seven!

[whackanarche]

[The communicator turns on with a loud screeching noise and before you know it, it's turned on video-the vision is blurry, it's been dropped on the floor, and dirt is all over the screen, but from some ways off there is the sight of someone pinned to the floor by one of the creatures by the forest

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[imperialwill]

Oh my goodness! Is Cless all right?!

[whackanarche]

It's not physically possible for me to cast any. No elven blood.

I don't have the training to be a healer, either.

[imperialwill]

I see. So you must be of special blood to be able to cast magic. That is quite interesting.

Still, I'd like to see how your handle your bow one day. Without smashing it into faces, of course.

[whackanarche]

Come by Xanadu in the morning. You can see it there, I guess.

[imperialwill]

I look forward to it, Chester!

[whackanarche]

Sure thing.

[/is a pimp B)]

[whackadhaos]

I'm alright, Miss Natalia!

[imperialwill]

I'm very glad to hear it, Cless. It looked quite painful!

[whackadhaos]

Yeah, Chester's pretty strong.

[imperialwill]

Is that really the kind of thing to say when you've just been smacked in the face?

[whackadhaos]

Well... he didn't do it on purpose.

[imperialwill]

Still! He could have very well broken your nose!

[whackadhaos]

But he didn't, so it's alright.