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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 8:28 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 12:00 pm
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 4:05 pm
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"I'd like to think of myself as a clean person. Can't be fashionable if you look like a slob," murmurs Serafina, with a wink. "I keep my deadlines! It's important to leave a good impression." She seems to think this answers the third question, as well...
"My experiences with the students of Amityville have been nothing but positive, and I actually consider one to be among those whom I consider friends!" Nkosazana giggles. "I wouldn't date one though! Not because they're Halloween, but because they're ... students. Much younger than I."
Ignatius blinks. "Do I smell?" He lifts his arm to sniff, before shaking his head. "I don't think I do! Unless I smell like awesome. Can you smell like awesome?"
(( As a lightning elemental, Ignatius doesn't necessarily smell. That being said, things around Ignatius, including his clothing, might smell singed, considering the electricity he gives off. ))
"Yeah, big ol' rough hands. Do I look like a giant? I'm a leprechaun." Cearney snorts. "I guess my fingers are fairly long." He flexes them to confirm this, but will not give any kind of reason why his hands might be shaped that way, avoiding the question.
(( Cearney's hands are fairly agile, probably part of his natural sleight of hand. ))
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 4:31 pm
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 4:39 pm
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The question takes Nkosazana by surprise, and her eyes widen. It only takes her a few second before she settles, though, and gives a shake of the head with a frown on her face.
"No. I know some of those in our clan would be eager to go and perform such an act, but I could not, with any dignity or respect, advise that our clan do that, no matter the advantage." Her eyes narrow. "If we were to destroy those of Halloween for our own advantage, we are no better than the Hunters who tried to destroy us."
Nkosazana pauses, before adding, softer, "And Halloween is not our enemy. The Hunters are. Why destroy a potential ally? No matter the reasoning of today, it is not sound."
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 8:33 pm
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Nkosazana absent-mindedly brushes a curl behind her ear. "I didn't have a Guardian before the Fall, no, and therefore I don't have one now." She offers a smile. "Maybe someday, but with our people so fragmented, it is something I do not depend on."
The family question seems to hit her a bit harder, and she turns her eyes away, for a moment. A hand lifts to brush a tear from her eye, before turning back and offering a, "Yes, I do, and I was. We were very close. But I'm hopeful. If there is a chance we can find the lost, perhaps I can find my brother again, too."
The question about Halloween was much more light-hearted and seemed to take the sadness she showed right out of her features. "Halloween is a fascinating, big place. The Four Clans' Isles will always be my favorite location, but Halloween has diverse places, stallions and mares, and ideas, and I would like to find out about them all, even if just to fit in better in my new life here."
At the question of 'had she killed someone,' her face paled considerably. "N-no! Of course not. I-I specialize in healing f-for a reason." The stuttering and the way she was ringing her hands implied she was nervous, but the priestess would not say anything further.
"When I'm alone, I meditate a lot. Sometimes, I try to go into my own trances. When I'm not doing that, I am trying to study my magic, and when I'm not doing that ... I've always enjoyed working with my hands. I have a lot of small wooden sculptures about." Nkosazana blushes slightly, turning her eyes away. "My skill is nothing like that of a jewelcrafter, but I consider myself decent, at least."
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