{| 001 |} Accidental & Voice

[rdmcatpaw]

...This isn't the boat to Whitegate and its much fancier than an airship!

[There's some slight fiddling as she taps a pearl.]

...Romy? Hey, Romy...? Damn, I can't hear him... Oh! Let's try my linkshell. Hello? Guys? Sages? ........Nothing.

AH! [There's some rustling of clothes because she's searching for something, sounding a bit paniced.] Where's my Joyeuse or my shield!? I didn't leave them back at my Mog house! ...Unless some stupid monster knocked it off my arm with that damn ability of theirs... but that's unlikely. I wasn't in Campaign or Beseige before coming here.

Huh? What's this? Is it some sort of linkshell pearl?

[She's pressing away on buttons before pausing.] It must be...

Ah, hello! My name is Catpaw and its nice to meet you all. I'm sorry for asking so suddenly but where is this vassal heading?

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[psychoticracer.livejournal.com]

Of course you do.

**His tone is excruciatingly patronizing. He notes how she turns her back on him, guesses that her reliance on magic has made her careless. Sloppy.

His fingers positively itch to go for the exposed kidneys.**

By the way. Whomever you're "taken" by? Unless they're here, AND unless they're of equal caliber to the rest of the killers on this damn ship, it doesn't fucking count.

Your pretty little allicat ears will end up as someone's trophy if you keep on "respecting personal space" in such a spectacular fashion.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[Actually she relied more on her sword but alas, magic was the way to go.]

I meant I'm engaged. To be wed.

[Although, at the comment of her ears being chopped off made her pause in her steps. She moves her arms in to a casting movement, charging a spell.]

I don't need another person to be joking about removing my ears.

[She moved her arms out to their full length as a decent sized bubble of water landed on top of Erol.]

Next time, I'll use a more powerful spell and it won't be so pleasant. I hope that will help cool you down a little.

[With that said and done, she left the gym.]

[psychoticracer.livejournal.com]

[Erol shakes the water from his ears and spits disdainfully.

Congratulations, you just earned yourself a place high on Erol's List. Expect a visit from him and/or Even after they take care of their current targets ♥

Pectoral juncture, several more abdomen cuts, hamstring, kidneys, sweet spot, jugular.

Aaaand the pathetically-shredded punching bag meets it's maker.]