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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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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 4:57 pm
Adam nodded. "No, you can't...some people are just plain annoying, and that's normal."
He yawned a bit. "Pardon...And what's wrong with an odd mood? They're more interesting."
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 6:26 pm
Enra thanked Adam for the ice again, and smirked at Tyler's comment on his ability to attract and emanate the srange. It was true, in a way... Well, it was true, no contestation. Dreamcatching, secret companies, magic suitcases, chaotic neices, and cat boyfriend... In fact, that might've been boyfriends, he still wasn't entirely sure how things worked with Hana.
He held the ice in place, unsure if he was ready for conversation quite yet. The pain throbbed like a needle bobbing in and out of some place in the back of his head.
"Hrm."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 6:35 pm
Adam glanced back to Enra, the Enra he knew. "Are you really all right?"
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 6:55 pm
Enra smirked, unable to resist.
"Oh? Risking being patronizing-- GeeeeeRRGH."
Another wince sharp as slate sliced through his lobe, hiding the pain partially, but still unable to hide a look of twisting features.
"I'm... iffy."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:02 pm
Adam sighed through his nose, looking annoyed. "It isn't patronizing to ask if someone's all right, or take care of them. You know the difference, and saying things like that just begs to dig up the hatchet. Stop making it hard for me to forgive; I hate being teased."
He sighed again, calming. "If you're iffy, I'll leave you be."
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:15 pm
"You're right... you are right."
He held onto something for support, not really looking to see what it was.
"You'll have to forgive me... I tend to play around when I'm in pain... Helps me get my mind off it."
Enra laid a hand on the spot next to him.
"I'd... If it's not too much to ask... Could you stay here a while...? Never know when I might just keel over and disappear..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:18 pm
"Ahh...I understand." he nodded, walking over and taking a seat quietly. "I can do that. I'll be quiet, too, if you like."
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:22 pm
"No, no. I like your voice, for some reason. Reminds me of my boyfriend's."
He held his head,palms on his cheeks.
"Do you know how to sing?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:26 pm
He blushed mildly. "Well, yes...but I don't know how well."
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:29 pm
"I'm sure you sing fine..."
He rubbed the fat of his palms into his temples, humming.
"Just one song,, doesn't have to be huge..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:31 pm
He paused, trying to think of a song. "Um...any song?"
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:38 pm
He nodded, trying to get into a comfortable position to better alleviate the pain.
"Anything... Most likely something soft, please... I would ask you to sing Italian, but I wouldn't want to impose something that far-fetched..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:45 pm
"Ah...I don't know Italian...but I memorized a French one I took a fancy to." he offered. "Will that do?"
(Found a good one for him. CRISIS OVER)
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:46 pm
(YAY)
Enra nodded, smiling softly with eyes shut. He placed a fist under his chin and leaned forward, showing he was not asleep.
"Proceed."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:49 pm
He swallowed, a little shy, and began a quiet song, voice like fluid caramel. "La lune, trop bleme, pose un diadème sur tes cheveux roux...
La lune, trop rousse, de gloire éclabousse ton jupon plein de trous..."
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