| 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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3% |
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| I don't know yet... |
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34% |
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 Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:27 am
Fee rose onto all fours, shaking himself like a dog to wake up before cheeping at Charlotte again. "Eeeriiii?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:30 am
"Uh-huh...I need you to go back with this note, if there's a tunnel to his pocket. If you want someone else to do it, that's fine too, but he needs a bit of hope." She held up an envelope, smiling. "I'm sure he's back in his cell and freaking out over that and Enta. He needs a treat."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:33 am
Fee stood and saluted Charlotte. Putting his envelope in his mouth, he charged off on all fours and dove into the pocket of Charlotte's coat.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:36 am
"When you get back, there's bacon!" she said after, watching the chibi wriggle off. Nothing faster than a chibi subspace tunnel. 'I wonder...if I reach far enough into my pocket, can I reach the other side?'
Trying it, she found the answer: no. Hand blocked by the cloth, she sighed. Mortal bodies could be such a drag.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:45 am
As a consequence of lengthening the night's events, MacPere lay on his front, arm draped over Gren, mouth open. His breaths were heavy and actions minimal. He slept on like the dead.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:45 am
Fee returned a moment later, the empty envelope clutched in his claws. He held it up to Charlotte.
"Feeeriii!" He trilled.
He held up the envelope, and on the back was a heart, drawn in what looked like dirt and grime.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:52 am
Charlotte smiled at the envelope, tacking it to her cork board.
Gren smiled, petting the kitten as he curled up on MacPere. 'Good for you, you've found a pretty permanent mattress.'
(Off to work...back in an hour!)
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 8:06 am
MacPere wriggled slightly before taking a deep sigh and settling. Whatever it was that had changed his surrounds or self during slumber... it was welcome.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 8:08 am
Gren smiled, though still pinned by a wayward arm. Snuggling in, he petted Fritz lazily. It felt like a very nice day.
Charlotte, dressed, hair tossed up lazily, meandered down the stairs, Fee-chan nibbling his bacon atop her head. "Hi, Abigail..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:42 am
Fee munched happily on the crispy strip.
Abigail looked up, a solid scowl on her half-visible face. "Good Mornin, child." She tried not to sound as angry as she was.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:48 am
"Gosh...you okay?" she asked, reaching the bottom of the stairs with a curious look. "Should I get you a towel? You're all wet..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:57 am
"Mah sisterr." She snarled,"I triedt to go and find the cay-maan, and ran into herr." Her voice carried considerably more growl than usual. "She tinks dat she can be a spoiled brat because she is the se-cond young-est, but she shall see dat I am not as old as she tinks!" She took a deep breath, trying to settle herself, "But yes, a tow-wel would be welcome."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 11:20 am
Charlotte nodded, taking one from the bar in the downstairs bathroom and bringing it over. "At least all she did was splash you...tell me, can she get into anybody's head?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 11:32 am
The fox-woman took the towel with a nod of thanks and began drying her tail. "I'm not quite suurre." She admitted slowly, "My little sisterr keeps a lot of se-crets from de rest of us. She cannot geet into my mind or any of her siblings be-cause we are different." Eyes peered down at the girl from under the dark gator skin. "Can you keep a se-cret, child?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 11:39 am
Charlotte sat down, peering back at Abigail as best she could. "Plenty, in fact."
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