3rd Mikan [Voice / Possible Action]

[mikandelinquent]

So, the moon is closing in... and it doesn't show any signs of stopping. Is that right?

[Her voice is particularly level. In fact, casual, save for that edge of defiance in it, and crosses her arms with a pause. She's looking up, right up at the thing.]

What an ugly mug. The malnosso plan on letting us die? I doubt they're that stupid. We're too

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Action!!!

[mikandelinquent]

[When she looks up and sees that familiar face, a grin crosses her lips; she's not worried about herself, not in the least. And it's probably obvious in the way she crosses her leg, even when the earth trembles every so often from the affects of the moon.]

Ever find that waterfall, handsome?

[Teasingly, and the tone is light. But she gets that returned look he offered.]

[mikandelinquent]

Mn? [She's grinning and playful. Not much like someone who's scared of a moon, but hey, she's learned over time fear is easy to control. Scary things like this... it's all straightforward, how she intended to ever respond.]

You're not going to spend the last day out in the wilderness, then? I imagine it's a little more relaxing than the village right now, anyway.

[mikandelinquent]

Something you must do? What might that be?

[She tilts her head to look, too, curious.]

[mikandelinquent]

... Try to stop the moon? [Forgive my skepticism.] No offense, but how do you plan on doing that?

[mikandelinquent]

I see. So your sword is capable of cutting through things like the moon? [It's her best guess. Though, hey, maybe it shoots laser beams. She wouldn't know.]

[mikandelinquent]

Mystical sort of weapon, is it?

[mikandelinquent]

[She whistles, impressed.]

And your job back home was professional swordsman, then?

[mikandelinquent]

Aah. Does that mean you're also a wandering sort?