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Redelle cringes as she hears the boom too. She really wishes she had her sword as her fingers continue to twitch.
Raising an eyebrow, Redelle sighs, still trying to process the information and anxious to find her sword.
Redelle scolds herself for being so clumsy and sprints over to David and Reg.
-out- lol ik -in-
Redelle squeals in surprise as the iron around her body dissipates.
-Out- Thanks feeling the love! -In-
Redelle growls in frustration as she still struggles in her bind. She tries to stoop down and succeeds, her hand gripping her dagger. It's cut...
-Out- Okay then -In-
-Out- What exactly is the plot? Does this go along with a story or show or... I was just playing along the whole time so...
Redelle stops struggling for a moment to witness the spectacle.
-Out- Oops sorry. Hard to keep track. -In- Redelle struggles furiously. The iron not budging a bit.
Redelle doesn't hesitate for one moment. She dives for her sword and grabs it quickly. She scrambles back into a defensive stance.
Redelle scowls and in a graceful and swift movement she unsheathes her sword.
Redelle stands up quickly from her sitting position and stands uneasily, her fingers twitching as she itches to reach for the sword strapped to...
Redelle frowns as she stops drumming her fingers. Confusion is obvious on her face.
Redelle casts a sidelong glance at the book but looks away uninterested. She drums her fingers rhythmically to the music from the lute.
"What does it take for something to happen here?" Redelle groans to herself as she puts her dagger away.
Redelle sighs in boredom. She puts her sword away and takes a dagger she keeps hidden away. She begina to sharpen that too.
The newcomer hesitates for a moment. Absently drumming her fingers. "Redelle," she finally says and goes quiet once more.
The newcomer examines her own sword with pride. The double edged bronze blade reflects the light and the jewl encrusted hilt sparkles. The...