oh, Lazarus, how did your debts get paid? [ OPEN ]

[venatoris]

Who: infractus, lefthemisphere, egyptologist & you!
What: event shenanigans in one fabulous catch all, for all your RP needs
When: Throughout September
Where: All over!

Content Warnings: mentions and gifs/images of blood and dead bodies, death, decay, and trauma, possible suicide ideation, possible R rated scenes of varying degrees, etc etc. will mark as needed







(( ooc; event prompts, various september logs, and tdm continuations will go in this thread. if you have something you'd like to do, pm me or hit me up at pincurls! ))

Comments

nobody saw it okay

[falsify]

[Eames has mixed feelings about all this, but it's hard to ignore the immense satisfaction that comes with fucking up some monsters. Especially with a hecking big battle axe.]

[He's checking said axe for damage when there's a familiar voice that makes the corner of his mouth quirk in a small smile.]

Miss Carnahan. Fancy seeing you here.

[egyptologist]

Eames!

[ She looks rather delighted as she twirls her daggers in her hands, like she's been doing it for decades instead of weeks. Thank Nefertiri for those skills, indeed. ]

I'm so glad you made it -- [ ah, one moment, let her stick a monster in the eye before turning back to him. ] Is your friend here as well? The American one?

[falsify]

[He pauses a little, kinda surprised by how easily she handles those blades and stabs that monster, but then can Eames really judge when he's out here maintaining a conversation while he brings his axe down on something's head.]

He's here, yeah. Been to the arena more than me, actually.

[egyptologist]

[ It's complicated. Past lives, blabbity blah. She yanks her blades free, wipes them on her pants as she raises her brows. ]

Really? How many times so far? I believe this is...my third. I think.