"!?" He spins around, catches a knife, and hurls it back at Taeral.
((Uh.. what? could you try saying that again, you aren't making much sense Naysayer))
((Basically he threw knives at you from his dorm in the school even though we're below it.))
((..Yeah Naysayer that's not possible))
((What if they were ghooooooost knives?))
Lee wrote:
((Uh.. what? could you try saying that again, you aren't making much sense Naysayer))
I was watching you from my window and i tossed two knife at your legs
((But we're below the school. 
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((Then they wouldn't have hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit humans stereo. Naysayer, from that height it would be basically impossible to see us, let alone hit us.))
((I was trying to be sarcastic.))
Lee wrote:
((Then they wouldn't have hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit humans stereo. Naysayer, from that height it would be basically impossible to see us, let alone hit us.))
((will do.))
He pushes past a curtain of woven vines and a cracked boulder into a cave with a few large mats and some preserved meat. "Make yourself at home."
He sighed and lay down with his arms crossed behind his head.
He lit a fire with a metal rod and some flint, then roasting some meat over the flame.
His eyes flitted around the cave, associating himself with it.
Marks of blood and unholy magic stain the walls from the fight with Linghun.
"That looks like.. nevermind."
"Oh, that? Some huashi guy tried to kill me with a giant dead bull thingy." He shrugged and tore a piece off of the meat, chewing quietly.
"Right, makes sense.."
He offers him a piece of the meat. "His name was Lin... Ling.... Lingu..... Pingu..... Linghun."
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