Psychic Focal (Character event)

Tson

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John's eyes widen.
"So that's what the bugger uses it for. I thought there were some reason to it, but no one would listen to me."

Drakador_Chaos
Blak takes her gently from Nurian, when he scans the corner he sees a patch of cold air, and it is roughly the shape of a human...

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Tson
"What- OHH HELL YEAH!"
Heinrich claps his hands..
"We just saved us a long ass time of building a large metal tower! Now where's that doc?"

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
"Humanoid, the question is likely..."...he picked up a piece of debris and lobbed it against the patch, while scanning for psychic resonance...
"It might beneficial if you bring her out of the tower, preferably somewhere dry, don´t leave the area yet though, I can probably deal with her injuries."

Tson

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Sam shakes his head.
"Zagt, we told you. That Earhart feller won't show his face around here for a while."
John grins.
"Well that's fine then, acause you are goin to Zagt tomorrow anyway aint ye? Adam told me 'an Suzie when he came to check on Sam."
He looks at Sam.
"Oh yeah, I meant to tell you, Adam gave me some socks your Ma knitted you."
Sam tries to thump the wall, but his fist just goes through it.
"Bloody hell, I told her not to waste 'er money on wool, I always ruins em anyway, it's the salt water."

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Tson
Lagertha nods..
"Good point. We wanna store the bodies here or take em with us?"

Tson

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"I'm not leavin' meself 'ere! You takes us or there'll be trouble."
"Now now sam don't be too hard, they are doing their best."
Sam wheels to John, his eyes flashing.
"They killed us John, or 'ave you forgotten that? I don't trust these two further than I could spit 'em."

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Tson
Heinrich looks at them with disdain..
"Had you guys simply left us alone we'dnt have this problem. But Ight we'll take ya with us."

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
"Then... what's your next guess? Else I'll just fly over to Zagt to search for that damned doc"

Tson

Fort_Master_Gustav
"Well I don't know old chap, I don't really like Zagt, only go there if I have to, it's the mayor you see, he's... odd, disconcerting, always seems to be standing behind you whenever it would most put you out. First time I went there I thought he must have had a few brothers who were pulling some sort of jape on us."
He scratches his head.

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Sam storms over, and jabs his finger at Heinrich, the tip of it slightly passing into his chest, where he feels a chill.
"You were peddling stolen gold you bloody mongrel, I was doing my duty as a citizen holding you up, what would you do if one o' us turned up at your town wi' a bloody bullion stash."

RandomCommander

Tson
((Oh shit, post 666.))
((Also, just finished reading this entire thread. Was considering joining. Somehow I already have access to the discord.))

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Tson
"Oi, I fucking mined that gold out of my own damn claim with ma own scratched up hands, you fuckin-"
"Stop it, both of ya!"

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
"Well "odd" is just what I'm looking for! Maybe he will know what's going on in this place, you know a nice quick way to get there?"

Tson

RandomCommander
(I would be thrilled, and we appear to have lost most of our players too somehow... XD Talk on the discord.)

Tson

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"THERE AINT NO CLAIMS YOU THEIF."
Sam has gone a darker shade of translucent, he would probably be purple if tangible.
"YOU BLOODY KNOW ALL ORES BELONG TO THE CROWN, ARE YOU SOME SORT 'O BLOODY LEVELLER?"

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Tson
"What in the FICK are you talking bout?! Zhere, where Ich come from, you can buy land freely and zhen dig for yer own gold!!!"
The more enraged he got, the more his accent came through..

Tson

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"I don't know where you come from mate, and I don't care, but it's plain you aint from round 'ere that's for bloody certain. And when I gets me body back i'm goin ta take that stolen gold, and i'm going to shove it up y-"
"Sam, that's enough."
John lays a hand on his shoulder.
"I knows you are angry, but it doesn't help, I'd rather we weren't in this situation either, but it can't be helped, so we should all try to get along."
Sam glares at him.
"Get along wi' theives and murderers, you're tight."
"I am not, how'm I sposed to drink like this?"
"You're mad then."

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Tson
"Verdammte Scheisse, how hard is it for ye ta grasp zhat I dug zhat shit up legally and by maself?! Its mine by law, so kindley fuck off."
Lagertha put her hand on his shoulder..
"Calm down, dis shit doesn't help anyone..."

Tson

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Sam bunches his fists.
"HOW THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT LEGAL? NOWHERE ON THIS WORLD IS TAKING ORE LEGAL YOU BLOODY FOOL, AND IGNORANCE 'O THE LAW DOESN'T MEAN NOTHING."
"Sam-"
"SHUT UP JOHN."

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Tson
"I CAN TELL YOU WITH A 100% CHANCE ZHAT YOU HAVE NO CLUE WHERE ZHE FUCK WE EVEN COME FROM DO SHUT ZHE FUCK UP!"
"Heinrich,reg dich ab.."

Tson

Fort_Master_Gustav
"Well, er, the mail coach is the best option, but you've only just got here, won't you stay for a while?"

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Sam's eyes flash, and he rises to his full height...though this is still considerably shorter than Heinrich.
"THAT'S IT, I'VE HAD IT WI' YOU! YOU CAN TAKE YOUR BLOODY MORTALITY, AND YOU CAN SHOVE IT MATE! AND WHAT'S MORE HERE'S ANOTHER LITTLE GIFT FOR YOU!"
His arm comes about in a fluid motion, and his ghostly knife embeds itself in Heinrich's shoulder, he feels pain as if he had been stabbed by a tangible blade. Sam turns and storms off through the wall. John shakes his head.
"He always was an impulsive bugger, I were tryin' to tell 'im what Adam said about where you come from."

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Tson
Heinrich shrugs as if nothing happened, and brushed over the hit spot, not giving it a second glance..
"He'll come back and understand. Sooner or later, doesn't matter now though."

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
"I mean... I guess I'm in no rush, so I can stay, but eventually I'll have to get to the problem. Maybe I can wait for the mayor to come back."

Tson

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"Aye... I think i'll go and look for him though, you two might as well turn in, I'll wake ye up when it's time for the coach."
He nods at them and walks out through the window into the street.

RandomCommander
There is silence, except for the chirping of exotic animals and the steady drum of rain on the jungle canopy above them, they all feel a slightly eerie feeling in their cortex, as if it is suddenly cold, but this soon passes. Night is approaching, and the sky has become darker, there is a rumble of thunder in the distance, and the rain begins to pelt down, huge droplets splashing off the verdant undergrowth around the Androids.