Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150422184124/@comment-3293219-20150422200334

"Sure, it's better than being an actually drunk healing expert." Isaiah shrugged as he stood up, hopping off of his stool and adjusting his back.

"We should... Probably take it outside, some of my previous students have caused fires."

-

J'dharjo's eye twitched. He sighed and looked over at the desert.

"I am so dead. I can't survive a week without at least a bit of Moon Sugar or Skooma." He sat down. "Or else, I go nuts."

"Yeah... Because you're just the image of stability right now..." Arrietty grumbled, folding her arms and looking over to the nearby automoton.

"I wish I didn't give up. I wish I was still a Dwemereth so that useless piece of garbage could be reactivated."

Suddenly, (with the power of long khajiit tongue) Ihlenda reactivated, twitching as she did so.

"Systems reactivated." The droid said, creepily.

"AGH! WITCHCRAFT!!" J'dharjo shouted.

"Urgh great... Crazy Dwemer tech, just what I friggin' needed right now." Arrie grumbled, starting to wish that she had just gone to town.