Zavoid-626

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

What? *he asked worried if ray did not like the food on the menu*

[Farewell]

Zaida walked behind the ships as the officers held their weapons searching for Furries that were wanted. She huffed knowing that her armor was new so they wouldn't recognize her... Yet. She walked casually past them calmly luckily they didn't notice the cyborg arm. She sighed with relief looking around to hide or escape.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray hung his head, ashamed. "I can't read."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*The waiter came over and crest sighed he ordered chicken in a spicy sauce* I'll change that one day.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray blinked. "R-Really?"

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Sure why not. *he shrugged as the waiter brought there drinks*

[Rayleonarde]

Ray made a move to grab the drink with his right arm, but immediately went with his left. He was obviously hiding something.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

So. *he says taking a sip* what are you hiding from me?

[Rayleonarde]

Ray blinked. "N-Nothing..."

[Aconitum]

((Ooh~ I didn't see this. Sorry for breaking everything up with a random character sheet. ))

Name: Aconitum Lovien

Gender: female

Age: Unknown (she doesn't like to tell)

Species: Poison Drinker (jackal)

Armor/attire: A dirty pink short skirt, a large white scarf that's torn and tattered on the edges, no shirt and no shoes

Weapons: Her teeth, claws, acid saliva

Extras: Acon doesn't remember much about her past due to a terrible head injury, but she knows enough about herself to know she's dangerous and loves .to use it to her advantage. Unlike other poison drinkers, she can die by normal means and needs a living fur to reside in if her body is destroyed. Acon has major boundary issues, she's loud mouthed, rude to most, childish

[SadDubwool]

((whoops,the forums messing up for me))


*razor arrives on the planet Tal and looks around the small village he landed near*

[Rayleonarde]

Ray felt himself getting sleepy, and his head drooped.

[Farewell]

The village was in a desert area having sticks with northern sergal heads on them. The southern state sergal a were doing there own thing.
Zaida sat in store in the far back she made sure her cyborg arm was hidden by her side as her other paw held her head waiting for a waiter/ waitress to take her order. Before long on arrived asking Zaida of course calling her a sir due to the armor, luckily was exactly what Zaida wanted.. To be hidden.

[SadDubwool]

*he walks into the village and looks at some of the sergals*

[Farewell]

Some hissed at the new comer. The leader just looked at razor with narrowed eyes.