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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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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 9:00 pm
"Eh, mine's all-but gone...I'll save it for later." he said, smiling. "If I'm gonna drink something gross, I'd rather be sure of the results."
"Grencia, I've hardly seen you all day!"
"How much did he drink?" asked Gregor, looking at Azana.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 9:32 pm
Azana waved, pointing to herself. "You should have seen me when I came down here..."
"I can vouch," Sosol chimed in, raising a single finger.
Upon Gregor's question, Azana began to count on her fingers. "Umm...wow, I lost track at some point...enough to have one hell of an evening?" She smiled, a few vague memories of a intoxicated Gren dancing through her head. He was entertaining sober...but so much more so after a few too many!
((...and internet finally decides to shape up. Oi...I spend the past half hour trying to get it to work.))
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 9:38 pm
Gregor took this in with a pause before giving a hearty laugh. "That's my boy!"
"Getting drunk with a bunch of women in a strip joint?"
"And still treating them like ladies...makes a dad proud, knowing his son's got his wits on him even when he's plowed out of his mind."
Matilda rolled her eyes with a smile. And this was the man for whom her affection knew no bounds...she giggled. "I trust you all had fun? Got everyone home in one piece? And...where'd that really colorful girl go?"
(It claimed you were online the whole time, strangely. I just figured you were doing something else!)
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 9:46 pm
((I was, technically, online. But every page would time out on me, and I could see anything.))
Azana chuckled at Gregor's reaction before addressing Matilda's small inquisition. She was obviously a mother, through and through...would Sol's be like this, too?
"Fun is an understatement," she said, casting a knowing glance over to Gren. "As for the safety of it all, Stella's obviously alright, I'm here in one piece, and Max..." She gave a sigh, counting down on her hand from five to one.
On the count of one, Max came sliding down the banister of the stairs, wearing a different, but still colorful, outfit. Just in case, she had kept a couple in Tyler's room, never knowing when she'd be kicked out again. "Heya, Eckener peoples! Your son throws the best parties!"
Sosol chuckled, resting his forearms on the bar. Did she just know when she was being talked about? It could have been something like Azana's sense for action...
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 9:53 pm
(._.That's weird...)
Matilda blinked with a smile. "What timing...were your ears burning?" she laughed. "I'm glad you had fun...I probably would have myself, but there's something creepy about having your mother along on those sort of ventures."
Gregor snorted. "No kidding."
Gren nodded.
"Eckener peoples?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 10:02 pm
((It's called having a crappy connection. *sigh*))
"That's your name, ain't it?" Max said, giggling as she tilted her head. "All the way from the future, and outer space! Man, I've been keepin' updated, and that's just wild!"
Azana shook her head, rolling her eyes. "Greg, Matilda...may I formally introduce you to an old friend of Tyler's, Max Mouse."
"The one and only~!" She answered with a flourish, completely acting like the character that had influenced her name didn't exist.
"Did you drink Stella's potion, too, Max?" Sosol asked out of curiosity, wondering how the small hacker could be that enthusiastic the night after a party. If her time in the Inn taught him anything, she could keep up with just about anyone when it came to drinks. But how could she handle them afterward?
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 10:09 pm
(I feel your pain. *dial-up* )
"Yeah, s'right!" Gregor smiled, patting her slim shoulder. "A girl with moxie...I like it! You one of those hackers? Those teleporters are somethin' else! might have something for you kids in the ol' trunk."
"Honey, why'd you bring work stuff on this trip?"
"Hey, old guys like me need somethin' to do."
Gren smiled wryly to Azana and Sosol. "Think it was bad to set them loose on the town?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 10:17 pm
Max beamed with pride. "Uh-huh! Though...I can't do stuff like Ty. He's all crazy genius when it comes to makin' stuff or un-brickin' gizmos...but I can build a mean computer system, and if you need any information, I'm your girl!" At the prospect of a present, her eyes almost sparkled with anticipation. "Are you for serious?!"
Azana chuckled, shaking her head. "Keeps Tyler and Max out of trouble...I'm not complaining."
