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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 Feb 04, 2011 11:16 am
Jim woke to sound, whirring out to the floor and finding a familiar young girl. appeared on the screen.
Stella woke with a smile...not only had she helped Howard the previous night, he made probably the most amazing clam chowder she had had in months. Even the chibis seemed to be happy with the pinata both inside and out...
Nights like that...I really feel like I'm doing something.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:23 am
"Okay!" she smiled, crouching down to figure out the request.
The chibis were nested in the pinata still, using it as a Trojan horse of sorts as it shuffled about in the hall. The chocolates inside had been stacked neatly in a Lego-esque statue of a dog at the foot of Stella's bed.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:29 am
"...huh?" She blinked, looking down to the statue. She plucked one of the foil-wrapped pieces off one ear, opening it with an amused chuckle. "No chocolates...right. Thanks."
Jim waited patiently, perfectly content to provide direction if asked. Still, Charlotte seemed intelligent enough. It wasn't too hard to eject and empty a bin, right?
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:32 am
Finding the clasp, she manage to unhook it, unfamiliar with Tyler's machinery. "Got it!" Trotting to the trash bin, she emptied it neatly, wiping out part of the wall where soup had fallen. Satisfied, she placed the bin back into the machine, clasping it in place. "Done."
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:40 am
Jim displayed, adding a small trill.
Gingerly moving the chocolate dog elsewhere, Stella climbed out of bed, getting ready for the day and wondering why she hadn't seen nor heard from her favorite agents in a while...
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:49 am
"You're welcome! But, I'm sorry in advance for making messy stuff happen. I'll clean up a lot of my own stuff, so you don't have to worry about it, okay?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 12:02 pm
< Keeps Jim busy. > It answered, looking up to Charlotte with its screen.
Tyler yawned as he walked downstairs, grinning at the little bot. "Glad to see everything's still running properly...how's the cleaning, Jim?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 12:09 pm
"True, but I'd rather be considerate." she nodded, waving to Tyler. "Hello! Jim's been very helpful!"
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 12:36 pm
< ^_^ Jim is helpful. >
"Hey, Charlotte...he definitely seems to enjoy the compliment," Tyler chuckled, watching the little bot with pride before taking a whiff of the air. "Howard was cooking last night...that stuff has a tendency to linger in the air."
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 12:44 pm
"It was clam chowder, I think...seafood's yummy, but pungent. How do?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 1:03 pm
"Call it whatever you want...it is now lunch," Tyler answered, his stomach echoing the sentiment. "I'm not bad...though I can't help but feel like I'm missing out on something. It's so quiet around here."
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 1:06 pm
Nate heard the word 'lunch' and wandered out from the kitchen. The mention of food had made him hungry and he hoped that someone had made sandwiches. Seeing none, he decided he would have to make them himself.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 1:09 pm
"I dunno. Your boss gave the chibis a pinata, so watch out for the Trojan paper horse...aside from that, I think it's rather nice, don't you?" she asked, taking a seat primly on a high stool.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 1:14 pm
"That sounds like a dangerous gift," Tyler answered from the kitchen, ladling some soup into a bowl for re-heating only to bump into the Sandwich King himself. "Well, hello there, Nate...think you can put together something to go with the soup here?"
_< > Jim displayed, still in rest mode but oddly interactive.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 1:18 pm
"Oh, I dunno. They're pretty happy...and, heck, it takes all kinds of teamwork for them to move at all." she laughed. "Hiya, Nate!"
(Hopping out for dinner!)
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