RE: Lyr♪cquest
05-24-2017, 09:50 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-24-2017, 09:51 PM by Tuesbirdy.)
About half an hour later, you emerge from the storage room of a top-tier equipment dealership wearing two INVENTORY-expansion satchels and suggestively rumpled clothing. Stacy's mom is a lovely woman for an AI.
You look up Mistic on your mini-map and head to town square. She awaits by the fountain, entertaining starry-eyed newbies with her Ostrasaur.
"There's my servant now," she announces, gesturing towards you as you break through the crowd of onlookers. "They get to ride in the back."
"Ooh," goes the crowd. You roll your eyes, throw a satchel at Mistic's face, and find some pleasure in their laughter when she falls on her rump.
"They carry 20 stacks each," you say. "I don't know your level so I didn't bother with equipment."
She stares at the bag, which lays now in her lap. "How did someone as clumsy as you learn to play the system so well?"
You think she may be insulting you.
What have you to say to that?
>_
You look up Mistic on your mini-map and head to town square. She awaits by the fountain, entertaining starry-eyed newbies with her Ostrasaur.
"There's my servant now," she announces, gesturing towards you as you break through the crowd of onlookers. "They get to ride in the back."
"Ooh," goes the crowd. You roll your eyes, throw a satchel at Mistic's face, and find some pleasure in their laughter when she falls on her rump.
"They carry 20 stacks each," you say. "I don't know your level so I didn't bother with equipment."
She stares at the bag, which lays now in her lap. "How did someone as clumsy as you learn to play the system so well?"
You think she may be insulting you.
What have you to say to that?
>_