So he had just been hanging around the Harbor talking with some of the NPCs. Obviously, Albel wasn't the best conversation partner anyone could have which left Fayt wandering around town on his own. Nothing out of the ordinary; it was almost like being on Elicoor II again. Minus Cliff and everyone he knew and plus a gigantic sword. Even now, after having used the broadsword in battle so many times, Fayt still wasn't sure what to do with it.
Fayt had been here for a little over two months. Albel had apparently been here longer. But honestly? If he was going to see any other familiar faces, he certainly hadn't expected it to be like this.
SORRY FOR THE DELAYADHGLskinbrandJanuary 12 2011, 01:04:02 UTC
Probably for the best that Albel wasn't with him just then.
Nel spied Fayt, dressed as weirdly as her, and came toward him in great strides, crossing a fair distance in good time for someone at her height. The violet of her eyes blazing out at him, her fists clenched to where her knuckles were stark white-- she meant business, and her business right now was with the boy who she'd been speaking to before the unceremonious summoning through the Gate.
"Fayt," she said, calmly but for the undercurrent of fury adding a bite to the end of his name. "To my understanding, we're supposed to be on your ship. Correct?"
no worries |Ddimension_doorJanuary 12 2011, 03:39:51 UTC
Probably.
It took a fair bit of self-control to not flinch. He would have said something but the fury in Nel's voice? Yea, Fayt forgot for a second that Nel could neither attack in Mac Anu and that she probably lost most of the battle skills like he and Albel did. What could he say? The women he knew were scary when angry.
"What? Wait, what are you talking about?" So maybe he blanked out momentarily. Then again, he didn't know about the whole 'so you're from a different point in time than me' deal that The World had going.
Re: no worries |DskinbrandJanuary 12 2011, 04:53:07 UTC
Less than a day ago she'd had a near-death experience in the name of ensuring that the confused-looking boy in front of her and the rest of his group had a clear shot at leaving her planet. Nel owed them that much. And they had insisted on bringing her barely-conscious self aboard their celestial ship -- no matter that she would have peacefully gone, no regrets -- 'till the giant hole in her shoulder mended and she regained lucidity.
Then she suffered the indignity of tumbling head over ass into a street that hadn't existed a moment ago, and now here was Fayt, asking her what Nel was on about.
Even her fondness for him wouldn't protect Fayt now. She glared and made a sweep with her hand, gesturing to everything around them. "This! We were on the Diplo, making plans!"
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So he had just been hanging around the Harbor talking with some of the NPCs. Obviously, Albel wasn't the best conversation partner anyone could have which left Fayt wandering around town on his own. Nothing out of the ordinary; it was almost like being on Elicoor II again. Minus Cliff and everyone he knew and plus a gigantic sword. Even now, after having used the broadsword in battle so many times, Fayt still wasn't sure what to do with it.
Fayt had been here for a little over two months. Albel had apparently been here longer. But honestly? If he was going to see any other familiar faces, he certainly hadn't expected it to be like this.
"...!?"
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Nel spied Fayt, dressed as weirdly as her, and came toward him in great strides, crossing a fair distance in good time for someone at her height. The violet of her eyes blazing out at him, her fists clenched to where her knuckles were stark white-- she meant business, and her business right now was with the boy who she'd been speaking to before the unceremonious summoning through the Gate.
"Fayt," she said, calmly but for the undercurrent of fury adding a bite to the end of his name. "To my understanding, we're supposed to be on your ship. Correct?"
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It took a fair bit of self-control to not flinch. He would have said something but the fury in Nel's voice? Yea, Fayt forgot for a second that Nel could neither attack in Mac Anu and that she probably lost most of the battle skills like he and Albel did. What could he say? The women he knew were scary when angry.
"What? Wait, what are you talking about?" So maybe he blanked out momentarily. Then again, he didn't know about the whole 'so you're from a different point in time than me' deal that The World had going.
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Then she suffered the indignity of tumbling head over ass into a street that hadn't existed a moment ago, and now here was Fayt, asking her what Nel was on about.
Even her fondness for him wouldn't protect Fayt now. She glared and made a sweep with her hand, gesturing to everything around them. "This! We were on the Diplo, making plans!"
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