Mysterious Building, Go!

[mithrarin]

Who: Tyzias and Dust
Where: The Mysterious Building On Campus
When: November 1.
What: Time to investigate one of the campus's mysteries!


"Well, the outside doesn't look screamingly ominous," Dust mused, looking at the manor. Probably, anyway, since his hat hid his eyes pretty well. Not that he was unprepared; Ahrah and Furae were both in hand, held reverse-grip in his hands. "That's a plus."

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[mithrarin]

"If I get hurt, I'll heal," Dust said, the quiet intensity of his voice working on overdrive levels as he lifted one hand, fingers slightly curled. "If I die, I'll come back. That's what I was created to do. If you want to hang back, I can handle things. That's a promise. If you don't, then I'll help, because that's my nature. Literally. But I'll keep your secret either way."

[tiredcharmer]

"Yeah, well, I auto-resurrect back home too.

"But do you really want to find out whether it works here too?"

As irritated as Tyzias sounds, there's genuine care in her voice.

[mithrarin]

"I did come back here after I died at home, so it clearly does work. Besides, it's baked in. It's part of what I am."

Tyzias was a good person. No matter what she acted like, Dust had seen that for himself. That concern doesn't surprise him.

[tiredcharmer]

"If you say so. Just... take care of yourself, aight? No need to tempt the reaper, especially considering that we might have just personally pissed them off." Tyzias's smile is half-genuine, half-dangerous smirk as she surveys the scenery.

"'Tho I'm pretty sure we could take 'em together."