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rawlinsbriggs:
“Of course you do. It ain’t that difficult if you’ve known him for a long time.” Rawlins did not know Assan that well and Robin did. It was just that simple. He often didn’t try to understand people though. Every time he spoke to anyone, it was against his own will. It wasn’t a common thing for him to initiate conversation because he just didn’t want to talk to people ninety percent of the time. If he did, he probably really liked that person. Nevertheless, it wasn’t that he disliked the tiefling. It was just that he was completely confused by the need to talk in ingredients all the damn time. Thank goodness Robin was there or they would be completely lost. “Right. Well, I’m sure we’ll succeed if he doesn’t throw a curveball at us.” He paused. “How did you two meet anyway?”
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“Perhaps you merely need to try harder?“ Robin asks innocently, even as she throws the cambion a wink of amusement to acknowledge the fact that he had been correct on his guess. It’s not a secret that she and Assan had known each other for years at this point, although she does find some amusement at the fact that he is far older than her and yet the two of them had found their way to Robin Hood’s little group of crusaders. “Let’s just hope that, yes,” she admits with a nod before grinning. “I do believe that if I tell you, you wouldn’t believe me. Or you would think I am exaggerating, as it is a Disney worthy.”
rawlinsbriggs:
“I don’t even know what really happens in most of our sessions, Robin. Assan talks in fucking riddles.” If there was one thing Rawlins was absolutely confused about, it was his like for playing Dungeons & Dragons. The coffee was a nice gift from one of his few companions though. Black coffee just the way he preferred it. She was right though. There was a bit of a cliffhanger and he was very curious about what would happen next. “I don’t think I have any potions at all so it’s probably best that you use those when it’s really necessary. I’m not trying to die now because you used it at the wrong moment.”
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“Funny, I understand him perfectly,” she comments with amusement, not bothering to mention the true length of her acquaintance with the tiefling.Time and patience had built a foundation that allows her to understand her best friend better than most. Taking a sip of her drink, she takes her time to ponder Rawlins comment and agrees with a decisive nod. “I do believe I have the capability for one or two more healing spells too, but I would have to check. But you are correct, waiting for the right time is likely best.”
who? @rawlinsbriggs
where? gaine’s auto
“Any clues as what you think is going to happen next session?” Robin asks as she steps into the auto shop and offers the halfblooded a cup of his disgustingly black coffee as she takes a sip from her frapuccino. Their last session had ended rather abruptly by an emergency and now they are about to enter a rather big battle with all their characters at different levels of health which is unfortunate for all involved. “I have some potions but not quite enough for everyone I think.”