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| 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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| I don't know yet... |
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 Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 3:20 pm
Enta leaned up, savoring the contact.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 3:32 pm
"Kasdeya... exotic name. A lady with that much power is one I'd adore to meet... still, we must think of the situation in hand. One as insignificant as you won't be missed, will they? No... I'd imagine not. Perhaps we could share insignificant details together in the basement."
Picking the discarded knife up, MacPere was viably cautious, if confident. He jerked the man to his feet, taking the weight for the incapacitated knee, and held the knife tight against his throat.
"And, down we go~"
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 3:38 pm
He smiled and held his hand, the other gathering all of his baggage in one hand.
"How about we retire to our room~?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 3:43 pm
"What use is there in keeping away what belongs to us? I'm sure my Lady would be most pleased at the person who returned our possession," he said, not even flinching at the knife but following along anyway. He'd have his chance...the "little red devil" would pay dearly for his insults.
"Oh, and Violet, dear? You've been a very bad girl," he said, cackling as they took to the stairs.
Violet let out a pained cry, the collar emitting a short jolt. She fought the urge to try and remove it again, as it only made it worse, and crawled out from the closet at the steps faded back into silence.
"...notebook..." She said weakly, finding her way back to the bed and sitting on it, leaning her back against the headboard as she took up drawing again.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 3:51 pm
"Leave her be, b*****d. I was going to hold off my plans for you, but that was rather optimistic in hindsight. Come o-- Enra!" He sharply called once reaching the bottom of the stairs, "over here, now."
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 3:59 pm
Hearing his name, he set his things down.
"Be right back, Enta."
He walked toward's MacPere's voice, finding him and the man and eyeing the knife with surprise.
"Are you... Defending yourself? And who's that mister over there?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:02 pm
"You have to help me! This man's lost it!" He said, beginning to struggle slightly. "He's locked my friend upstairs...I tried to take the key from him, and look where it got me!"
Violet sketched in a near frenzy, images of all sorts...some that didn't even make sense to her...bright, vibrant colors thanks to Charlotte's gift made everything seem to pop from the page.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:07 pm
"Keep quiet, you cultist freak." He growled, tightening the knife. "Enra, allow me to see your hand."
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:13 pm
"Locks? I always figured MacPere to be a bells and leather kinda guy... Oh, um, sure."
He held out his hand.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:15 pm
Enta whimpered lightly as he watched Enra go. He glanced at the bags. He was too good to him...
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:22 pm
He smiled to the clear palm, nodding. "Good... you passed. Now, excuse me..."
Jerking the man again, he headed toward the basement door.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:30 pm
He looked a bit confused, but shrugged and walked back to take Enta's hands and his bags.
"Let's go!"
He climbed the stairs to the top, pulling Enta along to his room.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:34 pm
((Bells and leather, huh?))
As Enra made his leave, the scowl returned to the cultist's face as he was led off to the basement. "Rather harsh for an Inn of Peace...hm?" He asked, his gaze wandering around the decor.
Violet stopped, her arm beginning to cramp from the drawing and writing. She looked down at it, blinking as she massaged the sore muscle. "..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:55 pm
Enta stumbled along behind him. "Ah! W-wait up!"
(M-must draw... Bells and leather... *hand twitches*)
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:57 pm
"Depends upon the patron, hm?" He sighed, releasing the man and shoving him forward as they reached the top of the stairs.
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