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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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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: Sat Dec 11, 2010 2:21 pm
"Mm..." MacPere gave a sage nod, sipping more of the tea. "You calm me down, mellow me out. I... I... uhm..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 2:27 pm
"Bring me out of my shell? Complete me?" offered the smiling man, nursing his own mug.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 2:43 pm
"Well, yes..." he hummed, looking to one side in thought. "But my role isn't as defined as yours. You have no flaws for me to help with~"
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 2:52 pm
"Oh, darling...they're there, trust me." he smiled. "And hey...you know when you're doing it right, doncha?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:00 pm
"I think so... you smile just like that."
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:04 pm
He nodded. "Yep...but the thing is, that's the smile I get whenever I look at you, isn't it?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:13 pm
"Mm, mayhaps... what of this smile I get when my eyes fall upon you, then?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:19 pm
"A smile can mean a lot of things all at once, can't it?" he grinned gently, leaning in, eyes half-closing, pausing a breath away. "Just like a kiss..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:25 pm
There came a hearty knock at the Inn's front door.
"I'll get it!!" Max called, sliding down the banister into the main room and dashing to the door, throwing it open. "Boris! How's my favorite sugar daddy?"
Boris simply looked down at her flatly, holding out the box. "Delivery for the nutcase upstairs."
"You're no fun," she pouted, taking the box and watching him leave as unceremoniously as he had arrived. "Seriously, Liz...ya gotta get some guys with humor..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:30 pm
"Mm, kisses are sacred things... conversations with lips... yet without the talking..." He placed down his mug and slid the gloved hands around Gren's waist, lowering for a moment to feel the curve of the rear.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:34 pm
"Mm-hmm..." he hummed, blushing slightly, letting Max get the door with a lot of clatter. He half-expected Angeles to show up. "Just like a touch can speak volumes..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:39 pm
Max ignored the couple, bopping upstairs with the box in her arms. "Ho ho ho!" She cheered, pushing open the door before ducking on instinct. A fried circuit board flew overhead, lodging itself in the wall behind her. "Goin' that well?"
"Just finding more and more problems," Tyler grumbled. "Give me some good news before I get homicidal."
"Awesome parts, and lots of 'em?" Max offered, holding out the box. "Got your whole list, and they're ready for the next order, if you need it."
"I will...thanks, Max," he sighed, leaning back. He wasn't usually this agitated, but this was particularly important...
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:46 pm
"Purely dependant upon the area, intention, giver and recipient..." He leaned forward to connect their lips but fell just short, smirk finding his lips. "Did I mention how you have this wondrous glow you to around Christmas time?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:51 pm
Waving vacantly to Max, he grinned. The game was afoot. "Do I? You sure it's not the lights?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 4:03 pm
"Mm... positive." He whispered with a nod, hands slipping downward once more in an intrepid zeal. "You are a Christmas miracle in yourself..."
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