you see, i take the parts that i remember and stitch them back together
{aay}”Well... I’m sure you saved a lot of people doing that.” Nate does his best to strike a balance between proud and concerned, wanting to make up for the lITtLe BiT of optimism smashing he’d done earlier. ”I’m sure your dad is proud of you.” He smiles as genuinely as he can, extra arms disappearing as the last of the obsidian is packed away into his bag.
Hoisting himself up to his feet, and the bag over his shoulder, Nate reaches out to squeeze Azrael’s shoulder, offering a genuine smile. ”Thanks for the help sprout. You should uh, make sure you come visit Torchline in your adventures. I’ll give you the grand tour.”
With that, Nate’s off, picking his way out of the spire again and on to the VlamVloed, meaning to store the obsidian there until he’s ready to use it.
Done~~~~ ?
Hoisting himself up to his feet, and the bag over his shoulder, Nate reaches out to squeeze Azrael’s shoulder, offering a genuine smile. ”Thanks for the help sprout. You should uh, make sure you come visit Torchline in your adventures. I’ll give you the grand tour.”
With that, Nate’s off, picking his way out of the spire again and on to the VlamVloed, meaning to store the obsidian there until he’s ready to use it.
Done~~~~ ?
to make a creature that will do what i say
or love me back
NATE
