(Glad you're getting something out of it)

(I'm going to go back and change the comments, cuz I really kind of don't want to share that information. Srry Sylestia! Trying to keep people from getting on too much, real life is great too!)

(Hey, you holding up ok?)

(Questionable. Just took a long cold shower to jolt me out of it but I think I'm alright now, just trying to catch up)

(I'm team zethzian tbh

Also Zeeoof, come on.
>He's a kid
>Hexic's 23 he can handle a ship
Pick one, buddy.

Should be all caught up now, let's roll.)

(Ex- friends can be weird sometimes. Once I had someone who hadn't spoke to me in three years come out of no where and ask me to run off to Ireland with her. I hadn't the slightest clue how to respond to that XD, and okie, les do dis)

Sereya
"I'd prefer not to disclose my age. But for what it's worth I'm about 22 in human age measurements. Give or take a few years, I was never good at math."
She stepped outside the bunker, stretching slightly.
"I'm always ready, by the way. Hurry up, losers. We're killing moonlight."

(wtf..
Yeah no, this friend wasn't anything like that, just someone I knew from the military back in California trying to call me up for uh.. unmentionables and proceeds to cuss me out for being flakey and many other things while drunk.
Was never interested in this dude and hung out with him only once because he was frankly creepy and kept trying to pick apart my relationship and explain why he was also a much better choice so don't know why he would even bother thinking I'd be interested 2 years later when I'm also like 3 states over.. ugh makes my skin crawl)

Basil*

She had picked up a smaller gun and been lugging it around, hoping to put herself to good use. "Ready. Lets go save Scias." A determined smile had painted itself across her face as she prepared to step onto the teleportation tile that Zeth had set coordinated into. She was instantly taken to the south wall. She laid low and waited for the others.

Zeth*

Her foot lingered for just a moment over the tile before she stepped onto it. "We're coming." She mumbled inaudibly. She had a gun in each hand when she arrived. Basil, you might need to stay her as lookout. Here, a spare transmitter. It will transmit a frequency I can detect with my horns. Let me know if you get into trouble."

(Creep...good riddance if you ask me)