Foreigner was sitting across of Anasta. She blinked then sighed. "Equality, what is it?" She prompted the topic question
Anastasia blinked, confused for a moment before turning the question over and asking herself why Abi was asking her this. She tilted her head. "Equality is just a fantasy. Nothing is Equal, nor the same." She answered the question.
A bark of a quiet laugh broke through her lips. She grinned, interest peaking at the moment. "That's what I thought. We're all born the same, equal as a baby, useless. Peaceful. But the experiences you have changed overtime. So yes, Equality is just a fantasy."
Anastasia nodded then looked at Abigail. They started playing poker together, silently.
"Equality.. I believe equality is the fate everyone will meeet, death" she muttered.. except, she was a small exception, at least for a while"
"What comes after death?" Anastasia's eyebrow raised, smiling slightly, a curl of a lip.
"It depends on which side of life and death you're on."
"Well.. Ids say its a 50/50 chance, that your soul disapates after you die.. or your sent to an afterlife of sorts.."
*adorable floof*
Huh, Seems pretty silent here.
Miyako just kinda nodded, but who's she to complain, she's rather boring....
Ragna The Bloodedge wrote:
Huh, Seems pretty silent here.
"You get used to it."
Lurline sat there, a pistol holstered at her right hip, magazine not loaded. She was reading a book. 4 knives lined her back in sheathes.
Lucas is running around outside the bar, chasing his dog Boney around, playing and laughing.
Duster is asleep in one of the rocking chairs on the porch.
Kumatora is practicing her PK Fire on a poor, unsuspecting tree.
There is also a small monkey watching her, his name is Salsa.
Duster is asleep in one of the rocking chairs on the porch.
Kumatora is practicing her PK Fire on a poor, unsuspecting tree.
There is also a small monkey watching her, his name is Salsa.
She yawned then went outside. She drew her pistol then put the light on it, shining it in front of her. She moved throughout the woods at the outside of the bar. Her eyes never stopped moving, always watching. She was training.
Foreigner was floating above a chair, criss-crossed. She was asleep, sitting bolt upright.
Fumizuki wrote:
*adorable floof*
Sits with his daughter and munches on an apple.
Lurline wrote:
Lurline sat there, a pistol holstered at her right hip, magazine not loaded. She was reading a book. 4 knives lined her back in sheathes.
"Please put your weapons in the weapon box by the door. My bouncers should have told you, RIGHT, RAGNA AND SILVERIA?!"
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