Gwynn lets out a sigh of relief, reloading her pistol. ”That was an experience, she said. ”Doesn’t feel like it’s over, does it?” She raises one of her hands, fingertips glowing. ”Who thinks they need help?
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Gwynn pulls her pistol and fires at the closest goblin to her.
Mmmuhoh, Gwynn goes, reaching for her pistol.
Gwynn bowed to Freddy, Been a time and again, Freddy. Looking forward to next time. She said with a wave.
Gwynn replied to Kek’ra in a whisper, Don’t worry, I’ll just be more discreet. Gwynn waved, Hello, Freddy, Gwynn said. I’m red, She thought with a bit of a grin. Truly a pleasure.
If I do, then it’s totally by accident, Said Gwynn, smiling slightly and glancing quickly to Ke’kra. When asked if they had any questions, Gwynn raises her hands, On a scale from one-to-ten, if this goes badly, how badly will this go?
Sorry, I’m having words with my bird friend. Please ignore me. Said Gwynn, as if there was nothing wrong with that sentence.
Don’t say it could be worse. That’s when it starts getting worse, Gwynn said to Seraphina, chuckling a bit nervously. Were you able to see in the dark before you— ah... died? Gwynn asked. Weird question to ask. Gwynn supposed that she had suspected the same thing of him. Are you able to see anything new since your recent be-spirit-ment? During Freddie’s ‘tour’, Gwynn took a handkerchief and placed it over her nose.
Noseplugs. That sounds promising. I love my job, Said Gwynn, her shoulders slumping.
That was exactly the book she was thinking of. Reading it alone and usually under the light of a dark candle, it contributed a lot to her coulrophobia. That’s the one. Yes. Thanks. She watches the process of bargaining going on, intently, looking to get a feel for what this guy was like.
Gwynn, quite uncharacteristically quiet up until now, widened her eyes at the eery sight. She blinked, then turned to the rest of the group. My, my, I think I’ve read horror novels that begin —or end— this way.
Gwynn, quite uncharacteristically quiet up until now, widened her eyes at the eery sight. She blinked, then turned to the rest of the group. My, my, I think I’ve read horror novels that begin —or end— this way.
DX sorry I’ve been gone. I haven’t been getting updates on this game since the website had had its little bit of chaos (and I still don’t appear to be getting them, either) and the red dot hasn’t appearing for my PMs. Sorry for any inconvenience!
Gwynn takes the handkerchief and nods. Thanks. Damn decent of you,” she said, before she started to dab at her forehead with the cloth. I’m Gwynn, She said to the new faces as she started patting the cloth to the back of her neck. Got us outta a real hot spot y’did. she takes the handkerchief and jokingly offers it to Abel, Got enough in ‘ere to fill a pool. Help y’self,”
Gwynn was breathing heavily, wiping her forehead with her arm, saying, ”Does anybody have a dry towel or washcloth?” She asked, whipping her hand to the floor, coughing.
Gwynn fires off another shot towards the target of her last bullet, then quickly reloads, her weapon. Worst. Sauna. Ever. She said, wiping the sweat off of her brow with her sleeve.
Gwynn reloads her pistol but doesn’t fire. She quick runs alongside Seraphina, reaching inside her implement pouch and pulling out a nicked steel coin, tapping it to Seraphina’s shoulder,
I don’t suppose that Daze Monster would work on an ooze?
Gwynn's eyes widened at the mass of heat, muttering quickly fonging sh!te!, And pulling her pistol, taking a shot at the thing.
Gwynn followed the group, hand for whatever reason falling to the grip of her pistol, as if that would be a suitable measure against a flipping fire.
Nothing extreme, luckily, Gwynn said, So... how was she-- it? How was it all?" She asked, wandering if Seraphina's experience was as extreme as her own.
No problem. Literally everything's changing at my job r/now, so I've been having troubles getting here, too.
Gwynn joins the rest of the group with a wide-eyed look on her face and the weight of mental exhaustion on her shoulders. Well... that was an experience I won't soon forget... She said to the team.
Spoiler: Gwynn swallowed uncomfortably, looking from Kek-ra to Graymand and then nodding, not doubting that she would be able to fulfill her end of the deal. She stayed quiet, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of a struggle, Will that be all, then? She asked, letting her bitterness show through her voice.
