Really? [grimace.] Even here? Gods. Well, why would you need me to wipe them out for you? Aren't there dozens of others devoted to the cause? I'd imagine if this was going on so long, there'd be quite a legion of imPorts able to do just that.
I’m not saying you can wipe them out all by yourself, I’m saying you could help. You do seem kind of bored hanging around this...weird-ass magic emporium. That’s not something you’d want to help with at all?
I don't know, maybe? Getting in and out of fights like that isn't really my favorite thing to do even if I can do it -- and half of why I can at all is, like...someone bigger and stronger than me taking hits in my stead. [she lifts her shoulders.]
I'm not exactly model warrior sorcerer over here, you know.
[her face scrunches a bit at that assumption. on the one hand...yeah? she's still alive? so that's good.
on the other...nghhhrhghhhh.]
Sure. I mean, it's not all about targeting specifically me. I know that. [she's mary-sued herself enough into stories to KNOW when she's the protagonist! and that's never!!!] But I'd rather avoid getting killed if I can.
Of course. Look, this is just me trying to find ways to...I don’t know, tell people they can actually contribute? You’d be shocked by some of the shit that gets ignored around here.
[ By this point she’s thoroughly dried out, so she sighs and turns toward the door. She can tell from the window in it that the rain’s let up a bit. ]
I should go. Uh, let me know if you’ve got any more questions, I guess? Or if Riptide’s being especially annoying.
[one day Cassandra will learn there is only so much you can motivate a teenager to do with their free time, especially if that teen isn't already predisposed to anything more than daydreaming. she's not anime enough for this shit, alright.]
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[ Contribute, Cecelia! Add to the fight!! ]
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I'm not exactly model warrior sorcerer over here, you know.
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[ To just get punched all the time for this girl... ]
Well, look, you've still got options. That's all I'm saying. You don't have to see it as an attack.
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on the other...nghhhrhghhhh.]
Sure. I mean, it's not all about targeting specifically me. I know that. [she's mary-sued herself enough into stories to KNOW when she's the protagonist! and that's never!!!] But I'd rather avoid getting killed if I can.
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[ By this point she’s thoroughly dried out, so she sighs and turns toward the door. She can tell from the window in it that the rain’s let up a bit. ]
I should go. Uh, let me know if you’ve got any more questions, I guess? Or if Riptide’s being especially annoying.
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...Um, sure. That's fine. Thanks?