigarette, watching the ember at its end slowly burn away the paper. A tobacco smell filled the air, until it was snuffed out as he slid the entire stick into his mouth and chewed. “Hm…” he turned sideways, before spitting it out into a can. “Well, that tasted awful.”
He turned back to Yukio, before asking, “So, you’re also a member of demon royalty cast out from your underworld?”
Antony drug a finger along his wrist a bit, playing a little with his stinger just under the skin. “Small world.”
Antony leaned back in the chair, waving a hand nonchalantly a little. “So. Is your royalty also the eusocial ‘one Queen with a drone sometimes’, or…?”
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”Oh! These?” Antony stood proudly, flaring his wings out, which looked like panes of orange glass lined with frames of obsidian. “I can fly about, hm…”
Antony scratched his chin. “As fast as an elytra wearer with some fireworks.”
Null Telaported in front of Antony. "Tell me, how fast can you fly with those wings? You look pretty speedy" His eye stared at Anthony's wings and inspected them.
“Woah that’s so fast!”
"Head advisor for the king sounds fancy and all, but what do you do? Like, what does your job entail?"
It was moments like these where Lola was grateful for her 'frozen' expression, otherwise she would have visibly cringed. Who liked hearing 'ewwww' about themselves anyway? "Well. Unfortunately that's just my face." It was only Allister's advice that kept her from insulting that stupid bi- what? Honestly, she would probably cry about it later, considering she was indeed self-conscious about her appearance but there was nothing she could do about it. It was not like she had chosen to look like that... or to come back from the dead, but here she fucking was.