Spoiler: Gwynn looks to Ke'Kra and tries to look for the right words to say, floundering on it a bit before she said, It's for a ritual, She said, trying to get it through in her tone that it was something she had to explain later. She turned to the lady, I am to bring these things to you? She asked, Or... She began, leaving hanging what was going to end, else what? before she decided that maybe that wasn't a question she wanted to ask right now.
Spoiler: Rectify... Gwynn began, looking down at the list of ingredients, turning to Ke'kra, then back to Greymand, Okay... She said.
Spoiler: Well... To begin with, I died. That might have had something to do with it. But I'm back now, mostly better, which I didn't know was a thing. Yes, that might have a lot to do with it. Gwynn said, I'll be honest, I'm still bereft of most of my answers on that front,
Oh. Me. I thought you meant, Gwynn began before falling silent and taking her seat, So... I guess we have a mutual friend, then, eh...? She asked, noting that the woman used less soft terms than that.
Spoiler: Gwynn watched at all the various items and slowly got the picture, swallowing and looking to the old woman, who to her surprise, wasn't looking to her, but to Kek'ra, then she remembered an early conversation with the Tengu. She was quiet, watching their exchanges, the atmosphere tense. She wasn't quite sure whether or not she should sit, as well. She held her hands behind her back and flicked her gaze between the two.
Gwynn watches Morganna for a bit as she pondered the fixation she had on drills, remembering the Graymands. She then turned to Abel. Is she looking for the next up? She asked. If so... I'm not ready, but... well, I'm ready as I'll ever be.
Any warnings, or is this a kind of 'don't say anything to the others' kind of thing? Gwynn asked Mindos.
I wouldn't mind being dolled up a bit before meeting the nobolity, Gwynn said, Gotta put your best foot forward, is what I say, Honestly, she was more excited by the possibility of free clothes than by making a good impression.
Gwynn looked down to Kek'Ra, C'mon birdie, you can do it, She said, goading him along his train of thought as best as she knew how. I'd enjoy having my fortune told, Gwynn said, having more than dabbled in the occult herself. I have a few questions in mind, myself, She said, looking to her Tengu friend. Entering the building, Gwynn takes a lollipop for herself, then three more for her pockets.
Looking forward to that, too, Gwynn said. She wasn't a huge fan of being kept in the dark of anything, but she was patient. Never thought that I'd make it into the security business m'self, honestly. Interesting feeling.
You should apply for a job here, Sera, Gwynn said, snickering. It looks just as risky and haphazard as what we do.
Lost power for a long stretch, too. It was fifty-four degrees at home at its coldest, but luckily, it's back on, now.
Mustn't 'ave been too long, Gwynn said, attempting not to slur her speech and snicker at her dancing bird-friend. I c'n f'llow you if y'wan't, Abel.
That's the spirit, birdy! Gwynn said excitedly as she continued to dance, not caring how much she looked like a librarian on the dance floor. Get freaky!
Gwynn turns to Ke'kra. My good friend, do you wanna
Oh... Ok... . Gwynn says, taking her first gulp, just as much as Kal had. She grimaces, makes a pained noise, then forces a laugh. Mmm, She said. You can tell it's good because of how much it burns going down. She said. It still hurts... Gwynn smiles at Kal and Seraphina as she tries to regain clarity in her left eye. Dance with 'im Sera, She said. It'll be a hoot.
Oh, I've read all of K.K Lewis's works, though my personal favourite author is Nile Gamen, specifically Caldean Gods. I like a lot of his work for children, too. Gwynn said. Has she learned anything from those tomes? Do we have a budding mage?
Gwynn finally lifts her drink, takes a quick whiff. Do humans actually... survive this? She asked, watching the melting object. What is this cup made of?
I like political work the best when it's in satire. Sometimes involving animals, Gwynn said to Kek'Ra. I'd like to meet that sister of yours and talk literature, Gwynn said. Does she have any favorite authors? I hate tomatoes, too. Gwynn felt fit to add, quietly. Gwynn eyes the Roarin' 20 nervously, turning to Kek'ra with a grim nod, then said. I'll partake. Give me the proper serving. I apologize ahead of time for anything I might do after imbibing.
I'm still in, and I have definitely been slacking on my veggies lately.
He's a paladin in a bar. It'd be strange if he wasn't quiet. Glad to have you back :) |