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[knightofratatosk]

[Emil can be found outside of House 20 trying in vain to patch a rather sizable hole in one of the walls, the result of a pissed-off Ratatosk (in a thread that hasn't been finished yet, oops) trying to get Vyse and Stahn out of his house. It's obvious that he doesn't know what he's doing and he doesn't have the proper tools to do a real repair; he's just trying to block up the hole as best he can to keep the snow and the wind out.

It doesn't look like it's working that well.]

Comments

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

What are you talking about? I've never been here before.

[knightofratatosk]

Yes you have, you were here a while ago but then you... oh. You don't have your memories of being here, do you?

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

...



Hmph. Perhaps. I suppose I knew you in some way?

[knightofratatosk]

Not very well, but I stayed at the house with you and Stahn and Vyse for a while once.

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

...

...You look like you're having trouble there.

[knightofratatosk]

...

[He sighs.]

I've never done this before.

[OOC: LJ WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, YOU CUT THAT OUT NOW]

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

That's quite apparent.

It would be a good idea to get proper building materials.

[knightofratatosk]

[Now he pauses to look at the hole. It's... bigger than he'd first thought.]

I don't know if the stores would have something like that, though.

[OOC: It's like the comment is there! And then it's gone! And then it's there again!]

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

Tch. Cover it with some sort of insulating material. Even a large bag would work. Then, go cut some wood yourself for a proper fix.

[knightofratatosk]

... um, I don't think a bag is going to be able to cover that.

[OOC: I got my copy the other day and have been playing ever since... it's FUN.]

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

...

Or I could just conjure up a stone wall for you.

[knightofratatosk]

Really? Um, if it's not too much trouble, then... thank you.

[OOC: /hides Richard account]

1/4

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

Hmph, whatever.

Chal!

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

3/4

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

Stone wall!

[knightofratatosk]

Aaahh!

[THAT WAS NOT WHAT EMIL WAS EXPECTING. It startles him enough that he ends up falling backwards onto his rear in an attempt to get out of the way of the falling slab.]

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

Get up.

Move it into place and you'll be fine.

[knightofratatosk]

Y-yes... t-thank you!

[Getting up and trying to move it and... failing. That thing is way too heavy for him to be able to budge on his own.]

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

...And what did you say your name was?

[knightofratatosk]

[He stops pushing on the slab to look back at Leon.]

Emil. Emil Castagnier.

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

And you know Stahn?

Did he cause that damage?

[knightofratatosk]

Yes-- n-no, he had nothing to do with it! It was my fault...

[victimofdestiny.livejournal.com]

Hm? You don't seem like the type. Don't try and fool me.

[knightofratatosk]

But it really was my fault.