"That's my brother, little dog"
"In no sense am I "little", nor am I a dog."
Kal'tsit wrote:
"In no sense am I "little", nor am I a dog."
He referred to me, Madam...
Kal'tsit wrote:
"In no sense am I "little", nor am I a dog."
A immortal being?
"Correct."
Gensokyo will welcome you for sure...
She gets up and stretches. "What did I miss?"
“wow, searching a silly bar for a mission is embarrassing haha.” Peristéri took yet another sip of wine.
Patchouli Knowledge wrote:
Gensokyo will welcome you for sure...
"My calling remains elsewhere."
Very well.
*Shotaro walked in the bar, sighing after a long day of work. He put his katana in the weapons box and took a seat.*
Vitrian Messinius wrote:
"During the period between the fall of Cadia and the start of the Indomitus Crusade, my chapter's homeworld was overrun by Heretic Astartes. My brothers were forced to flee in a ragtag fleet. Following the dissolution of the Indomitus Crusade battlegroup I commanded, I have returned to the White Consuls with a mission to find us a new world upon which to establish a fortress-monastery. Our search has focussed down on here, the Arpar Sector, based on intel from local authorities."
"Ill remind you against our policy against takeover-" although wish himself is strong, but admitttedly these guys look spooky-
She waves at her son from the couch. "Wish, dear, over here!"
He quickly trots over to his mother "Yes ma'am?-"
Wish wrote:
"Ill remind you against our policy against takeover-" although wish himself is strong, but admitttedly these guys look spooky-
"You can keep the bar."
Peristéri wrote:
“wow, searching a silly bar for a mission is embarrassing haha.” Peristéri took yet another sip of wine.
"This bar is merely a place for me to relax and unwind. My mission takes me on a search of the surrounding subsector and it's planetary systems."
Wish wrote:
He quickly trots over to his mother "Yes ma'am?-"
SHe smiles. "Why so formal?" She pulls wish to her and hugs him.
She's trying her best ok.
"Alright, forgive me ma'am-" he said, dropping his postutr just a bit "Im already quite formal, its just a quirk I guess-"
T entered the bar with curiosity and a expectancy of being kicked out. He had a backup plan if that happened: a fake ID. On the other hand, nevermind, there was obviously children even younger than him here.
Makes her way to the bar, a bounce to her step and a jazz to her walk. She sits on a stool with a spin and laughs.
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