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"One way or another, I won't be fighting if I can help it," Steel said.
A simple one-liner that vehemently denied any chance of her stepping into a dangerous situation.
"Of course, small fry that attract overconfident scavengers won't cause us any trouble," she added. "You should only start worrying when there aren't any."
She turned to Julius. "In the meantime, you ought to decide on a course of action for us... Master?"
Her eyebrow raised a mere millimetre or two, the subtlest hint of tentativity crossing her face on saying that last word.
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While Beryl's search was relatively fruitless by virtue of lack of responses, Robin did see something in one of the houses.
Specifically, there was a black patch spread across a certain floor.
In the center of the patch, a sight that had been hard to come by ever since she had left the shelter.
A single sheet of folded paper was on the floor.
A memo reminding someone to go to a library, and a list of books.
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The way down the cliff was rocky, uneven, but largely uneventful. Aloysius's small stature allowed him to traverse the path with difficulty, but security, and Glass maintained her elegance throughout. After a while, small depressions began to become noticeable in the cliff face, larger the lower they were, until they began to open up into actual holes and caves.
Just as they reached the bottom, a loud, echoing noise escaped one of them.
At first, it sounded like a distant roar, but a moment's contemplation and observation would correct that with ease.
A figure, sat in a cavern near the bottom of the slope, had let out a long, wistful sigh.
Their face was obscured largely by the hood of their coat, which had some sort of pair of large flaps hanging from the sides of it.
Not unlike, in fact, rabbit ears...?
A simple one-liner that vehemently denied any chance of her stepping into a dangerous situation.
"Of course, small fry that attract overconfident scavengers won't cause us any trouble," she added. "You should only start worrying when there aren't any."
She turned to Julius. "In the meantime, you ought to decide on a course of action for us... Master?"
Her eyebrow raised a mere millimetre or two, the subtlest hint of tentativity crossing her face on saying that last word.
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While Beryl's search was relatively fruitless by virtue of lack of responses, Robin did see something in one of the houses.
Specifically, there was a black patch spread across a certain floor.
In the center of the patch, a sight that had been hard to come by ever since she had left the shelter.
A single sheet of folded paper was on the floor.
A memo reminding someone to go to a library, and a list of books.
-
The way down the cliff was rocky, uneven, but largely uneventful. Aloysius's small stature allowed him to traverse the path with difficulty, but security, and Glass maintained her elegance throughout. After a while, small depressions began to become noticeable in the cliff face, larger the lower they were, until they began to open up into actual holes and caves.
Just as they reached the bottom, a loud, echoing noise escaped one of them.
At first, it sounded like a distant roar, but a moment's contemplation and observation would correct that with ease.
A figure, sat in a cavern near the bottom of the slope, had let out a long, wistful sigh.
Their face was obscured largely by the hood of their coat, which had some sort of pair of large flaps hanging from the sides of it.
Not unlike, in fact, rabbit ears...?