[twelfth flight | edensphere | text] Loot!

[2fighters1isd]

Well, now that I've finally washed all of the sand out of my ears (and a few places I didn't think sand could go) I'm ready to face the world and all of it's multitude of dangers again. Hooray. Either way, Rogue and I made it back from the Wilderness without getting to beat up, although I think my nose is sunburned.

[There's a pause in the flow of

Comments

[desig_survivor]

Maybe if we'd taken the engine out... but I have no idea how we could have done that. I'll be regretting that we couldn't for a long time, though.

We're lucky we got out when we did, actually. I've heard that it went and changed.

[2fighters1isd]

Yeah. That thing would've been useful.

Really? At least we're not trapped forever.

[desig_survivor]

Until the power cells ran dry, anyway.

A city where physics are optional and manikins in formalwear are out for blood, according to Locket. A little out of my experience, I'd guess.

[2fighters1isd]

True.

Sounds like fun. I'll pass, though.

[spandexisyouth]

Sand in your ears?

[2fighters1isd]

Yeah. The Wilderness was a giant desert for a while.

[spandexisyouth]

Oh. I saw it but I was not there long enough to get sand in my ears.