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Note to self: stay fresh and focused. Frocused...? No, no, no, that just sounds weird...
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Post by Jackson on Feb 2, 2016 2:32:40 GMT
Jackson noticed Torrent stiffen up at mention of the house, and the older inkling quickly confirmed that it was his. Or if anything, used to be. It's a sort of mystery... though I'd rather not go back to Daggertooth to try and solve it. He tucked it away into memory. Maybe when I'm older... They continued their walk, and Jackson noticed an old sign reading "Bluefin Depot". Torrent pointed it out quicker than he could put it to mind, though. At this point, Jackson was more relieved than anxious to be getting out of Daggertooth, though it was still a ways home. He hadn't felt much on his leg, so he assumed the movement was good for it and zoned out a bit for the next few paces, wondering now what would he tell his mom when he got home. "Sorry, I kinda got beat up." Just thinking about it make him want to punch himself, but he'd cross that bridge when he got to it. First things first he thought, just to stomp himself back to focus.
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((I'm super busy with school, so I won't be on for a while. Sorry!))
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Post by aria on Feb 3, 2016 7:27:22 GMT
"Ah Bluefin! This brings back old memories of those parties in high school." She exclaimed, taking the subject change as a chance to drop it.
Aria breathed in the musty air and took in the old ghost town. Graffiti had covered the crumbling walls and rust cracked over pipes and an old railroad.
"I believe you guys do paint wars here now, right?" She asked, "I wonder how all the ink gets cleaned up so quickly." Aria wondered, oblivious to the wonders of Turf Wars.
"It's amazing how you can survive here, this place is a death trap. I wonder if the train ever comes through here anymore." She kicked an old pipe that groaned and shook on impact.
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