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| What are you looking for at the Inn of Peace? |
| Peace (dah) |
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| Love <3 |
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| Friends and Friends *hugs* |
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| Chaos and destruction *evil grin* |
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| Nothing *snores* |
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| Gold XD |
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| I don't know yet... |
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 Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 10:44 am
"I have this for you, sir..." She held out a rather large box, pointing to a certain space on her clipboard, "... And I need for you to sign here."
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 10:45 am
"You're telling me Charles, Stella, and Sybil wiped everyone at the GMO...why?" She asked harshly. "And why should I believe you?"
"Simple. You saw the results." Tyler folded his arms, looking at her thoughtfully. "I attacked the GMO the first time rashly, I'll admit, but what I saw developing in those Labs warranted it." He thought back to the day.
"I was waiting on the results to my placement tests, looking around in wonder at all their Labs, since that was likely where I would have worked. The separation of the sections, though, along with the piecemeal nature of their assembly...it was obvious, at least to me, that someone didn't want the researchers to know what they were working on."
Sosol narrowed his eyes in thought, trying to keep his gaze downward; his shades had broken in the mess outside, and he'd have to order a spare pair from James. Rather than figuring it out, though, he picked up on Tyler's conclusion.
"You saw how the pieces fit together...you saw Charles' plans five years in advance!"
"Oh, and I shouted it as loudly as I could as I trashed everything I could get my hands on. People say there's a fine line between genius and insanity...everyone around me thought I had crossed it, as I have a tendency to do, and my little spree didn't last long when pitted against full members."
"Charles couldn't cover his tracks any other way...people would have asked questions..." Azana said in realization, her entire image of him beginning to shift. If what he was saying was true, he was no worse than her when she went rogue...
((And I REALLY need to get going...guess I'll have to pick this up again in a few hours!))
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 10:50 am
He had a look at the box, and immediately smiled at the name on the tag. "Yes, of course." he said, signing G.M.E.G.E. on the line, picking up the box. "Thank you!"
He had an ear trained on the GMO conversation, and understood immediately, but a present took precedence.
(I look forward to it!)
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 10:52 am
"It's my job... Take care." Taking up her chart and leaving with a wave, she closed the door behind her.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 10:53 am
Tyler's revelation sank in and snapped Chris out of his thoughts and he listened to what the inventor had to say very intently.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 10:55 am
Sitting down at the bar with a wide smile, he set to opening the box. Grinning widely, he pulled out a crisp blue uniform. "Well well...this is beautiful!"
(Thank you, dear... heart )
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 1:21 pm
"Oh, and we couldn't have that, could we?" Tyler asked sarcastically, taking a sip of the tea. "I was stopped before long...actually, dearest Azana, you were there that day. I'll never forget that look in your eye..." The sarcasm deflated into a genuine frown from the inventor, his eyes downcast as the image came to his head. Perhaps it was better that she didn't relive that day.
"When I awoke, I don't know how long later...everything was dark, and I could hardly breathe. Oh, it took me a little bit to realize where I was..."
"Where?" Azana asked curiously, now intensely interested in the story. Perhaps, at some point, everything that happened to her would make sense. After all, there appeared to be a method to his madness so far...
"Some place far worse than my closet," he answered. "I was in a rather shallow grave. Someone really must have slacked off that day..."
Skuld clasped her hands over her mouth, the image intruding on her mind...Tyler frantically trying to orient himself and escape the suffocating depth. She quickly took her mug and drained it...how could he talk about it so casually now?
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 1:39 pm
Sitting back down with the gift box in hand Gren sipped his tea quietly. "Please, go on."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 1:50 pm
"Oh, yes...please do," Azana said, slightly skeptical of his story until she saw Skuld's reaction. She shuddered, knowing that there was no way she'd be that calm about it...a closet was one thing, but buried?
"I dug my way out, obviously...it didn't hurt that I hadn't been there long. The dirt was still loose; I probably looked like a bad horror film, popping out like that." He chuckled light-heartedly, his humor fighting off the fright it really gave him. "Of course, the GMO was still standing, and I then had a personal bone to pick with them besides the already looming threat."
"Why did it take you so long, then? Too long, even!" Azana asked, a small flash of anger in her tone. She was the one who stopped that plan...if he beat her to it, that could have saved everyone some trouble, and she wouldn't have lost her home in the process.
"Let's see you try to topple the GMO with no tools and no powers," Tyler snapped back, waiting for Azana to sit back before continuing. "I spent five years finding a place to stay, obtaining parts, and building what I would need to bring them down. It's not easy making things like that catapsi bomb from dumpster diving, I'll tell you that!"
