[57.00] Backdated to the 27th

[psychoticracer]

[Silence. Then...]

Mmhn...

Oh for the love of...

[A rustle as Erol lifts his head to glare sleepily at Link. His hair is mussed and his ears droop as he fights off the drugs. All in all, he looks like a dulled knife, it's kind of pathetic.]

You... mmf... do that again and I swear... I'll skin you by inches, orders or -

[And here's the point

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[Commentlog] Html hates me right now ;;

[dual_dragon]

((ooc: She's wearing something like this, btw~))

[Captain Erol is hurt. Badly.

Not that Eon cared much, really. Part of her felt pleased that he'd finally gotten beaten up himself, while the other half was horrified that someone would do that and that she felt happy about it. Like revenge. She had spent some time after the incident talking to the other passengers, and she now knew just how dangerous and untrustworthy the elven man could be.

Eon is visiting out of curiosity as to the extent of Erol's injuries, and to perhaps understand the reason for his actions.]

[Commentlog] o noes :<

[psychoticracer]

[Erol is resting, but his ears twitch and his dark golden eyes open at the sound of footsteps.

Out of all the people he expected to drop by, this is possibly the last.]

Come to stick a knife in my side? I think there's a line for that.

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[dual_dragon]

[Offended Eon is offended.]

I'm not that kind of person, like you are. I was just... curious, I suppose. And I wanted to talk a little.

[She glances to the side at the young boy, his apparent body guard.]

Is it okay if I stay here a little while?

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[threedaystime]

[He'd stood when the woman entered, and watched their exchange wearily. When she suddenly speaks to him, he pauses for a moment and just gives a short nod. He's watching you, though, lady.]

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[psychoticracer]

Yes, that's me, the curiosity.

[It lacks any real heat or anger however, and he gestures with one hand, though his arm doesn't leave the mattress. His chest muscles were damaged, it hurts like hell to attempt to support the weight of his arm.]

Go on then.

[Most of his body is covered by blankets, though what's visible of his chest is heavily bandaged, faint blood spots here and there. Eon might be able to tell from the shape of the blankets that the bandages continue all the way down his torso.]

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[dual_dragon]

((ooc: Link isn't supposed to be able to tell Eon's a girl, btw... I think, at least.))

[Eon doesn't answer right off, intead moving to sit on another chair nearby. She takes a few moments to study him with her Hua, gazing at his aura directly, something she hadn't done that other time.

Don't worry, Link, she's about as violent as a pouting kitten most of the time. <3

Darkness. Pain. Anger, and many more things tainted the man's spirit, and it only made her feel even more worse that she hadn't spotted it before.]

You deserve what's happened to you. And more, you know, Captain.

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[psychoticracer]

Commander now.

[The correction is swift and automatic; the less said of his temporary oath transference to Torn, the better. If Praxis found out, Erol’s life wouldn’t be worth a Lurker’s hairball, system or no. As a matter of fact, he didn’t even want to THINK about the use Praxis would make of the system. No, best if everyone simply forgot about that little incident.

Thank Mar that Erol was the only one still about who knew the details. Well.... and Christine. With luck she’d forgotten by this point. The remnants of the Precurian letters that Capris had carved into his chest were now obscured by clawmarks, so physical evidence was minimized.

Erol shot Eon a disgusted look for the follow-up comment, however.]

Surely you don’t say. And here I thought no one would ever seek revenge for the things I’ve done! How enlightening.

[Sarcasm you can cut with a knife. It's his specialty.]

Are you merely going to lecture worn-out platitudes, boy, or do you have something original to say.