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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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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: Mon Apr 18, 2011 12:58 pm
He freaked a bit at the thought that she'd stabbed something into his head, but closed his eyes to focus.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 1:04 pm
"There's gobs of space, but don't go and fill it; you'll have nothing left." she hummed. "It'll pop out when you're done."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 1:10 pm
"I'm just trying to get out all the stuff I'd rather not remember... there!"
It popped out just like she said, his body jolting a little as he made to quickly catch it before it hit the floor. Instantly, he felt so much grander than before.
"Hey! I feel tons better!"
His grin had returned to its natural lustrous sheen, bright and childish as he stuffed the flash drive in his pocket and quickly tackle-hugged Charlotte, laughing.
"I feel greeeeaaat~!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 2:48 pm
While being glomped, she snapped her fingers, the drive in her hand. "Ha ha! Whoa! Careful! This thing's delicate!"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 2:52 pm
Ah, oops. Sorry."
He backed off, stretching some.
"Eesh, feels a little weird... But altogether much more invigorating!"
He grinned and posed, standing on one leg with arms and leg flailing.
"I'm feeling spry as a slinky~"
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:03 pm
She set it into a box on her desk with a few interesting bits. "It's safe here...what all did you put on?"
Gren sidled out of the kitchen with leftover curry, smiling, looking forward to having some.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:08 pm
"Ehm..."
His brain searched for it, but couldn't think of what they were.
"Don't know exactly. In there now, remember?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:10 pm
"A sneaky entrance is best made when the sun is not risen," Angeles murmured to herself as she slipped through the door as quietly as possible and made her way to the table. Upon her back still the large white bat Stellaluna, awake, and looking less than pleased. The female vampire sat down and rested her head on her table with a pleased sigh and the thought home at last.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:11 pm
She rolled her eyes with a laugh. "Thank gods I can check on my laptop. Well now, feel better, huh? All good?"
"But it's hard to fool an Innkeeper when he's awake." smiled Gren, glancing back.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:15 pm
"Pretty much!"
He rolled his head about his shoulders.
"Although... I'm rather hungry for your company now. Believe me or not, I did miss you during that whole time I was away..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:19 pm
"Then tell me what you were doing; I'd like a story." she smiled.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:23 pm
Angeles grinned against the table and lifted her head, her hat staying on the flat surface of wood where she left it, allowing her hair to move about a bit more freely, "and god knows you do not sleep my friend." She relaxed, resting her elbows on the table smiling at Gren, "what is that you have there?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:30 pm
"Why should I? The night's always interesting around here." he smiled. "It's curry...Maro made it yesterday."
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:35 pm
"Eh... If you really must hear about it, then so be it."
Albee slipped on a feather headdress, sitting on the floor as he began his tale.
"When I disappeared from the game of moving Twister...
Actually scratch that. I should explain to you how my body works first."
He motioned to himself in general.
"All this... All this is made from a sort of... essence. And there's a place... Other djinn and foliots and imps call it the Other Place... where we exist. It's hard to explain what this place is like, but we don't exist there as physical beings so much as shared consciousness...i? Consciousnessi? Is that a word? Oh well, lots of them joined in a... well, there's no name for the shape it moves in, but think of it as a circle. It continually flows into itself."
He touched the tips of his fingers at a point higher than his head, than trailed them out and back together at the bottom to form a circle in the air.
"Anyway... We are composed of the essence that is in this 'circle'. And when we come here to this dimension we slowly lose this essence more and more. Until eventually, we do what i did downstairs. I poofed back to the other place, got enough essence, and came back."
He squirmed at the next part.
"Unfortunately... I hadn't been to the Other Place in a while, and when I went, I took in a liiiittle more essence than I should have. I came back here too early, and I ended up sick, so Howard took care of me."
He grimaced and wiggled his head, making the headdress on top of his head wave back and forth.
"I was in bad shape... I had high fevers, coughs, runny noses... and ehm..."
He shifted in his seat.
"...diarrhea."
But eventually, I settled down. Unfortunately, once I settled down, my other selves had dissipated, and I was left with the full bulk of my memory. And you know the rest."
He hit a drum, letting a resonating bop echo for a second.
"And that is the story. Thank you"
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:38 pm
"I do not know Maro," Angeles murmured, but she was not too saddened by it. She knew new faces would appear during her long absences, and she was beginning to feel it would not be worth getting to know the newcomers as she would be leaving again soon. So rather than ask about Maro, she tapped the table and moved her hat to the ground so that Gren would have a place for his curry, "it's been a while friend. The last time I was here, there was some issue with a devil? Did Dante ever come to help? I doubt it."
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