AMALTHEA

[soulping]

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a run-down one-room shack, with the distinct feeling that the people around you are your family, if you didn't already have such a bond with them.

You're wearing raggedy versions of your uniform, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in Cathay, on the fifteenth anniversary of the day the company Lupus' Secret Stash led a coup and established their own government. In fact, you can now remember why you came here - to escape the misfortunes of your own country - because this is truly the land of opportunity and freedom. ]

Comments

Re: EVENT 2

[menially]

We did. You didn't. You advised against it, remember.

[Rolling up his sleeves]

Call it pride. Maybe stupidity. If I mess up, it's my responsibility.

Re: EVENT 2

[unlocksmith]

. . .

[chuckles a bit]

Want me to stay on standby in case I need to make you an eye patch, too?

Re: EVENT 2

[menially]

[Rolls his eyes, but nods, a wisp of a smirk on his face.]

Eyepatch, missing fingers, blown-out knee. Yeah, that sort of thing.

Re: EVENT 2

[unlocksmith]

. . . dunno why you insist on riskin' your well being like that for somethin' you know will likely hurt you, but. . .

[handwave]

Re: EVENT 2

[unguilded]

Be careful though. Maybe we can look at it together-- with Otacon, too. To make sure nothing goes wrong.

Re: EVENT 2

[menially]

I definitely wouldn't mind the help.

Re: EVENT 2

[unguilded]

Then, count on me!