01 Is there another world for this frail dust To warm with life and be itself again? Something about me daily speaks there must, And why should instinct nourish hopes in vain?
02 ‘Tis nature’s prophesy that such will be, And everything seems struggling to explain The close sealed volume of its mystery. Time wandering onward keeps its usual pace As seeming anxious of eternity,
03 To meet that calm and find a resting place. E’en the small violet feels a future power And waits each year renewing blooms to bring, And surely man is no inferior flower To die unworthy of a second spring?
[god who's texting him now he's out hunting dammi-
--OH OKAY better think of a good reply...]
01 All the recruits are so diverse, even meeting them could be a hobby at this point. [He hasn't heard about the Neheda Shopping Channel yet, because he's... trying to drag a Hoch corpse.] There's also hunting, but I don't think you'll like that.
02 I'm not sure if you'll like training how to fight with other people, either. We're having a big campfire tonight and a feast of alien meat along with it, though!
[So here's the guy she had to follow, steal some blood from, and recommend how to kill. Great. Just great. He looked about twelve years old, despite what his profile said. Not that it mattered. She certainly wasn't going to just give up information about someone's weak spots without good reason. And Dagger had definitely not given any,
She lurked for a few hours, watching him, trying to get an idea of his habits before deciding it was time to give up the ghost. She dropped down from one of the rover and then turned the corner to face him.]
[It's funny, because normally, Hanbei's pretty good at picking out when people are tailing him. But maybe it's because of his pursuer's own expertise that makes Hanbei jump a bit when she appears.]
Whoa! Don't scare me like that. [He doesn't seem too surprised, though.] But that's right. And you are?
FROM: sturmhond@cdc.org TO: takenaka.hanbei@cdc.org
I hope you don't mind a small check-in, Hanbei. I wanted to make sure you got your crate today. If you could let me know one way or the other, I'd be grateful.
Don't worry about me, I'm not feeling any worse! 。(⌒∇⌒。) [That's because until he gets his medicine, he's basically in constant pain. But it's not getting worse. Yet.] What about you, though? You can't eat meat, right?
Hey thanks for volunteering to help make a shit ton of cake. Here is the recipe broken down into measurements I think everyone can understand. Its for a single cake so well be doubling this a bunch of times. We break this up into four batches of 50 small cakes and its done. You can thank Terra for spell checking and fixing my crap grammar on it.
Yes you read that right we are making bomb cake. I know this looks like a normal cake recipe. Thats because it is. But I wouldnt go licking any used spoons or sneaking a piece when its done. Like I said on the network I can enchant items and materials with one use fire spells and things with crystal-like properties hold spells best. Ive applied this to cooking and baking before and even though theres a chemical change the results are effective and they aint pretty. Ive already enchanted the sugar and salt with four different fire spells. It will be safe to use just not safe to eat. Hope you werent planning on eating any of it. Me and every one else will know if you try. Especially the medical crew.
And before anyone asks no I dont know what Dagger wants so much of this horror cake for but this is happening.
Come by the kitchens any time after 09:00 and Ill be there working. Dont come too late though or I wont enchant shit for you.
[ OOC: Log going up in enlistment soon! Also whoops forgot the day and hour, sorry;;; ]
[Why are there so many worlds with soldiers. Come on, this is getting ridiculous. (It doesn't matter that this girl looks, like, 16, because he's got younger soldiers on his hands.)]
Some things here will be easier for you, then. You should be glad! [Y-yeah.] Though... Sasha Braus, right? That name sounds familiar.
[They're 'true'... as true as Hanbei's story-telling skills can get.] Oh, an eight-headed hydra. [But at least that's 100% the truth. Unfortunately.]
Well, there's not a lot of things worth getting shot by an arrow for. [Basically, not many things worth dying for.] But the looks on my friend's face was definitely worth it! During a battle, an arrow was fired right at me, and it would've gone through my chest if it wasn't for the sticky black rice cake I kept in my pocket. That stopped the arrow!
[how is he still alive]
Of course, the scouts happened to leave the fact that I didn't actually get shot by an arrow out, so Kanbei rushed into my camp looking all flustered and concern. You should've seen his expression when I told him what happened!
[ If Amber knows how to make a disbelieving face at that bit about the hydra... she would. But as it if she just waits for him to finish his story with some amusement. ]
Did you show him the sticky black rice cake with an arrow in it?
Edward is dating Shinji-kun? Shinji-kun is 14, likely 15 by now. His physique is slight but he's healthy and there's certainly beauty in his body. Anyone would be privileged to cherish him.
[ It must be bad enough that Red is one of those sorts where sleep is successful at eluding him for the most part (and go figure, the clock is incredibly longer on this planet), but now he has the delight of the short nap he was getting - huddled upright with arms and legs folded in, head tipped down - gets abruptly interrupted.
Hanbei deserves the ungraceful answer he gets of a dazed face and a not-at-all there- ]
Huh?
i should've probably moved the other one to inbox too--
[It's okay, who cares about being ungraceful? Hanbei's sleeping schedule is fucked to hell and back, and it just so happens that the time Red is having a good night's sleep is when he's most widely awake.]
Come on, it's sunrise! [SORRY NOT SORRY but he's grabbing your arms and dragging you to your feet. It's hilarious, how he can complain about people waking him up from his naps while not hesitating to do the same to others.
But they weren't even the one being funny -- just casual, with a nonchalant way of speaking that doesn't breach offensive, exactly. Was he supposed to know who Sun Zuu was?
Regardless, there's no objections or nowhere better for Red to be at the end of it, so he resumes walking, approaching Hanbei until he turns again. At least no one's asking him to put his best face on. ]
What contract? [ What a lot of things, but let's start there. ]
[It was funny until he was dropped onto the ice and people were left to get eaten. It hasn't been funny for the past nine months.]
The contract binding us to work with the CDC. If it's any consolation, we're not exactly slaves. [Not exactly!] They can promise us a lot if we do what they want us to.
[...Which might not be worth it, but hey.
Again, like Sun Tzu said: One of the greatest sins to commit as a general is over-solicitude. Keeping your sympathy on the backburner (but don't kill it, never kill it) will help.]
And if you don't want a reward, they have another reason to keep you here.
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