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Remy squeezed her as hard as he pleased. "About as much as I suck at fighting, I guess...I was fine, Hayase and Fenyx came in and took over, so I got bored and left."

"I'm just glad you're all in one piece an' stuff...all that talk 'bout takin' one for the team scared me, ya know. Glad it got borin', though...means it went really well, right?" Max heartily enjoyed the squeeze, silently thanking the sunlight until a rather familiar guy danced into the Inn. She made a wide wave to get his attention before pointing back to the kitchen.

Terry chuckled lightly, watching the two with amusement as he poured himself a drink. Everyone who had been quite active was nowhere to be seen...personally, he knew Azana really enjoyed telling these stories and was waiting for her. Besides, she'd doubtlessly want a trade for what happened with Stella.

Howard walked downstairs with a small to that he had bought at a convenience store: It was a fishing toy where the fishing rod had a magnet on the end and there were pieces of metal in the fish's mouths. The fish were standing vertical in little holes and placed in a plastice circle that was covered with various bumps undeneath. This way, when the fish reached a bump, it would slowly make its way up and open its mouth, which was when you had to reach in and catch it. It wasn't Swedish fish, but he had some on the side just in case he wanted to eat and fish at the same time. He sat at a table and looked around for Eri and M.E. They really did come and go as they pleased, lucky little things...

A blue wisp was creeping in through the door low to the ground, out of sight for the most part, but making its way around in Howard's general direction...

"That's Fairuz," Max said with a grin. "Pretty cool guy, works for MacPere. He's been tryin' ta get some charts to 'im for days now." Giggling at his slightly flirtatious wink (probably learned from MacPere himself), a thought popped into her mind. "Hey, Remy...I think we oughta get that sunstone soon, if we're gonna. Winter's here, and the days are really, really short."

Azana strolled downstairs, noticing Terry at one of the tables. "Hey! How'd it go?" She asked, stopping by the bar to get herself something to sip on.

"I knew you knew," Terry said slyly, resting his head on one hand. "But not so fast...your story first."

As Howard worked through the small fake fishing pond, the wisp of blue materialized into child form behind him and materialized into smoke fully. Albee took in a deep breath...

"HEY, DOCTOOOOOOR!!"

Howard's eyes widened, and out of pure reflex he turned in his seat and shot his leg out, which Albee sidestepped so that the leg was in mid-air. He blinked.

"Oh. It's you."

Albee grinned, and ran up to throw his arms around the man's waist.

"I missed you, doctor!"

Howard groaned and patted the djinn on the head.

"Yeah yeah, whatever."

What was he worrying about, this was the boy he'd nearly killed several times. He was completely fine by the looks of him. Albee looked at him with bright blue eyes.

"Hey hey, can I have baconators? I really like baconators... OOH, and pancakes! I looooove pancakes!!"

"Urgh... Tell you what. Go over there and wait at the bar, and let go of me before you do, please."

Albee sped over to the counter to sit excitedly, swinging his legs in his chair as Howard went into the kitchen with a grumble. He would make some for everyone else as well, what the hell...

...

(date illegible) WHO? WHO ARE ALL THESE PEOPLE?! EVERYTHING HAS STOPPED MAKING SENCE!!!


...um... I can't erase words I wrote with runic lead...

it's a releif nobody can read this...

but still... I lived here maybe a month, and suddenly I meet this one guy, named "Marouse"... a creep. and now we have a Fairuz? how do these parents come up names, these days...

honestly! who names a child Marouse? That's a death sentance right there. Bang! dead.

... also, I've noticed my writing style has become more emotional. I must stop that.

"Prob'ly, unless he sold it off already. Might even be the same one, which'd save us the trouble of chargin' the sucker!" Max grinned; she hadn't seen talk, dark, and creepy in a long time. It'd be fun. Glancing to MacPere and Fairuz, she nodded emphatically. "It's true...I didn't wanna interrupt anythin', so I didn't let 'im to your apartment. My bad."

"Thank you, guys. See! I was tryin' to be nice an' let you have some time to yourself." Fairuz gave a smile of thanks to both Gren and Max, glad to have his boss' complaining quelled.

"Alright, don't get carried away."

(Fairuz is Arabic, I honestly don't see how it's so strange.)