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Open - (CotMW) The Makeshift Camp
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  1. Lucia could only chuckle at Merkaba's words, as if finding them amusing, she'd reach out a hand to pet her head as if she were a child acting out at a dinner party. Though she'd only sigh thinking about how the lot of talk from most sides didn't really help with rationalizing a proper choice. "Nobody said it would be filled with monsters either. What if it were traps? Arrows coming out of holes, teeth from the sands mm? however unfortunate we're not particularly equipped to handle those situations either. Even taking a step back further, we should at least work on who has proper hard Crowd Control." Lucia tried to explain, like Jack said, they had no information, maybe even less then they thought they did. Everyone seemed to be planning for a monster wave, but that wasn't the only possibility, the previous room only had a magical turret after all. What's to say the rest of the caves wouldn't be filled with similar unmanned automated tools and weapons?

    Though she couldn't help wondering why Merkaba placed such an emphasis on living things and her formations. The woman was clearly someone who wouldn't use them, it was useless knowledge for the girl-- the thought only brought a measure of pity to Lucia's gaze; the poor girl was either going with poor specs or wasting time on looking into tools that didn't seem to support her combat style. "Living or inorganic, I have a response for both of them. I do know five formations as well-- though the five layered formation would take some time to set up. if I were better I'd be able to try for the nine layered grand formation, but reaching that point is incredibly difficult." She admitted.

    "It is best though that we figure things out-- I'll send you a message Jack so you can understand." Lucia offered gesturing with a hand to begin explaining her kit in detail to the man to make sure things were properly organized and taken care of.
     
  2. Whatever.

    These fools were iincorrigible. They would either listen to her or not. Perhaps her wisdom was going over their heads. Lucia in particular was just repeating what Merkaba had already said. Was she not paying attention? Alas... her words were lost on these people. Let them plan and if they manage it is all well and good. Merkaba would dismiss Lucia's hand with a gesture of her own and add the slightest bit of malice in her sideways glance. The woman would catch it for sure but it was only there for her. Elizabeth would not tolerate condescending wretches.

    "Yes, that is what I am saying woman. I do not need a echo. Regardless of path we are in danger. If you cannot survive you will die. Hopefully this is clear enough. Hmph. I have nothing more to share with you."

    The dark witch stood up and went to figure out her own ideas of how to proceed. If a more organized meeting was made, perhaps she would join just to listen to them fail. Merkaba would figure out how she alone would survive what lied ahead even if the rest goofed up yet again. She could see a pattern forming in here. It was likely to fall on Jack Anders again to make the final choices. So she just let it be. Hopefully the witches would just show up already. Her patience with these people was wearing thin.
     
  3. An accepting nod was given as he heard Lucia’s suggestion to message him later in private. Her concerns were warranted he’d suppose, especially since it was clear that some individuals got along more poorly with others. “Yeah, I’d appreciate that.”

    He’d leave it at that while continuing to watch the two women bicker. To be honest, it was a rather silly discussion at best. It wasn’t as though either of them had any real mastery over the dark arts yet. It was like watching children bicker over the nuances of swordplay when neither had yet to touch steel. That said, he understood well that there was a time and a place to pick his battles. It’d do him no good to incur additional wrath without any real gain.

    He had already stirred the pot on another front. It was time to let the soup sit and simmer for a bit before agitating it once more.

    /EXIT (Done responding here!)
     
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