Seear's Dance Rp [5/5]

Since to me it looks like you've been staring at me for a whilr i say "What are you staring at?"

 

Perk up

“Uh those runes. Is anything wrong?”

 

"Nah, you've just been staring at me for a while so i was wondering why, but that makes sense i guess"

 

"Can I see it when your done with it?"

 

"If the doc is fine with it"

 

The doctor nods simply from behind his numerous papers. "Surely. I will have to take it with me after I leave though."
He seems to be preparing to leave. "You've got ten minutes, I'd say."

 

I turn to Darx "Just be quick about it" hand him the iron and finish what's left of the tea. Then turn to the commander "I don't really have anything to add to what Fraise said about the situation"

 

"Sure. And you plan on leaving town?" She asks, gesturing for all of the present. "I'd like if some of you kept an eye on the old man. Not all that commanders are like me."

 

"Some time in the near future, i have important buisness that i need to deal with. And what do you mean by not all commanders being like you? They can't disable magic?"

 

“Alright, and copy down the untellable runes.”

EDIT: my character did not say that he did that
i accidently made him say that

 

"Do you think any of us can handle him?"

 

I give a small chuckle

 

"Not all are nice enough to sit down and drink coffee with someone with a god complex who tried to kill them." She says sarcastically, moving the empty cup around.

"Yeah, as I said, it's pretty much a god complex." Raalehn seems pretty calm about the situation. "I've handled worse, but this is the first in many years."

 

"Also if you don't mind me asking. Is magic illegal here, because i think i heard you saying something about that, or was that my imagination?"

 

Upon hearing that, Darx readies himself to go to his page of his diary part of his journal. In character Darx would know if its illegal, either way, it would make him jumpy even if runic magic was legal

 

Fraise sighed as he glanced at Deton, quirking his eyebrow at the question. He turned to Raalehn, a more serious look on his face,
"I presume we may ask you our questions now. Regarding mine, I was wondering if you gathered any information regarding Varla's librarian. Personally, I believe it's rather odd for someone to perish and cause such a stir in the stomach. If you're investigating this mystery, perhaps we could be of use? Well, I wouldn't mind. I can't speak for the other gentlemen here."

 

"As long as it doesn't take longer then a month"

 

I shrug.
"I can help you if you'll help me with something as well."

 

"Well cloak man, if you help us, i can help you, if you help me with something"

 

"I don't think your help is as useful."