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| What are you looking for at the Inn of Peace? |
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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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| Gold XD |
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| I don't know yet... |
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 1:40 pm
"Never." he smiled, strolling around and taking a seat next to MacPere, drawing his arms around the man's thin waist.
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 1:51 pm
With a matching smile, MacPere rest his head against Gren's chest, good arm curling around his waist. "You're too good, putting up with my moods..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 1:52 pm
Sosol worked in the kitchen, making an executive decision and fixing the psychic heroine some spaghetti. Her message, though, made him visibly wince as he heated and seasoned the sauce.
Stacy...I don't know how else to say this...but you weren't the only one attacked. Az and I saw the aftermath...I don't think they shared your luck. He sent the image of the battlefield, from the sword in the stone, to the broken hammer and arrows, to the small shard of crystal he was still carrying with him. He looked down, the steam from the boiling water trying to fog his shades.
We recovered Tekker...Tyler's trying to get it back online as we speak. It's the only real lead we have...
Tyler finally caught up to where he had been when he finally passed out, searching around the table for the next piece. By the end of the day, he hoped, they'd have an eyewitness account as to what happened out there.
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 1:53 pm
Gren sighed, smiling. "A sailor can ride out a storm without losing his love for the sea." he murmured, nuzzling MacPere's hair.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 1:55 pm
D stood from his table, taking with him the stone and walked over to inspect the pieces of device the other man was working on. with a cold gaze and no expression he studied the various pieces and got an idea of what the other man was doing, Tyler, as he recalled the child calling him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 1:58 pm
Stacy saw the images and went into a panic, frantically searching for any sign of her teammates' mental patterns. After several long moments, she found nothing and broke down in tears. These were her teammates, her friends. If anything bad had happened to them, she didn't know what she'd do.
Tyler, please hurry. My family's in danger.
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 2:01 pm
"Even if this storm is ugly as can be? Oh... You're one of a kind..." He closed his eyes and sighed, snuggling contentedly. "Any advances on wedding plans?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 2:04 pm
"Ah-heh...uh, none, really. I wasn't making any, aside from a few things for the guest list. I had faith in your recovery, but didn't want to end up like some kind of tragic Miss Havisham figure." he said sheepishly, with a bit of a squeeze.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 2:14 pm
Tyler blinked, hearing Stacy's voice in his mind as he carefully soldered in one of his replacement parts. He was relieved to hear from her again, though the barely controlled panic in her voice told him that she recently found out about the other half of the attack.
I'm working as quickly as I can, Stacy...I can assure you of that. Tekker took a lot of damage, and this is delicate work. He responded, trying to balance his desire for a speedy recovery and the need for Tekker to perform at its optimum level...he was beginning to be rather thankful for his collaboration with Chris. Otherwise, this would have been nearly impossible in the time frame demanded.
Max hummed to herself, walking out of Azana's room with a small printout of what she had found in her searching. As she got ready to descend the stairs, though, she blinked, turning back down the hall. It sounded almost like someone was crying...
Following the sound, she wound up outside Stacy's room, lightly knocking at the door. Wonder who's got the waterworks goin'...
Sosol drained the pasta, watching the steam rise from it before he served some of it into a bowl, covering it with his modified pasta sauce. He grabbed a fork and a container of parmesan, emerging from the kitchen and making his way upstairs.
"There's extra, if you'd like," he called, already halfway up the flight.
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 2:14 pm
"Haha! Oh, that image is priceless... But, don't worry yourself, sweetheart. There is plenty of time for plans~"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 2:17 pm
"Heh, all right..." he said, smiling contentedly. "There's still Milan and my parents...they're thrilled to hear about the engagement, though I didn't mention the coma."
Looking up at Sosol's comment, he grinned slyly. "Care for some spaghetti?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 2:32 pm
"That's lovely to hear, especially as they've yet to see me..."
Noting Tyler, MacPere smiled and patted Gren's hip as an indicaton that he was standing, promptly getting up and pulling out his wallet en route to the technician's table.
"Tyler, my dear?" He placed the wallet down and pulled out a wad of cash in notes and a business card, pushing them forward. "That should be enough for the first session, if you decide to go. She is an amazing person, probes into your mind like a best friend... She isn't bad in bed either."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 2:38 pm
Gren smiled, standing as MacPere spoke to Tyler, fetching a plate of pasta.
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 2:40 pm
"M-hm?" Tyler answered, not even looking up from Tekker until he found a substantial wad of cash on the table nearby. He glanced up to MacPere as he explain, smirking at his last comment. "She could lose her license for such practices, you know..." He answered, looking back to his work; he was tempted to send the cash back to MacPere...but if there was one word to describe the redhead, among other obvious choices, it was "stubborn".
"I'll consider it," he finally said, eyes scanning the table for another piece. Tekker wouldn't look quite the same when he was finished, but it would probably be as close to the original as he could without access to Chris' own parts for the device...
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 2:51 pm
"It's all I request~" He purred, retreating from his intrusion to sit back on the sofas. He had half a mind to call Stella, in fact, but the one he needed the number from wasn't present...
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