Arandor: Who?
Character Chat
Midnight: Who do you think?! Aquaramis! I know he's been though crap and all, but he is still driving me up the walls with stuff like this! This isn't the first time after a huge adrenaline rush he drops dead asleep on the floor! If things keep going on like this, I'm going to have grey hairs when I'm twenty!
Kilandrè: How old are you?
Soáki: "You never know. You might like it."
Arandor: Huh?
Midnight: I'm seventeen and no, I like my black hair. Besides… He unconciously slides his claw underneath his side bang which was covering his right eye. I need it…
Kilandrè: Right…
Soáki: "The hair."
Arandor: Huh?
Midnight: Realized what he was doing and removed his claw from his face Y-yes! Seventeen year olds are not supposed to be bald! Or greying!
Arandor: Yeah…
Krystal: clears throat So… that monster thing… what do we do with it and the host person?
Kilandrè: Take it to Har-Tel-Edolë for interrogation
Lia'al: It can talk?
Soáki: To the monster "What do you know?"
Kilandrè: Not like that
Midnight: Then how?
Elliott: This is an odd conversation
Mizu: "That's true"
Elliott: Finally, someone whose sane. That hasn't happened in a while
Mizu: "I'm not sane. nor insane"
Elliott: That makes no sense
Mizu: "Like my emotions."
Elliott: Now that I can relate to
Mizu: "how?"
Elliott: Well, most of my emotions I make on my own in order to hide my true feelings, which are all bad. I'm kind of a pessimist.
Mizu: "I just don't have any."
Elliott: Ummm, okay
Mizu.: "Yep."
Elliott: Well, don't let not having emotions discourage you from killing all your enemies. How old are you anyway?