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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: Fri Jun 18, 2010 10:17 am
Sosol watched the scene, somewhat surprised at her demeanor but knowing full well what would happen. Running away so soon, Angeles...? He thought it only to himself, knowing that speaking to her at this point, especially mentally, would probably just spark another outburst from some of the parties involved...
Max growled in frustration as she continued to type. Lady Macbeth was no hacker, but she had her own ways of covering her tracks. If it hadn't been for actually meeting the woman, they wouldn't have even had a name to go with.
It's like she doesn't even exist...! But she has to have something...
Azana, meanwhile, sat upstairs on her phone. "Yes, I'm sure. Stacy was right there with him...he wouldn't just vanish like that! No, Gren has his transporter. Yes, Stella...yes, I know...I hope it doesn't come to that." She hung up with a sigh, leaning back in her chair and staring at the familiar Inn ceiling. Her cousin didn't want to believe it, either...and with good reason. She kept him around because of his skill and his knowledge of the GMO and its weak points. Having him anywhere else was a huge liability.
And now he was somewhere else, and Azana was hoping that his ethical standpoint had changed since their meeting...
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 10:58 am
Chris was caught a little off guard at Angeles's gesture. It wasn't like her to bow, much less say "Please". But he knew what she wanted and what had to be done. He hoped he was doing the right thing as he reached over and undid the clasp.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:00 am
Angeles stood and took the necklace from Chris, her eyes crimson, but she did nothing but turn and head back up the stairs. Once in her room she handed the necklace to D, who looked at it before putting it in his pocket and stood from his seat.
Angeles immediately began to gather what little she owned as D took his sword and put it on his back.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:05 am
MacPere hurriedly strolled down the stairs, unaware of anyone else, setting his down his laptop and another small device, hooking it up. With a laugh, he played the World Cup and got himself a beer, actually able to open it himself.
"Come on England..." He cooed before taking a swig of lager, watching the large projection onto the wall in front.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:06 am
Sosol watched as Angeles snatched the necklace from Chris, heading upstairs. While hesitant, he knew that none of those responsible for the artifact would appreciate the gesture.
Angeles, you should return that. It is not yours, even though it was made for you. He became somewhat distracted, though, as MacPere entered, though to his relief he seemed unaware, or at least uncaring, of Chris' presence.
Max felt like a mouse running in a maze. Everywhere she turned seemed to be a dead end, and she was wondering if there even was a solution at this point.
"This is getting me nowhere...!" She said at last, standing up and walking over to Sosol. "I need a break...can I have some of that lemonade...?"
Azana left her room in time to hear a nearby door close. Even without looking, she had a fair guess it was Angeles. With a small sigh, she decided she had other things to worry about and continued toward the stairs.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:15 am
Angeles strode out and watched as D headed down the stairs. Angeles though walked down the hall. She slipped into Emily's room and the girl looked up at her. Angeles walked over and bent by her, embracing the child and the girl hugged her back smiling. Angeles then kissed Emily's forehead and stood up, "your father's are going to take good care of you alright?" she asked quietly and Emily smiled.
"Okay, see you later mommy!"
Angeles winced and turned to walk out. She walked past Remy's door and paused. she looked at the wood and reached out to knock put froze. She sighed and merely touched the door before walking past and down the stairs.
D was waiting for her at the open door and she walked out without a glance to any of them, and D shut the door behind her.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:29 am
Gren watched quietly. She was escaping. Her guilt, her responsibilities...and for all the good she tried to do him, still, he was left with parenthood shoved beneath his fingernails. He sighed, and joined MacPere on the couch, pecking the man's cheek.
"Who's winning?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:31 am
Snapping out of his trance to greet his fiance with a cuddle, MacPere settled back on he sofa and laughed, shaking his head. "It's only 2 minutes in, dearest..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:37 am
Azana watched as Angeles left with absolutely no farewells and glanced to Chris. He must have undone the necklace...but if so, where had it gone? They had placed a lot of effort into it...but she had to focus.
"Stacy hasn't shown up yet?" She asked him curiously, watching Max bitterly sip at lemonade.
The young hacker scowled at the laptop from a distance, crossing her ankles as she drank. She usually enjoyed the challenge of a good search, but they didn't often have such high stakes.
Sosol was tempted to try and send another message after her, but her barriers would be at full strength again, and she already made her stance clear. With a sigh, he glanced over at the projection, absently watching the game.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:38 am
"You never know..." he smiled, glancing at the rest of the room. Still searching for Tyler...maybe...
He got up, headed to his room, and fetched the teleporter. He knocked on Remy's door, and was greeted by a vampire wwith paint on his nose. "Artistic fervor?"
"A nice look at Pollock. What's up?"
"I need Tyler's phone number."
"Oh, okay...though, don't you think they'd have taken his phone?"
"That won't be a problem." he grinned.
"If you say so..." he said, rattling off the phone number, Gren taking it down in his phone.
"Thanks!"
"No prob. Oh, but I've gotta go...paint's drying."
"Have fun!" he said, strolling away to a clueless smile and a door closing. Gren descended the staircase, and walked over to Max. "I think I can help."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:59 am
"Hm?" Max asked, the straw in her mouth as she looked up to Gren. "Wacha got?"
Azana eyed the device in Gren's hand, a smirk forming on her lips. "Oh, that is brilliant...I forgot you still had that thing!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 12:02 pm
Finding the play remotely boring, MacPere looked over as well, intrigued. "... If this involves anyone of you in any danger, you aren't leaving me behind."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 12:03 pm
"We'll see if it does..."
Gren set the teleporter on the table with a smirk, dialing Tyler's phone. His phone was readied to the GPS trace of his call, and he knew very well that Tyler's phone could receive it. "Give me a second." he smiled, letting it ring. Some tricks would never get old.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 12:05 pm
Stacy walked in, waving at all assembled. She walked over to Chris and gave him a hug, relieved to see him in one piece. Then she turned to Azana. "What have we got so far?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 12:10 pm
Azana looked over at Gren. "We've got him. And if this works, that's all we'll need."
"I don't get it...what's he doin'?" Max asked, picking up the device and looking it over. It looked like a... "O~h...duh!"
The phone rang a few times, and just before it went to voicemail, a stranger's voice could be heard on the line. "Uh, hello?" The device began to narrow down the location of Tyler's phone...
((You don't think I'm going to make this easy, are you?))
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