Sosol smiled. "Just be careful about putting James in there...between the three of them and your father, anything could happen."
((Not dial up...mobile. When it works, it really works...but my apartment is a bit of a dead zone.))
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 10:28 pm
Gren chuckled. "He's a mechanic...who knows, you might actually end up with a Gundam."
"Yeah, that's what I mean! You'd probably get along with those crazy hacker kids from Earth! Boy, can they turn around a system!" he rambled. 'But yeah, I've got all kinds of parts...ooh, wait. Just don't pass 'em around, kay? Got a feelin' that it'd be bad if it hit the market early. I mean 's not like you have Gates yet either."
"Dear, you may want to make that a 'look don't touch' deal...no offense, but it's not wise to give too much too soon."
(I'm going to have to get to bed soon...it's been a long day on little sleep.)
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 10:36 pm
((Ditto, actually...continuing to blame the boy for that one.))
Sosol knew Gren was joking, but the thought of that quartet actually ending up with a giant robotic suit filled him with a mild panic. "For the love of God, I'm keeping them separated..."
"Mm, speaking of separated..." Azana said, slipping her arms around the bartender. "I think we've been apart for enough nights, don't you?" She gazed up into his eyes, knowing exactly where they were with or without the shades.
Sosol blinked, a couple of Azana's surface thoughts floating into his consciousness, and he smiled slyly in return. "I think I have to agree with you..."
Max pouted at Matilda. "Man, way to be a buzzkill," she said, not meaning any offense about it but simply expressing her disappointment. "Not even one super-futuristic awesome processor...? Pleeeeeease?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 10:42 pm
Chris perked up at the mention of futuristic tech. He was curious to see it and hoped it wasn't something he had already invented. "What's this about processors?"
Stacy and Crystal came back in with new hairdos and armloads of shopping bags, laughing and talking. Chris looked over at the duo and got a concerned look on his face. "Ignoring the fact that my ex and my girlfriend are looking very...different, why do i get the feeling I should check my credit statement later?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 10:43 pm
Gregor scratched his chin with a frown. "Kiddo, I build ships, not computers. But that doesn't mean I don't have some cool stuff laying around."
Gren chuckled. "So long as they don't get mad when someone tries to drive it." he said, with a wince and a yawn. "Time for some rest...maybe be normal tomorrow for whatever comes up."
Matilda smiled. "Run along, hon...we'll take care of things...and if you don't, I'll make you a Prairie Oyster."
"Don't even joke about that." he laughed, drifting up the stairs.
Matilda watched the girls enter with an amused hum. "I'd be afraid, Chris...they're going to want an excuse to wear all of that."
(I wish I could say the same...instead, I'll blame it on moving a freezer and some pro bono psych work until 3. Anyway, may be detained tomorrow, due to weird life stuff in general. Night! biggrin )
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 10:54 pm
"One of 'em's got it," Tyler commented, finally out of his tunnel-vision work on his transporters. The old one was back online and fully functional, and the new one was nearing assembly, and two days early, no less. Something about taking steps with Stacy had eliminated that distracting thought from his mind. He yawned, waving to Max. "Glad your tolerance is as high as ever. Night, everyone." In a sort of field test for his fixes, he used the old model, vanishing in a flash of light. After a second, the faint creak of a bed could be heard by anyone near it.
Ha! Success.
Azana and Sosol made their way for the stairs as well, the pair chatting mentally while exchanging knowing glances.
Not in a million years, Az.
You'd look good, and you know it...
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 11:01 pm
Chris gulped audibly at Matilda's comment as he followed the girls upstairs, already checking his credit balance. "Dear Lord, please don't let them have broken me." He knew that this was going to be an interesting week, to say the least.
((Th-th-th-that's all, folks!))
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 8:39 am
Alex was at her table, which she had fitted with a red betta and a bamboo with a single curl. Her laptop was open and she was working, plugged into some classical music as she worked on something new, something she was sure the others would not want to know about. It would be another brain child, a book not meant to be published, but for it she was going to have to so a lot of undercover research, and she was sure Zulma wouldn't hide anything from her.
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