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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: Thu Sep 30, 2010 9:31 pm
Gren winked with a sad smile. "I'm sworn to silence until I get my husband back...heaven knows the man's got enough to cope with right now." He grinned, heading upstairs to his pad.
(Thank you, and good night!)
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 9:38 pm
Enra smiled.
"Yep. You can only hear him when your mind is in absolute darkness."
He took his hands from Charlotte's ears.
"I can only hear him because..."
His eyes closed a bit.
"I'm special I guess."
He sat back in his seat.
"And that's how you hear 'im."
He took up Whitesteel again and stroked the handle downwards, stretching it back into its staff form.
"So you enjoy that?"
Bite me.
"Wonderful, wonderful."
Enra looked at Whitesteel one more time.
You know. You're more convenient when you're shorter. Why don't I ever just keep you that way again?"
Because you are an inconsiderate fool with an unhealthy obsession with animals.
"You know, you're right."
The staff quivered.
Um... pardon?
"I'm keeping you short."
Enra stroked the staff upwards once again, returning it to the hand mirror length. He grinned to himself, setting the Whitesteel on the table.
"You're quieter when you're like that."
...Bite me.
"Never. Which reminds me..."
He looked down at his clothes.
"Those clothes and that guitar I won off that guy in the poker game we played in that last place we almost destroyed. You still have them, don't you?"
In response, The spiral at the end of the handle became a circle, the hollow inside forming a solid blue portal. Enra reached in, rummaging his arm through the ring.
"Got it. Thanks, White."
Bite me.
"For someone with a voice as beautiful as yours, you're starting to lack an imagination in comebacks."
Enra produced a large red satin sack, remniscent of the one a jolly red-clothed man would sling over his shoulder, and went into a room nearby.
"You yell if you need anything, 'kay White?"
Bite--
"--Ah, bite yourself."
Enra came back in a more casual set of clothes and a guitar slung around his shoulder, sitting back in his seat.
"Now let's see if I can't remember how to play this old piece o' wood."
He held down a few frets and plucked out a peaceful chord.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 4:59 am
(I hope nobody minds if I move this to the next morning.)
The next morning found Enta waking up on the couch where he had been placed the previous night. This did not bother Enta much, as it had happened before. He remembered falling behind the bar last night; someone must have moved him. Streatching sore muscles, he felt a little guilty for passing out like that. As he was smoothing out his rumpled clothes, a metallic orb a little smaller than a soccer ball nudged open the door and then politely closed it behind itself. The slowly rotating orb approached the catboy, giving a dim pulse of green light in greeting.
"Mercury?" Enta asked the metallic orb sleepily, "What are you doing here?"
Said orb gave another pulse of light before a slit opened in it's front and a letter was ejected into Enta's lap, a blue wax seal on the back. Enta's eyes grew wide as he carefully picked up the letter and broke the seal to read it.
Darling Enta,
I have just recieved word from one of my sources that your brother has been released from the hospital. You know what will happen next. Stay where you are, and do not venture outside unless absolutely necessary. Mercury has brought you some clothes as well. I will send him again in a few days time with more.
Stay safe darling,
Orion
Enta sat there, rereading the letter several times, whole body shaking as he sat, eyes wide with absolute terror.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 5:44 am
Fenyx thought for a while about the prophecy. He didn't get very far until he said, "Um... I'm confused." He eventually gave up, not able to make sense out of anything, so he went upstairs and slept for the rest of the morning.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 6:52 am
"Mmuh."
Enra blinked his eyes several times. He had fallen asleep where he was sitting and now woke up, his neck sore and his back just as much. He had been leaning into his guitar, his face slightly red wear the wood was against his face. He licked his dry lips, grimacing.
"It's never a good sign when you can taste your morning breath on you lips."
As he struggled to revive himself, he saw the boy on the couch.
That's that dancer from before... Enta or something.
He watched as the oversized pinball rolled its way in and made its way over to Enta, dispensing the letter. As Enta started to shake in his seat, Enra cocked his head.
"That's weird."
Enra got to his feet and made his way over to Enta, strumming his guitar a bit and singing.
"Enta, dancing little man,
What is it that has scared you so?
I'd intervene if possible,
But first, please tell me of your woe."
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 7:00 am
Enta looked up looking horrified as the orb he called Mercury opened up and dropped a duffle bag on the couch next to the trembling child. "M-my-my b-b-brother..." He managed a shaky sqeak, tears of fear welling in his eyes as Hana buzzed in the back of his mind.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 7:06 am
((Enta, with the exception of major plotlines, we usually keep this moving day to day. No worries about making it morning; we would have, anyway.))
"Seriously, you two...we have some spare rooms," Sosol said with a chuckle before the letter's unorthodox delivery. Fear rolled off the catboy in waves, though Enra beat him to asking about it, and in musical form, no less.
He approached cautiously, knowing how shy and timid this half could be. Hearing the mention of his brother, Sosol sat nearby. "Did something happen to him...?" The bartender asked, concerned for one of their newest guests.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 7:21 am
Tears began rolling down Enta's cheeks as he choked back a sob. "He-he j-just g-g-got out o-of Th-the w-w-ward..." A whimper managed to squeeze out of his throat.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 7:25 am
Enra dropped his guitar, letting it hang behind him.
"And.. he was put in the ward for...?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 7:27 am
"The wa--oh..." Sosol grimaced, pulling out a handkerchief for Enta. Obviously, this wasn't a good thing. "You'll be alright, my friend...this place is very well-protected. We won't let anything happen."
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 7:31 am
Enta sobbed and curled into himself. "H-he k-k-killed... So man-many p-p-people..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 7:42 am
"A killer, huh?"
Enra sat down next to Enta, putting an arm around him and hugging him sideways.
"Don't worry, Enta. We're here for you."
He smiled broadly.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 7:43 am
Lovely...we get rid of one, and another pops up, Sosol thought, shaking his head. This one seemed a bit more focused than Lee was, though...either that, or he simply didn't care about things like their Neutral Ground status.
"Enta..." Sosol tried to reach through his sobbing, but it didn't seem to work. He simply put a hand on his shoulder and waited for him to calm down. If he only knew about the safety of the Inn...they had, after all, stopped Omega Zero before he even reached the Sanctuary spell's limit.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 8:04 am
Enta sobbed openly as Mercury bobbed out through an open window. The cat boy cried into his pulled up knees, tail curled around him like a comfort blanket.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 8:17 am
Gren yawned, relaxed in his bed. It'd been a good night.
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