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Post by Neemie on Mar 18, 2013 12:41:22 GMT 1
He raised an eyebrow, and again asked himself why everyone on this crew were so clingy as he cast a glance to the metal arm now on his waist. "Well, when you put it like that, how can i refuse?" he smiled brightly, not caring how sarcastic he sounded. He thought for a moment, trying to rememebr if there still were any sort of jet-boat left since the last people who used them.... His face paled a little. "Uh... you might die just trying to gt your hands on the leftovers. You don't mind that right?"
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Post by Edward || Proteus || Ivy on Mar 18, 2013 15:16:05 GMT 1
"I won't die. I've taken ignorants and blown off half my body, so what's the worst that could possibly happen, Loki?" Ed asked with a shrug, looking at Loki slightly amused while his eyes shifted around the area, analyzing the possibilities of this possibly being the last place he ever stepped into. It did not seem to bother him.
Shrugging, he walked to Loki, raising his hand with a grin. "Well then...lead the way, young slave."
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Post by Neemie on Mar 18, 2013 15:41:11 GMT 1
Loki rolled his eyes. "Tourists," he mumbled to himself and waked past Ed to the door, stopping to look back over his shoulder. "You might bring a lunch box, and maybe something water resistant. I hope you like the ocean." he finnished with a small smirk. Beacuse none of us who lives here sure doesn't.
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Post by Edward || Proteus || Ivy on Mar 19, 2013 16:03:13 GMT 1
"I can handle the sea, my boy. You should have seen the stuff me and Al did back when we were together." he assured with a grin, hopping into one of the boats, while inspecting it. "Say...you know how to drive these, don't ya?"
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Post by Neemie on Mar 19, 2013 17:14:35 GMT 1
Loki, again, just rolled his eyes, and knew the chance of them coming back in one piece, or any piece at all were the same as zero. He cleary ahd no idea why the people on Messaline never left the village. Tourists... "Of course I do, however that won't be of much help anyway," he stated and jumped in, happily sitting behind the weal.
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