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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: Fri Dec 03, 2010 12:56 pm
"Eee, you're just too cute!" Max exclaimed, giving the bodyguard a quick hug before backing away a step. Another thought popped into her head...the bracer. It was tomorrow. That meant--
"Remy~!" She turned and made her way up the stairs, the fringe on one of her skirts bouncing in time to her steps.
Azana looked over the design, viewing the sun and moon stones, as well as the design. While the handiwork was obviously Tech's...the design wasn't. It seemed more like...
Of course she did...
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:02 pm
Remy poked his head from his door. "Bring! Tookie tookie!"
Gren smiled, patting J-L's back. "I think you'll do fine...make yourself comfy!"
Dressing, Charlotte picked up the bunny. Where had this come from? And who was it in her room? "Hmm...I'll go ask."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:05 pm
After a few minutes of not knowing what he was doing, he stopped his ragged jazz exercise to flop on the floor, grumbling something about chocolate.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:11 pm
Max skidded to a stop, planting a kiss on Remy. "C'mon! We gotta wake up James and test your new toy! I'm so psyched!"
Azana pouted, setting down the bracer and answering her vibrating phone. "Yeah? Oh, hey, Stella...you have it all down? Alright. In my inbox? Memorize for tomorrow? Uh-huh...okay...wait, who? You're kidding...tell me about it later. I'm serious! Okay. Love you, too. Bye."
Sosol blinked, trying to piece together the conversation based on the half he could actually hear. "Stella's drafting you for the disenchantment again?"
"Yeah...little nervous about it, too."
"Fair enough...what was that other thing about?"
"Well, she made a new contact a couple days ago...and I don't think everyone's going to be happy about it."
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:15 pm
Jean-Luke blinked to the hug and observed Max trot upstairs to territories unknown. His expression remained unchanged. Despite Gren's encouragements, he had decided it would be best to stay back and observe... for what, he hadn't a clue.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:27 pm
Remy nodded, beaming. "Right!" he said, bouncing out and trotting down briskly.
Gren hummed. "A new contact we won't all like? Can't be that bad..." He thought for a moment, murmuring to the automaton. "You...do know what you're guarding against, right?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:30 pm
Albee was at the couch now, seeing how far he could bury his head into the back of it. The result was his body flailing about as if the couch was eating him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:34 pm
"Albee, what are you doing?" asked Charlotte, watching this, hugging the bunny.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:36 pm
Processing Gren's question to the best capacity possible, Jean-Luke took hold of a strand of the indigo hair, screen showing a circle of grey.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:36 pm
"She met up with the new head of Trent Technologies," Azana answered with a flat expression. Having to rattle off the name 'Trent' again was enough, but who had bought it all up? "Elizabeth MacGregor..."
"Elizabeth's not as evil as we figured," Sosol told her, unsure as to whether or not Azana was there for when she offered her assistance. "Still, Tyler's not going to be pleased about the close proximity..."
"JAMES!!" Max shouted, pounding at the door. Rumor had it he was a very heavy sleeper. "Get your butt up!"
"...mmn," James mumbled incoherently from the other side.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:39 pm
Hearing her voice, Albee sped backwards off the floor.
"AAgh--!"
Unfortunately, said scuffling sent him into the fireplace.
"AAAH! Imma on fire!!"
Albee tore off his flaming shirt and threw it on the floor, stomping out the flames. After a few moments of awkward silence after extinguishing the fire, he looked at her again, and readied his hands in karate chop form.
"Don't hurt me...!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:42 pm
"Yes, that's right, more or less, though it's not just anyone like that."
Caring more about Azana than hating Stella, he thought for a moment before saying "...G-good for her?"
Remy knocked. "There's a robot too!"
Charlotte stared. "What the...okay?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:47 pm
Albee's brow furrowed.
"You aren't... gonna hurt me...?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:49 pm
"It doesn't really affect us all that much," Azana shrugged, "unless the agreement includes drafting operatives. It sounds mostly like a lab cooperative." She watched the android as it lifted Gren's hair, producing a circle of grey on the screen. Grey hair...?
The door suddenly flew open, James messily dressed, his hair wild as though he had just rolled out of bed. "Did you say robo--bracer, right..." He blinked his wide, green eyes as they began to calm. Sometimes, he was just too predictable.
"Dude. Remy's serious...it's downstairs!" Max nodded.
"What're we waiting for, then?!" James charged through between them, shutting the door. "This I've gotta see!"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:50 pm
"Nope. Why?" she asked. "Wait...was that you in my room? I'm sorry...I never remember anything when I'm half-asleep..."
"Well, that's good, then...what's so bad about Ms. MacGregor?"
Remy stared. "I was kidding, wow." He followed after, and blinked. "Dude, no way."
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