05-02-2016, 04:55 PM
(05-02-2016, 04:51 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: Zeurei hesitated for a moment. He'd trained himself that drawing attention was bad, not that he needed it. So it was hard to let these things happen... "Thank, you." It almost sounded forced, almost. He'd simply had trouble saying it. He did not move to stand, just, sat there, nervous as all hell without use of his eyes. Just, listening, with it being all he could do.
After a bit of time, footsteps are heard as paramedics arrive on the scene and start moving Zeurei to the hospital.
// can I leave the hospital stuff to you? I'd rather not get stuck role-playing random NPCs...
(05-02-2016, 12:05 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *still a gutted shuttle waiting to be discovered, trail of oily footprints leading off*
Some Guards notice the shuttle and footprints and start following them.
(05-02-2016, 01:56 PM)Ehksidian Wrote: "Wait," Wurg said, "those dreams actually happened? They...they were real? But...but how..." She muttered.
"Yeah, I'm still trying to process it myself..."
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