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5/4/2020 12:11:40 AM
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Cara looks at Blaze with a mixture of shock and questioning. She is left almost speechless. “Good heavens!”
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“What? It’s a nice place!”
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She wrinkles her nose doubtfully. “In the eye o’ the beholder, I suppose.”
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“Nah, hell isnt nice, but he has a very nice mansion inside of it. There’s a garden, a massive library.....”
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She perks up with interest at the mention of a library. “Do ye read much?” Whether her eagerness to respond was because of a love of books or to change the subject is difficult to tell.
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“I mean, if I can get my hands on it then yes.”
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“Is it difficult ta come across books, then? I would have imagined that outside of this place it would be easy.”
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“I haven’t checked much in Offtopic, but out while planet hunting? Rare to find one.”
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Cara tilts her head slightly. When she first met him she took him to simply be a wanderer, though if everything he said was true, was he far more than that? “Battles, destroyed ships, palaces below, an’ huntin’ planets,” she lists, “yer all o’er the place, aren’t ye?”
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[spoiler]Shoot, that was meant to be planet hopping[/spoiler] “I was, but then I just started staying in Offtopic. Though, destroying ships and hell all happened here.”
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[spoiler]Oh, whoops. Lol, [i]almost[/i] the same thing.[/spoiler] Cara shakes her head. “I don’ think I’ll ever be able ta understand ye and yer adventures fully, Blaze.”
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“Hm. Now that I y’all about it, it is kinda hard to understand. My first adventure here [i]was[/i] in a giant plant.”
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“A giant plant?”
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“Yup. Reason I made my grappling hook. Humpty Dumpty has a large fall.”
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“I take it his hasn’t been the first time ye broke somethin’,” She assumes with a smile.
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“Heh. I broke a lot of bones, then someone I consider a friend saved me.” Blaze then starts glaring at a normal plant.
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Cara follows his gaze. She wasn’t going try and guess what was on his mind, but she couldn’t help but wonder. “Are they still yer friend?”
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“I think so. That gray dude hasn’t returned my calls....”
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“If he’s anythin’ like ye, he’s probably runnin’ into trouble,” she jests.
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“I think he at least did something others.... don’t like.... I can’t say much more other then that.”
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“Ah, I see. Well, ye will always have a friend here, as long as from now on ye say goodbye before ye go.”
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“Well, that’s reassuring.”
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On the other side of the room, there is a shout for a refill. Cara straightens and hops off the stool. “I should get back ta work. Was good seein’ ye again. Be merciful ta tha’ leg o’ yers.”
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“I will. I’m thinking of making a nice walking stick. Thanks for talking to me.”
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Cara grins. “Of course. Goodbye, an’ may the wind always be at yer back.” [spoiler]Thanks for participating in both of these RPs. This one went on longer than I had anticipated, so I hope it didn’t feel like it dragged on. Though I kinda enjoyed how laid-back it was, lol.[/spoiler]
