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Kei Tsukishima ([personal profile] itsjustanaccount) wrote in [community profile] gameofmana2016-11-08 10:01 am

[log] Sword of the Skeleton

Who: Skyfire and Tsukishima Kei
What: Sword of the Skeleton quest
Where: First Home, and then Mekiv Caverns
When: In the morning
Other: Beating skeleton ass

As a general rule, Tsukishima doesn't really interact with too many people around Domina. It's not even that it's because he's in a strange place and, honestly, still hasn't entirely adjusted. He's just always been this way, doing his own business and staying in his lane. Go to the town, get any supplies the tree needs, be done with it.

But... Today had been different. It's left the teenager thoughtful as he returns, and he ends up going to the billboard that's right besides the study. As usual, there's plenty of paper left waiting, and he starts to write. Using a fountain pen is still a bit tricky, but he finds he can manage.
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[personal profile] caelum_ignis_draconigena 2017-02-27 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Skyfire nods at Tsukishima's words and uses his claws to gouge out a large chunk of stone, then sweeps the remains of the bones into the hole, covering them with the rock, thinking better safe than sorry at the moment. "In that case I'll deal with the remains when I return. Burning them in here is not practical, and I don't have a way to move them at the moment." He'd make sure that he'd at least be a bit more respectful to the remains when destroying them than he had been so far.

Looking around he slopes a wing so Tsukishima can slide down from his back and inspect the weapon and armor now that it was at least somewhat safe. "It looks fairly clear now... Do you think this is what we're looking for?"
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[personal profile] caelum_ignis_draconigena 2017-02-28 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Still 'on guard' but relaxing a little as nothing else jumps out at them, Skyfire observes the armor and nods a little. It would be interesting hauling the armor back, but he could use it. Still, a thought occurs to him.

"I've worked with worse, I've eaten worse. The rust isn't so bad as to make it useless... but... I can dig raw metals if I need to, so, do you want to see if anyone wants to buy it in town first? It might be worth more as armor than as scrap, and we can spit what it sells for if it's worth anything?"

Well, if it weren't for Tsukishima, he wouldn't have known about it in the first place, plus Skyfire was still a little unsure about dealing with the townsfolk, so having him along made things, if not easier, a bit less worrying.
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[personal profile] caelum_ignis_draconigena 2017-03-03 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure. Then again, that's only if it's worth something decent." He chuckles a little bit. "Who knows if it's worth anything at all, but if it is, selling it might be better. I mean, there isn't that much here metal wise..."

In Skyfire's mind selling it might yield a better result, since if anyone wants it for more than scrap he could likely use the money from it's sale to buy more metals than what's actually in the armor itself.
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[personal profile] caelum_ignis_draconigena 2017-03-06 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Skyfire resisted the urge to sigh, because he's tired of people just agreeing with him because of his size, species or whatever. He really didn't like it when people agreed with him despite perhaps having a differing opinion.

Considering the problem of transporting the armor for a few moment, he grimaces when Tsukishima mentions wearing it out. "Is that a good idea? I mean considering what was wearing it..." Having brought a bit of rope, it wasn't much but he had an idea that might work.

"I do have a length of rope wrapped around the base of one of my wings, we could tie it to my back?" There would still be room for Tsukishima to fit on his back still, but tying the armor would be awkward. Skyfire couldn't do it himself even if he had managed to wrap the rope around his wing so that the feathers hid it from view on the way over.