"I don't doubt it...James only recently thought of the defensive uses of catapsi, and he had the Labs," Sosol added, trying to keep things from getting too hostile.
"He hasn't forgiven me for beating him to it yet...I had to turn over my notes on other anti-psi applications I was starting to piece together."
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 1:52 pm
Gren took all of this in...and watched Skuld carefully. The poor girl was so nervous...he refilled her cup with a reassuring smile.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 2:10 pm
((Last post before I drive home!))
"All of this leads to the million-dollar question," Azana said, leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees. "What did you need me for? Why, if you had all that planned out, was I even involved?"
Skuld grinned at the refill, giving a nod of thanks and sipping it a bit more slowly than before. This was almost as bad as being in the office with Tyler and Stella...at least Brother was there, this time. She looked back and forth between the two.
Tyler was silent for a moment, looking to Sosol. He probably wasn't going to like the full answer, either...but if Azana was ever going to work alongside him, full disclosure was necessary.
"...I actually told you part of the answer back at my place...you understood. You already questioned the GMO's policies and intentions on more than one occasion. I...wanted to save you from them, from what I had to do to them."
"...say what?" Azana blinked, tilting her head in puzzlement. This was Tyler Hunter, right?
"I needed to get you away from the GMO, but I knew that if I went through with my plan as it was, you'd be right there to stop me...it was the only way I could ensure your safety."
"If that was the case...then why did you throw me back in with a catapsi field and enough explosives to send the thing sky high?!" Azana's voice rose again before she winced, her arm reminding her that any electrical discharge was a bad idea.
"Because I had faith in you!" He replied, his tone almost apologetic. "I knew I couldn't go in myself...I'd be stopped immediately. I was certain you could pull it off and escape in time...but you were unwilling."
"Damn straight I was! So you exposed me to everything I feared at once, knocked me out, and threw me in a Morpheus Trance...just to stop the GMO?"
"...the Trance was for you. I could have simply threatened to detonate it remotely to motivate you...but I knew how hard it would have been, to take out the GMO after all it had done for you. I figured if you were not aware of it, that perhaps you would not be as pained."
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 2:13 pm
(it's okay, I have to go fetch groceries...)
Gren smiled inwardly. his instinct had been right on the spot at the time, that this wasn't a random attack...and the explanation was helping him piece it together in retrospect. "Knew there was a reason i didn't want you dead stright off..." he murmured.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 4:57 pm
((well Zulma is obviously not as good as some of you about being at the Inn, but I swear I am trying! smile & I am here when no one is... crying ))
On her first day since she came back Zulma had slept a lot, barely going downstairs and not crossing anyone's path.
She had made a very strange dream or was it a dream?
First she was sure that she had fallen asleep on the floor and yet she woke up in her bed. She was not the sleepwalker type and that in itself was bothering her. She had thought that maybe Baldur had moved her, but even though the panther was huge, the overall process would be awkward for an animal.
Second, she had the feeling that human arms had carried her. She remembered those strong arms and this heat. She had felt at peace. She had been wondering if MacPere or Gren had come in her room and put her in bed, but she had trouble imagining the men carrying her in bed without laughing. Yet she was sure a man carried her.
Third, she was sure she had heard a voice, a whisper filled with warmth. A deep voice speaking to her in her sleep. She was unable to identify the voice and she did not even know if all that was real, yet she secretly hoped that he was no other than Anansi.
Bothered and flushed by the thought that the Prince had come back and more had taken her in his arms, she had been unsettled since then.
Then she had sneaked out the Inn without anyone noticing, or so she believed. She had spent again days away from the Inn.
She had thought about going to the Valentines' manor, but had chosen against. Sadly, her schedule was not hers and she had things to do.
Trying to keep the promise she had made to Sosol the first time she met him. She had bought all the necessary to create the blood candies for the vampires of the Inn.
The Innkeeper entered the Inn with tons of groceries. She headed straight for the kitchen and unpacked. Once that was done, the woman stopped and looked at the kitchen or rather zoned out.
This place was a place of Peace. She was both attracted and repulsed by it. She felt lost coming back. Going for the usual cabinet, she poured herself a glass of port and headed for her favorite spot on the carpet in front of the fireplace. It was not cold, but she felt lonely...
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 5:47 pm
Gren smiled, from his comfortable chair. "Long time no see, stranger..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 5:55 pm
Half dozing off, Zulma startled.
"Gren! You surprised me!" she smiled at the man as she stretched.
"How are you doing today?" she asked as she took a sip of port.
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