❝if you're with him, do not WASTE your breath or energy. that man would have SOONER betrayed you than to keep your secrets close.❞

...Or they really did think he wouldn’t notice the difference, and they’re just stupid. But, no. It’s got to be a deliberate taunt. Not that it really matters either way -- he’ll just have to teach them a lesson about stealing from Jedi.

He can already hear Obi-Wan’s disappointed lecture. But if Anakin has any say, Obi-Wan will never have to know he lost it in the first place. It’s not like it’s Anakin’s fault, anyway -- he just woke up, and it was... gone.

He needs a lead.

❝ Hey -- you live here, right? ❞ A pause; he leans forward slightly, arms folded across his chest. ❝ If someone were to take something... valuable... any idea where they’d try and sell it? ❞

The problem with having a pet in this vast city was they often did as they liked. Though, it was hard for Tris to call Chime a true pet. She was something, alright, but smarter than most animals the girl knew. Perhaps because she was made of magic, glass, and lightning. Who knew? Either way, the tiny dragon did as she wished.

“Chime!” Tris called out in a stern tone, as the dragon hoped up onto a table. Trying to show off again, was she? Her internal thunder flashed in the light as she stretched her wing, trying to impress a passer by. Tris gave Chime no chance to act further, scooping up the little dragon. “What did I tell you? Don’t wander!”

Now Euden knew that he shouldn’t have any problem fighting zombies, even if his sword was only wooden but the last few that he ran from looked a lot like his friends from back home. If they weren’t so clearly undead he would have gotten closer to them, but no he couldn’t get close to them and he couldn’t attack them.

He couldn’t say he trusted them, and then attack something that looked just like them. He needed to get out of this area, find somewhere were the undead didn’t look like his friends.

Of course he was a bit too caught up in his thoughts, and ended up tripping on some broken stone in the road. He knew that him falling made a loud enough noise, and he could already see a zombie coming closer to him. He needed to get up but he was feeling hurt and tried.

“Get.. Back...“ He couldn’t even speak that loudly to the zombie that he thought looked like it had a pair of rabbit-looking ears on its head.

from: nabe

'hello...'

'how was things here? ive been gone for too long.'

'give me any update.'

TO — NARBAREL GAMMA FROM — AICHI SENDOU

This isn't the first time Wilnas' enthusiasm has been seen as being "worked up" - ever since he'd created his human avatar, he'd been able to interact with other finite beings in, well, the loudest manner possible. Wasn't that what finite beings called "friendliness"? As far as he could tell, the Singularity found him endearing ... and no one had really told him that he was doing anything wrong. So in that manner, he was rather excited to have a new roommate! ❝ Ah, I assure you, I am simply happy to see a new face! ❞

❝ I have not been living here on the surface for too long, but it's proven a thrilling experience! I have met many new people! ❞ That probably meant he should introduce himself. ❝ My name is Wilnas! I am the Vermillion, one of the six wedges of reality! Or I was ... ❞

Was it cold in the skydoms without his heat? Or had someone else stepped up to fill his vacant position? Why hadn't Orologia come to fetch him? In time, though .... ❝ I suppose here I am simply Wilnas the human! It is not such a bad thing to be! ❞ For as much as he missed parts of being a dragon, this was nice too. Somehow, the Stars had granted that wish of his - He'd understand, just for a moment even, what it was like.

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Narberal!

You will be housed in CONDO 401.

You will retain everything you were given in your previous stay.