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Keilee, who had mostly been silently staring at the demon general in a way similar to how she would at Keith when he wasn't watching, cleared her throat before asking a question of her own.
"Also, why wipe out the other races anyway? It just seems so.. awful."

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Keilee watches the conversation about the tournament, but doesn't comment. While she didn't like fighting at all, the idea of getting the next badge without having to actually kill someone did appeal to her a lot more than the alternative.

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Ragnar nods. "Yes, avoiding unnecessary interactions would be a good idea. Also I am very hungry."

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Ragnar shrugs. "I don't see why people appearing out of nowhere is that creepy compared to other things. Like that statue at the park that looks shifty... but now that you mention it, that is a problem we should probably look into. If she seeks to stop our attempts at combating zoanthropes having no way to predict or stop her from appearing to do so is... problematic to say the least... Should I perhaps see about doing research into her when I get home?"

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After watching Keith's arm wrestling match in a totally non-creepy or fangirlish way, Keilee had gone to sit down in a quiet area. Once there, she pulled out her tablet and started amusing herself with it, however it is she does that.

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Ragnar nods. He's silent for a moment before finally speaking.
"No."

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Ragnar tilted his head at that. It was most definitely a threat but the woman had yet to take hostile action, so there likely was some room for questioning.
"Well... why?"

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Ragnar sits up, the blast having knocked him back onto his rear with it's force. Doing a mental review of his current status he frowns, noting that his armor was fairly thinned out at the front by this point. He waited, watching the new insectoid themed person that had appeared for signs of hostility... And then relaxing when it seemed unlikely there would be any. Finally, he slowly rose to his feet, armor seeming to surge like a swarm of insects as it evened out, though without visibly moving unless one were to watch from the side. Being less than familiar with how to deal with... people, he turned to look at the others to see what he should be doing.

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Keilee makes a noise of understanding as she grabs her tome, using as a table to pour out about a dose of the powder and lining it up, before doing as instructed.

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Keilee nods, taking the powder and looking at it for a few moments, before finally turning to Milly.
"So how do I use this? Just eat it or...?"

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Keilee takes a few more moments puking her guts up before standing up straight and giving Keith a smile before frowning and doing her best to keep her mouth closed.
"Could you be a dear and get me some water?"
Keilee says weakly.

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Keilee didn't respond to the question of if she was okay verbally. She did give Keith a thumbs up, before quickly running off to a nearby bush, the sounds and motions from the sheep girl letting anyone in the area know that she most definitely wasn't okay.

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Fire Emblem: Marks of Royalty IC
« on: October 30, 2019, 04:04:36 pm »
Flavius sighs as he listens to the explanation. So this was even more of a senseless waste of life than originally seemed. Still, what's done is done, and so he went to work checking over who needing tending too, pausing near where the negotiations were ongoing.
"If I may, I do think that it'd be most pertinent to leave this matter be for now." He lowers his voice to speak directly to Eydis. "Gunvald is right, we don't have the numbers to catch them all at once. If you don't take out bandits in a singular strike they'll just escape and regroup later and we'll have wasted the time we spent trying to catch them."

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Keilee moves to H, 11 already looking a little sick at the prospect of hurting something.

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Keilee gets in the back of the pack, eyes on the treeline.
"Fire huh? ... Nope, bad idea."

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