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| 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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| Nothing *snores* |
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| Gold XD |
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| I don't know yet... |
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 Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:18 pm
"Terry, I presume?" Sosol asked from the bar. "I've already got your key ready."
"Yes...! Can you believe...she made me...walk! All the way here!" Terry wearily approached the bar, taking a seat on one of the stools before looking over the room. It was sparsely populated, though the people there were interesting. The infamous field technician, a vampire and who he could only assume was Max Mouse...and a young blue person.
Tyler raised an eyebrow, bringing up his personnel file quickly. After all, aside from Azana's mention of his weapon proficiency, he knew little about the agent.
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:24 pm
Albee saw the tired individual as he walked in.
"May I ask who you are...?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:29 pm
Terry brushed the stray locks out of his face, putting on the most charming smile he could muster given his exhaustion, and held out his hand. "Terry Raines, at your service," he introduced himself with a slight bow of his head.
"Apparently, Azana recruited him to help us against that guard with the will-sapping chain," Sosol explained, setting down a glass of water for him.
"That's right...and as much as it pains me to leave headquarters and our angel of a leader, this places seems so interesting...so full of life, and apparently so needing of my help." He took up the glass, draining half of it.
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:34 pm
Gren chuckled warmly. "Hey, it's good for you...but welcome in, Terry. Good to meet you." He shifted the dozing MacPere onto the couch, rubbing his back to calm the whine of complaint, and extended a hand.
Remy, given a far better workspace, expanded his area of massage.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:34 pm
Albee nodded and smiled up to him with his usual childish grin.
"I'm Albe, mister! I'm glad to have your help!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:40 pm
"Ah! And you must be the Innkeeper!" Terry said with a delighted smile. "G...Gr...oh, I can't believe I've forgotten!"
"Gren," Sosol said quietly, refilling his glass while it was still on the bar.
"Of course! How silly of me...Gren. It's a pleasure to meet you at last; I have heard such wonderful things about you!" As he was now seated and able to rest, he was feeling much more outgoing. "And of course, Albee, I am delighted to meet you as well!
Tyler gave a quick glance over the file, shutting it down with a nod.
"Ah--ooohhh...you're good..." Max's muffled voice came from the pillow, tension beginning to fade under Remy's care.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:45 pm
Gren beamed. "Really? I didn't think I'd be news at the GMO...I'm flattered!
"I'm not the best...but like you said, there's not much to you, skinny." he smiled, keeping his actions in check. He wondered if he ought to invest in that sun stone idea, just to ensure he wouldn't snap Max in half.
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:54 pm
"Mm, I'll admit that many people at the GMO aren't nearly as interested as I, but between the astounding mission reports and the rave reviews of a certain blonde duo...well, if only more people knew!" Terry laughed, shaking off his exhaustion with good company.
Max gave a somewhat incoherent noise of disagreement before pulling her head out of the pillow. "If you're not the best, I fear the day I meet 'im."
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:55 pm
Albee took up a high seat, legs waving.
"Yay!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:57 pm
Guessing what was meant, he smiled bashfully, scratching the back of his head. "So...what division are you in? Pentacle?"
Remy hummed. "Flatterer...relax your neck." he said, giving a kiss between the shoulder blades.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 9:05 pm
Albee went into the kitchen with a skip in his step to fetch a drink from the Zurg dispenser.
"Getting a drink again, getting a drink again~"
He dispensed some apple juice into a glass and returned sitting on his seat.
"Drink apple juice again, drink applejuice again~"
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 9:06 pm
Remy chuckled, watching. "You sure like that stuff...how come you can't have anything else?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 9:07 pm
"As smart as you are handsome, I see! Pentacle Level Four, to be precise," he answered with a nod.
Sosol listened to the conversation, wondering what it was that seemed to aggravate the cousins...
Max blushed lightly at the kiss, a split second of tension from the surprising change in touch. "Alright..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 9:10 pm
Howard was finally able to work himself out of bed, dragging his legs down the stairs with sullen thumps.
"Heeeey, everybody. What's crackin'...?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 9:12 pm
Gren shook his head kindly. "No, I've just seen enough other aspects of the GMO...you're the first Pentacle, though. Your specialty's chain-sword?" He waved to Howard. "Got a new guy, Terry!"
Continuing, he concentrated his work on the upper back and shoulders, but was snaking his way down the the lower back. Health class reminded him that women had problems there, and he knew just where. He'd just have to be very careful.
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