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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: Thu Oct 07, 2010 4:27 pm
"One strawberry-kiwi, comin' up!" Rubbing his fingerless-gloved hands together, the blonde ducked down behind the bar. A few moments later, one of his hands gently slammed a glass down on the bar.
"He'll be busy for a few moments." A dry chuckle escaped Lestat's throat.
"Now about this machine..." His dry chuckle turned into a more audible one. "It's not going to blow up on us all, now is it?"
"Only if you tinker with it, man," came Devyn's voice from behind the bar, accompanied by rummaging sounds.
He rolled his eyes. "Alright, that weather regulator business a few years back was purely experimental!" He pointed at where Devyn was standing a few moments before on 'purely'.
"Mmm-hmm." A hand appeared above the bar once again, setting down a large bottle of kiwi juice. "Whyn't you tell 'er what happened afterwards."
"If you insist."
"Oh, I do." A hint of laughter could be heard in Devyn's voice.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 4:32 pm
"Of course it's not going to blow up. I used materials that are all from this plane, and it's working fine." she said. "So, weather manipulator? Don't you know that's not our jurisdiction? That musta been fun!"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 4:44 pm
"It was before Devyn and I arrived here," Lestat explained. "We hail from the Southern lands."
"Th'kids down there wanted snow--" A bottle of strawberry juice was set onto the wooden bar-top. "--but normally, that'd be impossible, since it hardly snows in the South."
"So someone, I forget who, talked me into building a weather regulator." Lestat smirked. "And it did work...for a while, anyway."
"A 'while' bein' a whole of three days." Devyn popped back up from his crouching position behind the bar, unscrewing the lids on both bottles in one swift, fluid motion. "That's all it took for somethin' t'go wrong, and..." A cap in each hand, Devyn set both hands down on the counter, frowning slightly in thought. "...and I don't remember what happened next. Lestat?"
"For lack of a better term, the regulator went haywire, so the bloody thing had to be destroyed." He sighed. "That was one of my more brilliant creations."
"Emphasis on 'brilliant'." Chuckling, Devyn grabbed a bottle in each hand, pouring a set amount of both liquids into the glass at the same time.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 4:57 pm
"Nyo ho ho! That sounds like too much fun!" she giggled, watching the fluids blend.
(Sorry for lags. Doing dishes.)
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 5:08 pm
(( it's okay :3 ))
"Well if you call destroying something you create 'fun', then I suppose it was."
"You had as much fun tearin' it apart as you did puttin' it together." Once the proper amount of each juice was in the glass, Devyn tossed a cool swirly straw into it. "Least I think y'did..." Again, he frowned in thought.
"I confess; I do enjoy dismantling things." Lestat let out a small chuckle at Devyn's slight lapse of memory. "You needn't worry about rememebering such trivial details about other people, my friend - you should be focusing on what you do remember about yourself."
"...Right..." Shaking his head - and with a light flick of his wrist - Devyn slid the glass with the strawberry-kiwi mixed juice down to the end of the bar closest to the kitchen; remarkably, none of the juice spilled out of the glass as it slid towards Charlotte.
"Told you Devyn was a sight behind the bar," Lestat commented, clapping his hands lightly.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 5:13 pm
"It can be fun, if you do it right..." he giggled, catching her drink and having a delighted sip. "Mmmm~!" Muy delicioso, senor!"
She took another sip, with a considering look to her bartender. "You know...if its memory problems you've got, I'd bet there's at least a few people who can help you out..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 5:25 pm
"She does have a point, Devyn." Elbow rested on the wooden bar-top - and chin rested in his hand - Lestat's midnight-blue eyes glanced over to the blonde as he put the bottles of juices away behind the bar. "I mean, there's only so much I can help you remember."
"Ehh, maybe." He shrugged. "In th'mean time, all I can hope for is that I don't forget anything major."
"Valid point, my friend." Lestat nodded. He glanced over towards Charlotte as she enjoyed her mixed juice drink.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 5:31 pm
Charlotte fiddled with her straw. "Well, first things first. What exactly's the problem? Is it head trauma?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 5:43 pm
Lestat blinked in surprise, chin still rested in his hand. "Actually, yes," he said. "Devyn may not remember the details, but he received a near-fatal head injury when he was only thirteen."
"For the record." Devyn used a fingerless-gloved hand to point at Lestat. "All I remember is wakin' up a couple'a days later."
"My case in point." the black-haired man gestured with his free hand towards his blonde counterpart.
"And I'd be willing to wager that he doesn't know that the scar across his nose is a small result of said head injury."
