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DWC Day 3 Forest - Mortality

A marking vote always meant a night of revelry, drinks bottomless, and memories to be made and forgotten, however, Emveah's night would lead in a different direction. Tomorrow morning was an act of service, the Conspiracy of Ravens had come to learn that one of their more recent members had fallen onto hard times, and their roof was in dire need of repair; Emi was leading a team to get them fixed up and wanted to be fit for the work ahead.

"Smart choices Em." Emveah spoke to herself as she followed the pathway into the forest, a camp pack on her back and eager to get set up before the night's chill set in.

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DWC Day 4 Impress/Exhaustion

Emveah had been preparing for the next fight all week, her challenger was undefeated, like herself, and this meant a much more difficult fight. Arriving at Valanthriell's apartment to get some rest, having yet to find a place of her own, although she knew her friend didn't mind the extended stay.

Her bed was far too comfortable, the second her head hit the pillow she was ready for sleep until the door burst open and Valathriell walked in the door, clearly rushed.

"Oi! The fucks got you in such a hurry?" Emi asked as she sat up and looked out her open bedroom door to see Valanthriell gathering items.

"We got intel on Fealia, and we're heading to Draenor to confront her." Valanthriell responded matter-of-factly.

"Shit, okay." Emi replied, quickly getting dressed and walking into the kitchen to grab a snack for the road.

"Don't you have a fight tomorrow?" Valanthriell asked, unsure of what her friend was doing.

"Yeah, I did, but this is your kid we're talking about. And if you think I'm sitting out the chance to see you deal with Fealia, you're fucking cracked. I'm going, they'll survive without me."

Emveah's response cause Valanthriell to stop in her tracks, throwing her arms around Emi in a tight embrace. "Thank you..."

"Nah, no need for all that, and I want to meet my Godkid, ya know?" Emveah laughed, doing her best to lighten the mood. "Now let's get going, yeah?"

"Yes." Valanthriell could not express her gratitude for her friend, not just being her rock but for dropping everything in times like these.

{Mentioned @ethereal-and-vaguely-threatening}

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DWC Day 4: Sloth

"Three blasts of the horn mean it's time to wake up."

"Time to wake up..."

"Wake up!!" A voice shouted, their hand gripping Emveah by the shoulders and shaking her awake.

Emi jumped from sleep, hurled into consciousness, and had an aching head. "I'm up. I'm up!" She groaned, sitting up in her cot and reaching for her waterskin to clear the sick taste in her mouth, stretching and falling back on the cot with a thud. "Nope, thirty more minutes." She defiantly rolled over and passed back out nearly that instant, luckily the Company was fairly lax on the rules or she'd have to be out in that heat with a hangover.

The dig nerds could wait.

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DWC Day 2: Gluttony

Emveah had packed up to go with the Company, some dig in Uldum for a few weeks that needed muscle and protection. "How do I pack food for an unknown amount of time?!" Emi shouted from Valanthriell's kitchen, poaching whatever food items she could find.

"I do not suppose they have a plan in place to feed you all? Maybe an on-site cook?" Valanthriell was highly amused, able to sense Emii's excitement about doing some traveling whether she spoke up or not.

"Well yeah, but I eat at least three times more than most of those meatheads. The big blonde idiot, what's his name? Right, Jacob, he's the only one that comes close and I still pack away more. Don't want to put the cook through the wringer and end up coming short on supplies just because of me."

Valanthriell let out a slow concerned sigh, pondering how best to assist her friend. "What if I send supples every week? This way you not only remain stocked but you get fresh food, nothing like food rot to ruin an excursion."

"Dammit woman, you're the best!" Emi shouted, now able to free up time and catch up with the Company, arriving later because of another contract that ran long. "I'll send you our location on the icomm! Love ya!" With that Emi had grabbed her bag and was out the door.

"Mmm, love you too."

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