The Proper Role-Play

(CoS = Maelstrom)
(Camo = LoneStar)
I wake up, again, after Being unsuccessful and feel the aura in the air. Glancing wearily at the blade I begin putting my weapons in the Memory Box. "I just can't let go of this... Sword..." I leave the blade out as I finish. Geh... I'll just carry it with me. I still have that dagger sheathe for it.
 
“Seriously!” I yell, teleporting to the ship. “Y'all are ruining the entire trip. We're supposed to be in Sãu Paulo but y'all have everyones luggage!”
 
"I'm pretty sure I dropped it off. If not, you can just teleport it there." I cringe, hoping yet another person doesn't join our small journey.
 
I yawn, putting the blade in it's sheathe "You said I wasn't on the field trip in the first place. I've no reason to be there. Other than stirring up memories." I mutter as I sit outside my cabin door.
 
I stay at the wheel, adjusting the course slightly, every so often. Darkness slowly begins creeping in my eyes but I try to fight it. "Everyone, indoors. NOW!" I hiss loudly, feeling it become stronger.
 
I look outside my cabin, wondering what happened while I was asleep.
What's happening with Smighter's eyes?
I walk up to Smighter and turn his around to face me, "What did I miss?"
 
I grab maelstrom and throws him into my cabin and I slam the door shut. "Don't ever do that!" leaning against the door I sit, waiting for the pain to come back from a dull throb to being shot with a poisoned arrow.
 
“Tess, If you look at pages 90-115 in this book which I've conveniently put our chats on, I told you the school chose you from our homeroom and myself to go on this trip.” I said.
 
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