"There's a scar across my nose?" Spinning on his heel - and his coat-tails fanning out behind him - Devyn whirled around to face the mirrored 'wall' behind the bar.
He squinted his gray-green eyes to get a better look. "I'll be damned." He gingerly touched the scar, almost as if he remembered how it hurt(he didn't, for the record). "You're right, Lestat." His eyes widened in surprise. "There is a scar."
"I usually am, you know." He scoffed lightly. "Remarkable how right I am, and yet no one really notices."
"But I digress." His gaze returned to Charlotte once again. "I suppose you want to know the details of how it happened, yes?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 5:47 pm
"At the risk of letting my curiousity overrule my tact, yes...that is, if it's not too forward of me to ask." she said, intrigued but mellow.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 6:13 pm
"Very well." Lestat fell silent for a moment, dredging up the memories of what happened to Devyn eleven years ago.
Devyn leaned his back against the bar, crossing his arms over his chest. "..." Since his memory was at best 'spotty', he was curious as to how his raven-haired counterpart would tell the 'tale'.
"Well, Charlotte," he began. "Devyn and I had just received the blessing from our parents to go and pursue our career choices." He nodded towards the blonde. "Devyn here is a bounty-hunter, and a bloody good one; I wanted to become a professional sniper."
"I only go all-out if the situation calls for it." He chuckled. "Relax - I'm not gonna go after anyone here anytime soon."
"Very true." He nodded. "Anyway - like I said, we had gotten the blessing from our parents to become what we wanted to. We were on the way to Devyn's house to celebrate, when a powerful thunderstorm came in from the Eastern lands."
"This is where I start forgettin' things." Devyn's mouth was set into a thin line as Lestat continued.
"Just as we were entering the residential district of the Southern lands, a bloody powerful bolt of lightning struck our blonde friend here in the head." Again, he nodded towards Devyn. "I'm not really sure how, but he managed to survive."
"Fortunately, Devyn's parents are excellent doctors, and they run a small clinic out of their house." He glanced at Charlotte before continuing. "I took him there, and they did a remarkable job taking care of the minor injuries he recieved."
"And I don't remember a single thing he said." He nodded firmly.
"For the next five or so days afterwards, he laid in a coma, until he woke up." He paused for a moment. "I was there when he woke up - his parents were out taking care of the other injuries that people received from the thunderstorm."
"All I can recall is that my head hurt like Hell when I woke up." He ran a fingerless-gloved hand through his shaggy straw-blonde locks. "Before I woke up, I don't remember a thing."
"Took about a week-and-a-half for him to remember his name." Finishing with a small sigh, he glanced at Charlotte once again.
"So that's the wonderful story of how Devyn became plagued with memory loss." He grinned wryly. "Lovely little bit of information, now isn't it?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 6:21 pm
Remy listened carefully. 'Sniper? Bounty hunter? Man, Gren'll have good company when he gets back.'
Charlotte glanced between them as the story went on. They weren't related by blood, it didn't seem. But family being what it was, they had the distinct advantage of choosing theirs. "Well, the Inn's only rule is no fighting indoors..." she mentioned. "But you strike me as too classy for that kind of nonsense."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 6:23 pm
An all-too-familiar form staked up to the door of the Inn. Cautiously, he jiggled the handle and gave a little push, letting the door tilde open. "No ward...?" he muttered to himself. Cautiously, Felix stepped into the main room, pushing the door shut behind him. 'So many... But where is Enta?' The tall man sniffed the air, only finding faint traces of his brother's scent, with something foreign mixed in. He did not like that. He stalked past the kitchen, pausing when he saw the warped spaceship. Attention shifting rapidly, he approached the machine and began to poke at it.
(A psychotic killer with ADD...)
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 6:31 pm
Charlotte watched Felix walk by, sniffing the air, and beelining for her drink machine. 'Wow...it's getting so much attention, even outdoor creepers want to try it!'
"'Scuse me a minute." She hopped from her stool and followed Felix to the machine. "Hey you, Big Bad. Do you promise that while you're in here you aren't gonna get into any fights or terrorize anyone?" She held up a pinky. "Gotta swear it."
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 6:32 pm
"Who is this 'Gren' person, yo?" Devyn blinked, arms still crossed over his chest. "And more importantly...who're you?"
"Well once you get to know us, Charlotte--" A faint smile could be seen in his midnight-blue eyes. "--you'll see that we're really quite harmless." If the group near the bar listened carefully enough, they could make out the slightest hint of a British accent in Lestat's voice.
"What he said." Devyn pointed at his raven-haired counterpart.
"But enough about us." He turned to the new voice(Remy). "I don't believe we caught your name, my friend."
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