Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20180307023000/@comment-31049256-20180308000421

Reby finds herself jittering from one task to another, not because of lack of focus now but rather her place being an extra one. She jumps from adjusting this, to hauling that, to turning this or that. Whatever someone in the crew says needs doing in passing she does. For the sake of Forjod, and even Rix, she was going to be as much help as she could. Then, when she had even the slightest chance to assault that mechanical bird, she was more than ready to tear it apart.

Arianna rubs her shoulder shyly, and the body at the window sags a bit at Xinderas' comment, [I...I've never ridden on an airship before. I didn't want to stop watching out the widow, but I was interested in your match as well. Hehe, I probably should have given some warning first though shouldn't I? It's because of where I was raised. For Garrett's team, and therefore their Magic Weapons, the Main HQ was home until the Boss got permission to set up in Zahmeria. While it's not always as crazy as it was during the fair, it is still mostly lawless beyond the prime rules. If I ever needed to watch two things at once I was not only allowed but incouraged to do as I pleased.]