>>6122499>>6122503>>6122504>>6122516>>6122550>>6122602>>6122603>>6122611>>6122613>Pry a little more into the giant.You more or less confirm offhand that it is, in fact, turbo nerd shit for turbo nerds, but getting your verbal feet back under you also use it to ask the most basic question of all.
The kaiju of a woman points a confident thumb at herself, showing a fang in her wide grin.
"Tora Hobbes, heavyweight champ for the MMA team... Former champ. Former member."
While she looks pretty damned proud as she announces the title, the latter half takes the wind out of her sails and puts a frown on her face. Tora drops her hand back down to her side, and looks back to the direction she was intending to go.
"Former?"
Lorelei tilts her head as she steps from behind you to stand at your side.
"Yeah." Tora says with a slight nod. "Listen, I got uh... somewhere to be. Who were you two again?"
Your sorcerous friend seemed like she was about to give the first answer that came to mind, but reeled it back in with an ethereal swish of her hand.
"Lorelei Lovecraft, Dark Mistress of the Ars Arcana. No occult secret shall escape my all-knowing eye."
You give your introduction with a clench of your fist, telling Tora that you are Ace Archibald Paxton, Lord Over the Nine Hells! Monster and mortal alike bend to your iron will!
Tora stares at you both for a short moment more...
"...Got it. See you 'round, dorks."
Then snorts and turns to start heading off towards the school gym. Once she's out of earshot, you and Lorelei both give out a sigh of relief as the tension disappears. First obstacle dealt with!
>Set off for the woods on the north end of town. Enough dilly-dallying! Let's get this adventure started, for real this time!>There's still some gear you want to grab before going in. The messages you got the tip from said a path could be north of a hardware store...>Suggest taking an early break. You know you've barely started, but that whole encounter was a little draining. Weary is the head that bears the crown.>Write-in 