Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20161217152507/@comment-25363089-20170101232314

Nickelae looked at his stuff then to his mom. "Well..looks like I am ready to leave huh?". Nickelae asked his mom. She nodded. "Yes you are but before you go. I wanted to tell you this. Your doing good in your dust casting...while not as good as your sister alyssa...or Luna or clover..". Margrit started to list off the feats his sisters did with dust casting. ''Jeez mom! Why a to boost the moral...''Nickelae thought to himself as he groan. Margrit stopped herself and smacked her son upside the head. "Don't feel sorry for yourself! Your a Kojote act like it! You come from a long line of dust casters all the way from Vacuo. Now buck up.". Margrit said glaring at her son as a rune appeared on her hand. Nickelae stood up straight and rubbed his head. "Yes Mom..sorry. I'll make sure to learn all that i can about dust during my travels.". Nickelae told his mom.

She nodded in approval "See to it that you do. Now just remember my lessons and you will do far much better with your dust amount. Remember dust is fininite it can't be reproduce so make every strike count and don't waste it less you have to. An remember you control your emotions not the other way around so keep that temper under control. Or you will die. Now go and do whatever is you kids do now adays.". Margrit said as she fallowed her son out towards the kitchen where the letter was at. She stopped at the door as nickelae left the house with hoshi leading the way carrying her sheild and a few things that margrit gave her from the family store. She stood at the door in a daze as she watched them go. ''Go my son become a true warrior like your ancestor before you. ''Margrit thought to herself as she coughed and whizzed before forcing it to stop as she walked back inside and headed off for her bed.

Across the bridge nickelae and hoshi were walking through the village heading for the nearest airport; "So Nickelae? Where are we going?". Hoshi asked Nickelae figuring he had a plan of something. "Eh oh i don't know figure we just walk around mistrial for a bit...". Nickelae said before he was cut off by his scroll vibrating. "Just a second. ". Nickelae said as he pulled it out. "Yellow?". Nickelae said to the speaker on the other end.