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[estimable]

Who: Porpentina Goldstein (goldsteins) OR Saber (estimable) and YOU
What: Catchall for the Descent for Emi's characters
When: Intro Logs times
Where: Landing-> Traveling -> Outpost
Warning(s): SOME PG13 IN HERE PROBABLY DON'T LOOK AT ME. Will be updated as needed


[I WILL BE JUST POSTING LINKS TO TOPLEVELS IN THIS PART, PROBABLY]

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[estimable]

[Saber makes a sound that's an answer at first. Clear not being the word she would look for, not when her own Master seemed to have a habit of running off. But although he said he took it seriously he did not seem to care much for most of the matters-- perhaps because it was her he took seriously and not the actual business he put himself into. A conundrum she still wasn't entirely clear on.

She keeps her base, emerald eyes peering around the landscape with lips pressed tightly together.] I would not deny the comforts a warm bed and full stomach would bring someone.

[It's a simple answer brought from a girl who was used to seeing men go into battle. Driven from place to place and battlefield to battlefield with only the comforts of a warm fire, game, and wherever they could sleep to pass the time. Laughter stifling the darkness of the battles to come.] They have earned their peace for tonight, tomorrow will bring forth another journey for them...

[fakers]

Will it? [ she isn't wrong, but the answer is hardly that simple. ] At this point, all we have our Dharma's words to go by. East to the outpost, then east again. But at some point, we need to stop blindly following and figure out a course for ourselves.

[ he's not too fond of just how little they know... it's only been two days, but for now they're simply 180 people running around at the behest of a ghostly voice he isn't sure they can really trust. at the same time, he knows that complaining to saber won't get him anywhere... it's just venting his frustrations. ]

We should start heading back. [ if they haven't found anyone out here so far, it doesn't seem likely they will. ]