Bet, coward!
Deryn simply stares at the unfolding sequence of events in silence, a pair of alert, gleaming eyes peering from the darkness. He probably won’t bid on this item.
“Once I choose to bid,” he quietly murmurs, "on any item, should I choose to do so, you will all withdraw your bid and leave me to my winnings. I’m looking for a better prize than these elsewhere.”
Stick snickered softly. “Whatever you say, pal.”
/bet 25
“This is mine,” Lyn intoned softly. “I don’t care if I buy it here or steal it off your corpse.”
Evelyn bet 25.
Extending the time until :05
“Carry your wrench at your side,” Deryn hums listlessly, his gaze strangely shifting from Stick to Evelyn — his eyes hadn’t seemed to move, as though his whole head had turned in the shadows. "Corpse? Don’t be so hasty.”
you do that
/bid 30
Time extended to :10
Horatia? Bid 30
yes
aelin trying to get me to give up the item
/bid 35
The strawberry-blonde-haired teen rested her chin on her hand, gazing at Horatia. “Understood.”
/bid 40
Evelyn bids 35.
The man is very happy.
Horitititia bids 40.
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Time extended to :15
Me: well, thought-out, in-character responses
you, a fool: “/bid 40”
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aelin trying to get me to act in character
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/bid 45
Evelyn… yawns?
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/bid 50
standing here
i realize
aelin’s going to get to 100 first, probably