OOC: Once again, I ask for forgiveness. Obviously for being so late. I'm ... busy. Don't have the time that I promised I would .... but I'm still posting.
IC: Hydra scoffed when Nimol and Khain went off. She knows it's her job to spy on the newcomer slig, but what's the point? Khain was following him. Heck, both sligs should be able to do fine together. Well, Hydra dusted off her blue robe (tends to do that) and dumped the bucket into the river, allowing some water to fill it all in. She began humming a tune that sounded a bit like .... punk metal? Meh. Damn music these days .... Hydra gasped when she remembered Typo. She put aside her anger towards her "job" and looked to help out Typo. "My god! What was I thinking? Typo?" The little pantsless slig wouldn't be able to do such work by himself without taking so long and getting tired. Hydra ran full speed, appearing as nothing more than a blue blurr, she then stopped in place as she realized Typo already recieved help. Help from Fawkes the Mudokon girl. Hydra swore to herself, all that running for nothing? Oh well. Mineaswell check up on Nimol.
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Meanwhile, Cheif Wapi gave Agronack a friendly slig tentacle twitch. "Good to see you shaman." The Bigbro slig examined Agronack's little junky mess. Good odd, not another cooky experiment. Wapi sighed, but gave off a respecting look on his face. After all, healers were mighty important to the village. "Agro, I'd like to know, Akuafobeea is already going through this water disaster, but do we still contain good medicine in our spirits?" Leave the job of animal medicine, totems, and spirits, to a shaman.
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