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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: Mon Apr 11, 2011 9:46 am
Enra grinned. He loved cats.
He set the guitar off to the side, laying back so that the catboy could lean his body a little more against him, wrapping the arm that was around Enta entirely around his body.
"Mmm... I like this smell you've got on... Coconut?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 10:04 am
There was a rustling sound in a nearby shrubbery, a quail or perhaps a pheasant running past with a cluck, fluttering its six sets of tiny wings. Fee grinned and made a chittering noise of desire. Something elsewhere ticked. Eyes peered out of knotholes. A cheep.
"Wana iiiiitum."
"You'd better not, little beast." hummed a plummy voice from a high branch, a olive-toned face framed by straw-colored curls peering down haughtily.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:54 am
"Want me to tell him you're sick?" Sosol asked, chuckling at his wife's reluctance to leave the room.
"No...can't cop out now," she answered. "Besides...it's good for me. Never quite thankful enough for the quiet around here until I get some noise." A pair of gloves and a quick stuffing of a backpack later, Azana Jacobs was ready for what awaited her.
"I suppose I should be happy my practice isn't quite as demanding as yours."
"Reeeeemyyyyy," Max called in a sing-song tone outside his room. "Come out and plaaaaay...."
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:57 am
A clunking noise sounded from within the room, and a tousled head of black hair poked out with smiling red eyes. "Hello, beautiful..." he smiled, swinging open the door. "Your portrait is done, thanks to an all-nighter."
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:03 pm
"Wha--really? Ya spent all night on that silly thing?" She asked, tilting her head but smiling all the same. "Do I get ta see it, or does it hafta dry first?"
"You never seemed the sort to be late," Terry said, in a strangely good mood despite the long day ahead. "Finally find something you can't handle?"
"Never," Azana retorted, walking past to the door. "Come on; there's time to rest when we finally think we're ready."
"Az, you of all people should know that when we reach that point, we'll just be getting started." He laughed, walking out the open door. "We don't even know what we're up against."
"You know me...prepare now, improvise always." The two left, Sosol finally arriving in the main room a good five minutes later.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:07 pm
In the main room, a mob of chibis sat in various chairs and on various tables, engaged in a deep roundhouse discussion in chibish.
"A sudden stroke of inspiration for how to finish it. You don't ignore those things." he smiled. "It's nearly dry, but you can see....just don't touch."
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:11 pm
Sosol blinked, a little surprised at the amount of chibis. He tried to greet them, or ask them something, but nothing seemed to get through to them...not that he would be able to understand their strange language anyway. "Where's Charlotte when you need her...?" He chuckled to himself, pulling a pitcher of iced tea out of the fridge.
"Oh, this I gotta see...!" Max said cheerfully, walking inside but going no further. "I dunno if ya wanna surprise me or not...should I close my eyes?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:11 pm
Felix blinked up at him. "Hmmm... Who might you be?" he asked, ignoring Fee's comment.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:17 pm
Eri looked up. "Sharotu suriipingu!" he yelled, pointing up the stairs.
"That's what I ought to ask you...not just anyone can get in here when she's like this, you know." he said lazily, a hoofed foot dangling from his branch. "But, Now that you're in, you aren't going to get out easily...let me guess, you're after the girl...why?
"If you care to...either way, I'm happy." he beamed proudly, whisking away the cloth.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:24 pm
"Erm, thanks," Sosol answered Eli, sipping on his iced tea. Hypothetical questions apparently were lost on the chibis...
"Oh, wow," Max gasped, jaw dropping. "I think ya mixed up the paintings...that can't be me..."
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:35 pm
"Shii nato weikingu aap!"
"Puraburemu!"
They looked worried.
"The singular Naomi Carell..." he smiled. "Almost as pretty as the genuine article."
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:44 pm
Sosol took a moment or two to translate the chibi's odd English before blinking. "Oh...that can't be good...anything I can do to help out?"
"Oh, you..." Max blushed, kissing him. "It's perfect...thank you."
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:46 pm
"Riid doah!"
He hummed, smiling and giving her a hug. "You're welcome...it was my pleasure."
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:58 pm
"Reed...oh! Read the door!" He set his glass down, heading for the stairs. It seemed odd that she'd leave a note on the door...unless it wasn't hers. But why would anyone have anything against Charlotte? Too many questions...
Max leaned on him...even with all her odd styles and costumes, she never thought she could look as natural as she did on Remy's canvas. "...so...what're we gonna do with it...?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 1:04 pm
"I dunno...You want it, or can I keep it? Or, heck, I could sell prints."
The door, when Sosol arrived, was as dense as ever in its foliage coat. However, carved into the bark exterior was a short poem in crude language and font:
Wish you to Sleeping Beauty find
Need only share her piece of mind
If insted you plan to wake
Minutia from herday you take
(Running home, be right back!)
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