The Grand Opening

[driftingmods]

[A large WELCOME sign is hanging from the buildings when you walk into Levanta Town, but that seems to be the only sign that today is any different than any other day. The villagers are simply going about their daily business. However, if they are approached they are more than happy to explain the region as well as they can to any new arrivals.

Welcome to Levanta Town in The Drifting Land!]

Comments

[battlestandby]

... You defeated Brandon. You could've become a Frontier Brain years ago. That would have fit your skills better, and if you had a similar facility as the Pyramid King, you could still travel.

[notinmtsilver]

Yeah, but they really needed somebody for Viridian.

... I don't think they would've made anything else that flies though.

[battlestandby]

... It's disappointing that you settled for such a lowly position. Hopefully I didn't get soft like you did in the future.

[notinmtsilver]

I... have no idea where you are, Paul.

I hope you're doing okay.

[battlestandby]

Like I expected you to know. You didn't know who I was at first, so of course you don't have a clue.

[notinmtsilver]

Yeah... I guess that makes sense.

[battlestandby]

It's not like I care. I'll decide my own future.

[Except he'll be a decade away from his untimely demise at twenty years old.]

[notinmtsilver]

I think everybody does.

[Damn it, Paul!]

[battlestandby]

... Yeah.

[Everybody who gets the freedom of living as long as they want, sure.]

[notinmtsilver]

... [Something's wrong. Nobody just makes a face like that.]

... Are you alright?

[battlestandby]

[oh crap, did he just show some weakness? this ain't good. let's react with RAW ANGER.]

I'm fine.

[notinmtsilver]

... Are you sure?

You seemed upset.

[battlestandby]

Please. You don't know anything about me.

[notinmtsilver]

I know you looked more upset than usual.

[battlestandby]

Shut up.

[notinmtsilver]

No. If something's wrong, you should really talk about it.

[When did you turn into a mom?]

[battlestandby]

You're in no position to demand that from me!

[notinmtsilver]

It's not a demand, Paul. It's a a suggestion.

[battlestandby]

I don't care. Back off.

[notinmtsilver]

... Fine. [He'll put his hands up in the universal non aggressive way.]

I can't make you talk to me.

[battlestandby]

Why do you even care?

[notinmtsilver]

I care about people. [he'll sigh. Sometimes too much.]

You just... seemed upset when we talked about making our own paths.

[battlestandby]

Stop caring about me.

[notinmtsilver]

I can't help it.

[battlestandby]

You're not even trying.