What are you looking for at the Inn of Peace? |
Peace (dah) |
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7% |
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Love <3 |
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11% |
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Friends and Friends *hugs* |
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25% |
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Chaos and destruction *evil grin* |
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14% |
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Nothing *snores* |
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2% |
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Gold XD |
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3% |
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I don't know yet... |
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34% |
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:01 am
"Hm...you should pick up a shift here sometime," Sosol commented with a smile, watching Laura at work. "Devyn has been scarce lately..." He chuckled at Laimu's poem, though it echoed his concerns pretty well. The only thing was...he knew Howard was capable of handling it, oddly.
Azana was the next downstairs, blinking at the rhyming new guy. "Cursed, or--"
"Nope. Just habit."
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:06 am
"As far as habits go, it's a fun one~!" crowed Charlotte, steering Felix to the couch with a bowl of water, tossing in the magic sponge.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:06 am
Howard watched the girl now knew to be Laura walk back to the bar, tsking.
"I'm gonna get myself in trouble eventually..."
Laimu greeted Azana as she came down.
"As Dark-Hair says, habitual Are all my little bits. I simply talk until it rhymes Or rhyme until it fits."
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:16 am
"You can call me Sol," Sosol replied. "Everyone else seems to..."
"You happen to like that nickname," Azana retorted, walking forward and holding out a hand to Laimu. "Azana Jacobs. Nice to have a poet around."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:24 am
"Lucky you, we're not adverse to verse...a talent is always liked!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:27 am
Laimu leaned down and shook Azana's hand.
"Sol and Azana, is it? A lovely pair you make To greet me both in succession Both of your hands I'd shake!
As for being a poet I suppose that it is nice But there are times when I think Simple words simply suffice."
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:34 am
Briefly distracted by the poet, reminding her of the time she had to do some weird bard-like acting in school, Laura shook her head, peeking to Howard.
"How do you mean~?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:37 am
Howard blinked. Had he said that out loud...?
"Eh... that kid of mine. Bein' a right idiot."
There was no wavering in his voice to indicate a lie, but he averted his eyes from her.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:39 am
"Ah...hard to stop, I see," Azana replied, a faint blush at the mention that she and Sol were a good pair. Yeah, she already knew it...but it was a comfort to hear.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:41 am
"You have a kid? Oh... I didn't see you as a daddy, sorry." She sipped at her juice again, smacking her lips to the taste. Very refreshing.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:45 am
"Well, he's kinda my kid. He's the little blue one who runs around here sometimes. The djinn?"
Laimu nodded sadly.
"Devotion to my oral art Has torn vernacular apart Only to reinvent my speech, But as they say, His own to each."
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:49 am
Charlotte watched, enraptured, as the blue capsule began to bud.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:52 am
Felix sat in front of the water bowl, staring at the capsulated sponges intently, long bushy tail swaying slowly behind him.
Enta finally emerged from the kitchen in a white apron and oven mitts, a cookie sheet of sweet potato fries in his grasp. "Anyone hungry? I made dips for them too..." He offered to the room.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:53 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:57 am
"Ooh... the one with Charlotte? Mhm, I've seen him... you two don't look related, if you don't mind me saying~"
(*squints* Are they crisps-fries and chips-fries? *horrible at deciphering American English*)
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