full moon rising on the waters of my soul
As Adam showed it off, Amun looked over the gun. ”How does it work? Like a harpoon or a crossbow?” He could see the trigger, but beyond that it was rather incomprehensible to him. As the Attuned mention being quick enough, however, the potter raised his eyebrows.
Then he sprang into motion, attempting to pluck the gun from the other man's fingers using the enhanced speed of the Ascended.
If Amun was successful, he'd immediately hold it out for Adam to take it back. "Well good luck. I'll make something pretty for your grave." Taking the pendant, he slid it into the kiln. "Yeah I was a sailer. How about you, what'd you do before Caido?" Turning around, he snorted. "Trained her, huh? And was that training business or pleasure? Or business of pleasure."
Then he sprang into motion, attempting to pluck the gun from the other man's fingers using the enhanced speed of the Ascended.
If Amun was successful, he'd immediately hold it out for Adam to take it back. "Well good luck. I'll make something pretty for your grave." Taking the pendant, he slid it into the kiln. "Yeah I was a sailer. How about you, what'd you do before Caido?" Turning around, he snorted. "Trained her, huh? And was that training business or pleasure? Or business of pleasure."
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