[ If she hadn't wanted to be dragged into this shit, she shouldn't have been hauling a damn battleaxe around. It ain't like him to involve civilians, but none of the people summoned register as civilians in his eyes.
(Except the pizza guy. That one's on him. No, he doesn't want to talk about it.) ]
Well, maybe someone shoulda slotted a fire materia into it.
[ What's the point of magic if you can't use it to keep your stuff warm. And why is she so defensive over it? It's not like she built the thing. (Or did she...?)
No. Nah.
He stops when Kyle does. He also hears it. He thinks. He looks to where the noise is coming from. It's footsteps crunching on snow, but it sounds. Heavier? Maybe. Yeah. Huh.
He points to the left with his rod, right about the time there's a noise of something ripping out of the ground and a different sort of crunching. Like the kind that involves teeth. ]
no subject
(Except the pizza guy. That one's on him. No, he doesn't want to talk about it.) ]
Well, maybe someone shoulda slotted a fire materia into it.
[ What's the point of magic if you can't use it to keep your stuff warm. And why is she so defensive over it? It's not like she built the thing. (Or did she...?)
No. Nah.
He stops when Kyle does. He also hears it. He thinks. He looks to where the noise is coming from. It's footsteps crunching on snow, but it sounds. Heavier? Maybe. Yeah. Huh.
He points to the left with his rod, right about the time there's a noise of something ripping out of the ground and a different sort of crunching. Like the kind that involves teeth. ]