User blog comment:Dyrcaend/Primary storyline Act one/@comment-24081662-20140925051403

OOC: Yeah sorry bout that whole encounter. I am just sorta, not doing so great and am really distracted from talking. So sorry for the whole awkwardness of my speech and stuff.

IC: Dyrx rubs xirs face in xirs hands, somewhat embarrased by how badly xe had messed up that conversation. Xe just sat there for a moment, before sighing and falling back onto the bed.

It was probably best that xe had closed the pesterlog when xe had. Xe hadnt even told her what xe had meant to, about that one game xe had played a bit on the way there and how xe got a revolver for xirs weapon and used it all the time. Sigh. Whatevyr.

Wyl, nothing to do now but get ready xe supposed.

Just then, a knock came on the door. Dyrx glanced at the door worriedly, thinking possibly an authority had caught xir somehow.

Dyrx: Coming!

Dyrx quickly put on a shirt and some shorts, and went to the door, opening it and smothering xirs face in xirs hands, welcoming the distraction from xirs own thoughts.

As xe opened the door, xe rubbed xirs eyes from exhaustion, only to blink when xe saw who stood in the doorway.

Whatever xe expected to see, it wasnt what xe did.

A Mestizo guy round Dyrx's age stood in the doorway, wearing shades, a jacket, a faded green-ish t-shirt and some jeans. In his hand a sword hung losely.

Luis: Hello. My name is Luis. I presume you are Dyrx?

Luis extended his hand

Luis: I know who you are and why you are here. Come, we have much to discuss.

OOC: that would be the heir of time.

And uh, I wyl talk to you later. Once again, sorry for all awkwardness and my apparently suddenly horrible social abilities.

Oh also, I do have a game in which I am using a six-round revolver for everything, and all the guys with machine guns, infested crawlers, robotic railgun mechs, and armored battlesuites cower in fear of my deadly six-round flechet-launching revolver. Revolvers FTW.