"Yeah, he ain't too stealthy, is he?" says Gwendal.
"I'm stealthier!" Says Locke.
"You're dead. You can't say that." Says Lleu.
"I was stealthier. Is that better?" Says Locke.
"..." Bois stays quiet.
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"Don't worry, Squirt. We'll find it eventually." Locke says to Dorian. "And next time, we'll give it a real thrashing! Ehahahaha!!" Gwendal laughs loudly. "..." Bois nods silently.
"Good job!" says Linde. " Keep'em coming!" says Locke. "We don't want to hurt Dorian, though." says Lleu. "With that big oaf in there, nothing'll stop them!" Locke retaliates.
"Go Gwendal!" shouts Linde. "Slaughter'em, ya big ham!" shouts Locke.
"Smooth Job, Hero." says Locke. "Stop picking on the poor boy!" says Linde.
"You don't think it'd be a bad idea if we sent Dorian ahead first, would it?" asks Linde. "Of course not, it'd be his pleasure!" says Gwendal. "Don't answer for the kid!" replies Linde.
"Why dismantle it when we can just charge through it? Ehahaha!" laughs Gwendal. "If only I were alive..." says Locke. "Don't worry, Dorian! I'll be able to heal you!" says Linde. "Of course, that's assuming he runs through it like a maniac." says Lleu. "..." Bois keeps silent about the matter.
"Psh. I've seen worse!" says Locke. "I died from worse! Ehahahaha!" laughs Gwendal.
All of a sudden, all of Dorian's Ghosts except for Bois, who remains silent, start shouting "Go!"
"It's definately a... thing..." says Locke. "I think it's pretty!" says Linde. "Really? You think that is pretty?" says Lleu.
"I remember when I was able to take out skeletons with my channels. It was refreshing to see them all be smothered in holy light!" Linde says excitedly. "..." Bois remains quiet, waiting for Rasmus to return.
"You know... he's pretty good at sneaking." says Linde. "I'm better." says Locke. "You're dead." replies Lleu. "Yeah... but... I mean... well..." Locke is obviously lost for words. "Ehahahahaha!!!" cackles Gwendal Loudly.
"Yeah, body swapping tires you still, right?" says Gwendal. "Don't do it too often, we don't want to hurt Dorian." says Linde.
Locke, Gwendal, Lleu, and Linde start saying "Go!" Gradually repeating and raising in volume.
"I say we take a bath! You stink, Dorian!" says Locke. "One: You do not have a nose. Two: that's not a very nice thing to say." says Linde. "Well... naturally..." replies Locke. "You know the real reason why, but you just don't want to say it, right?"[b] asks Lleu. [b]"Ehahahaha!!!!" cackles Gwendal.
Sure you were. says Lleu. "Riiiiiiiiiiight." says Locke sarcastically. "Don't tease the poor boy!" says Linde. "...Sigh..." Bois sighs. "Ehahahahaha!!!" cackles Gwendal.
All of the spirits start giggling and cackling at his pause.
"You think we should come back here more often?" asks Linde. "NO!" shouts Locke in defiance. "And why is that?" asks Linde. "She's creepy and knows we're here. I don't like it. Not one bit." replies Locke.
"Ha! There's only the two of them here! says Gwendal. "She means us." says Linde. "Oh." replies Gwendal.
"She's a witch!" screams Linde. "Yes, that's why we called her a witch. Didn't you understand that part?" says Lleu. "I just thought you were being unkind to the poor woman. But she's actually a witch!" says Linde. "You know... I think she has something against witches. What do you think, Gwendal?" says Locke. "I think she does, Locke." Linde glares at both of them angrily.
"Hey, at least Aylya's prettier than the four-armed chick. It doesn't really matter if she can make conversation, know what I mean? Ehahahahaha!!" says Gwendal. "I'll say. She and Dorian are a match made in heaven! I mean, they're both raving lunatics!" says Locke. "Don't say such things! I'm willing to bet she's not that cold to talk to..." says Linde. "Ah, but you don't deny that Dorian's a raving lunatic." replies Locke.
"Where do you think she's going?" asks Gwendal. "I don't know, why don't you ask her?" replies Linde.
"I think she wants us to talk to him." says Lleu. "Shows what she knows!" says Locke. "Hey! Have faith in Dorian. We can guide him if he wants, too." says Linde.
"This place is a dump." says Locke. "I'm certain the lack of people is part of the problem." responds Linde. "..." Bois watches the group of people, intreged by all the different types of people.
"And now you see why we brought you here." Says Lleu. "These people need your help." Says Locke. "If you don't everyone will die." Says Linde. "You can imagine why that's bad, right? Ehahahaha!" Says Gwendal. "..." Bois keeps silent as usual.
"This'll be fun! EHAhahaha!" Says Gwendal. "I hope we can find his sign." says Linde. "Don't be such a crybaby, Linde!" says Locke. "..." Bois remains silent, but nods his head in approval.
"I'll say, it reminds me of the last Giant I killed." Gwendal says. "How does this remotely remind you of killing a giant?" asks Linde. "Oh, I'm glad you asked. See, He was big, and ugly, and had the biggest club you've ever seen in your life. And when it raised it's club high to swing at me, I swung first. Landed the club right on the bugger's head, it did." Gwendal replies. "That... doesn't have anything to do with this situation." Says Lleu in an obvious voice. "Ah, but it's still a great story! Ehahahaha!!!" Gwendal laughs loudly at his own story. "..." Bois' hand has embraced his forehead. Such a distinct mannerism in which the hand's only way to show it's grief is to connect to the part that hurts the most, the head.
"Hey, anyone else notice that there's three people here that have NOTHING to do with each other, and yet are probably here for the same reason?" Linde says to everyone. "Now that you mention it..." responds Gwendal. "Perhaps you should ask these people why they are here. Make sure to do it politely, though." says Lleu.
"You know what the first thing I notice when I see that woman?" asks Locke. "What?" responds Linde. "Her big... massive... arms." Locke says dramatically, ending with a loud laugh. "EHAHAHAHAHAHA!! You do know how to pick them!" Gwendal laughs loudly Locke's joke.
"EHAHAHAhahahaha! Oh, if only he knew the half of it!" says Gwendal. "Would that mean that he would know about 3 of us, or only 2?" asks Linde. "Well, Linde, my dear, I think it's quite obvious." says Locke. "He would only know about two and a half of us." "You're an idiot, Locke." says Lleu. "..." Bois keeps silent, listening to the words Emilio says and how Dorian plans on responding.
"This guy's such a ham!" says Locke, the ex-thief. "I'll stop this plague if it's the last thing I do-iu-iu-iu!!!!" "Nice impression." says Lleu, the ex-she Druid. "But it's not nice to make fun of people." "EHAHAHAHA!!!!" laughs Gwendal, the ex-swordsman. "Gwendal, don't encourage him!" says Linde, the ex-she Cleric. "..." The ex-Monk Bois keeps himself silent as he listens to the Banter of his comrads. |