>>6038993The white edge of the tetracerarmide’s blade shrieks as it shatters the vision right as it’s about to swing its sword against Rubida. As it disappears into fine mist, Rubida looks at you with wide blue eyes.
“Candente? What did… where your torch?”
“We need to put those off!” You shout. Just as the words leave your lips and Salicera turns briefly to give you a curious look, the shadowy figure reaches for Rubida again. You push her away and the swing goes wide as her strip of burning cloth almost leaves her hand.
“How are we going to see? What if something even worse happens, Candente?”
You… have no answers to that.
“Hey! Aren’t you fashioned after my size? Come and get the original!” You cry out as you swing your sword at the mist double. Of course, your thrust passes through it, as faint as a bout of air. But it does turn to face you and raises its weapon. You get ready to avoid it. “I don’t know, Rubida. But we can’t keep fighting these— ohh, Starless Night that was close!”
The next swing almost touches your neck. Wonder what will happen if one of those pierces your chest again… you are slowly recovering your strength, but it’s easy to picture yourself dying from the cold from too many swings, and that’s without the fact they are becoming corporeal.
Behind the shade you are trying to keep focused on yourself, you see Rubida looking at you, then at the strip of cloth, then at you again.
“Please,” you ask.
>Rubida decides to trust you. She extinguishes the torch. From now on, she will consider everything that happens during this mission as a consequence of trusting you with her life, so you should be ready to shoulder that responsibility. [Your rapport has a chance to grow and ultimately stabilise into proper friendship, but if the mission goes bad she will blame it on you alone.]>Rubida cannot let go of her torch. She pulls away from you, shaking her head. Her face looks pale white — in this room, with the presence of the Seven Sisters so close, her trauma has raised its ugly head, and she refuses to believe you. [Your rapport does not develop, but if things go bad she won’t blame you.]damn, 600 replies. It’s a bit hard to believe. Thank you so much for playing, everyone. Now let’s try and reach the end of the thread’s shelf light… 