[Acro] GLoG 40: Now one year old!

[Falgorn]

Masato's in the Rose Garden, meditating. A single, black wing in extended out of his back.

[AmberVael]

Crimson wakes up and yawns, stretching as she looks around.
She gets up and dressed, then heads out to the great room.

[horngeek]

Hello. I'm Towering Bear, Exalt of Luna.

This is directed at Crimson.

[AmberVael]

Oh yes, that's a great thing to tell Crimson.
She freaks and starts running towards her room.

[horngeek]

Was it somthing I said?

See, Bear hasn't actually gone up against Abyssals. Infernals, yes.

Not Abyssals.

He follows. We're not Anathema, you know!

Well, according to the Immaculate order, we are, but they're wrong!

I'm a member like you are.

[AmberVael]

Crimson peeps out from her room, staring at him with big eyes.
"You're going to try and kill me, aren't you?"

[horngeek]

Why would I try and do that?

I'm a GLoG member. Just like you are.

I'm not like what the Immaculate Order says Lunars are.

[AmberVael]

"Ummmm..."
Crimson bites her lip.

[Fredthefighter]

Sven-Bear-Sage (I can't think of a different name of the "non-warrior but also a bear half" of Sven's soul) is wandering about. Both purposefully and aimlessly. Somehow.

[horngeek]

You don't look like one of the Yozi-corrupted Exalts

although they are hard to pick

and even if you were, that doesn't nessesarialy mean you're evil. I mean, you're here, aren't you?

And not a prisoner, which means there's no reason I'd try to kill you.

[AmberVael]

"Yozi?"
Crimson asks, a quizzical look on her face.

[horngeek]

What the Primordals that were imprisoned in Maelfas became.

They seem to have managed to make Exalted of their own. I'm not sure how.

[AmberVael]

Doesn't really ring a bell.
Crimson slowly creeps out of her room.
You know, she looks kind of undead, almost.

[horngeek]

You, however, just look like the walking dead. But again, if you're here, then you're not the sort of person I try to kill on sight.

Not that I do much killing on sight.

Wait, Crimson doesn't know what the Yozi are?

She was Exalted by their dead cousins.

[AmberVael]

Why would she? It isn't like the Neverborn tell her everything, after all. Conceivably she could have learned about them- in fact, probably more easily than this Lunar- but the Yozi are somewhat withdrawn and focused on their own plans, and have only really made contact with the Neverborn once. Most Abyssals probably won't know too much about the Yozi.

Crimson, in particular, has been extremely sheltered. He's lucky she even knows who the Immaculate Order is.

"You're talking a lot about killing though..."

[horngeek]

It is the curse of all Exalted, it all too often seems, to be close associates with violence.

It is not somthing I enjoy. Lunars are Stewards, not butchers. I'm a No Moon, so my calling isn't really that of the warrior either.

Look at me, I haven't even had the good manners to ask your name.

Yes, you would expect an Abyssal to know more about the Yozi than a Lunar, but Towering Bear is a No Moon. Priest, scholar...

and of other Celestial Exalted, he's mainly gone up against the Infernals.

I need to deadtime in a few posts, though.

[AmberVael]

This means little to her. All Crimson really knows is that a Lunar is someone likely to kill her, because she's evil.
At least, that is what mother and father told her.

"Um... Scarlet."

[horngeek]

It is a pleasure to meet you, Scarlet.

He smiles. I assume you were born in a shadowland, and that's why you look like you do?

[AmberVael]

Yes, that sounds good! Crimson just nods to him, deciding that would be less bad for her.

[horngeek]

Well, I hope we meet again, Scarlet.

She's going to be suprised at his reaction if he does find out about her being an Abyssal.

[AmberVael]

Crimson quickly slips into her room and shuts the door, having a little quiet freakout.

[horngeek]

Towering Bear goes to his quarters, and gets his room the way he likes it while he deadtimes.

[happyturtle]

[Great room]

Magtok whirls about and carelessly tosses the bag of loot in Charity's general direction as a small smile crosses his face.

Soon as you're up to it. Oh, and that bribe money goes to you, too.

And with that, Mag's player kinda has to go now. Bye!

"Bye, Magtok. I'll see you tomorrow, then," Sunny says.

Charity catches the loot. Or tries to, then fumbles it.

"You're going back there? Are you crazy?!" she asks her sister.

[Recaiden]

Ashna undeadtimes at the pool, nervous.

[The Bushranger]

Brendan gives her a bit of a smile. You look nervous. What's wrong?
For some reason, he's wearing a Captain Obvious hat.

[Recaiden]

Ash hides her expression, trying to look happy. Yes, but nothing's wrong. Just a little worried that it could be. It's nothing.

[Lord Magtok]

[Great room]

Magtok quickly tries to make his exit and get out of GLoG, whilst poor Charity is still fumbling with her loot.

[The Bushranger]

Well, if you're sure. Brendan smiles, then chuckles. I'd ask if you wanted something to snack on, but, well, you know how I cook...

[Recaiden]

Well, you seem to know how to make a cake, even if toast escapes you. Ashna nods and smiles.

[The Bushranger]

Well, I can try to make a cake, presuming the drones will let me. Brendan grins, and goes to slip out of the pool.