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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 Jun 08, 2011 11:23 pm
"Just GMO gossip, really...apparently there's some reason nobody tries robbing you." he commented with a kind grin.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 11:45 pm
Enra stepped down, eyes blank. This was... cold. Disgusting. As useless as the term was... inhumane.
He took a seat on the couch, pulling up his legs and hugging them as he looked at the floor between them, still.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 11:53 pm
"Oh, he...llo, Enra." said Gren, friendly greeting falling flat, frowning slightly. He knew that sort of look in Enra's eyes. "...What happened?" he said more than asked.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 12:01 am
He didn't budge.
"They're being awfully evil these days."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 12:09 am
Blue eyes narrowed, immediately gathering the idea without needing details. He strolled off quickly, returning with a double scotch on the rocks, setting it in front of Enra. "Drink."
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 12:14 am
Enra eyed the drink, then shook his head, returning to the floor.
"The alcohol just makes it worse, I think. Not to be picky, but water would be best, please."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 12:19 am
"As you wish." he replied, sidling out and returning with a mildly chilled glass of water for Enra, perfectly easy to drink.
(It's quite late...I need sleep...I'm sorry~! heart )
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 12:29 am
(*shrugs* You're fine... My fault for coming in late. *hugs* Good night~!)
He took it, sipping slowly.
"They... killed you... everyone... in my dream... Right in front of me..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 12:33 am
"Terror tactics..." scowled Gren, disgusted. "They must really want you back, huh?"
(I was out all afternoon...good night!)
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:14 pm
"Oh, I'm just sooo popular."
Enra smiled back up at Gren. He was glad for his company when Enta was asleep.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:17 pm
"Seriously, though, I've about had it. Where's this thing based? I want to file a complaint somehow." he frowned, sipping the scotch for himself.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:25 pm
"Okay."
Enra played with his glass, peering through the water to the garbled Gren behind.
"Your REM. Practice shooting straight into it, and you might meet them."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:29 pm
"Shooting straight into it? As in gunning for it as soon as my head hits the pillow?" he asked, a little confused.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:44 pm
"Yep."
He gulped the last of the water, taking a little breath afterwards.
"As redundant as it sounds, most people are... asleep, for lack of a better term, while they're asleep. They don't dream to wander about their consciousness, they're just sleeping. They wander about their heads, meandering here and there, and even if they saw a spaceship or an alien or a cat with the body of an octopus, they'd just think, 'Well that is cool!', right?"
Enra sniffled, and then curiously, coughed.
"Ehem. But the point of gunning for it as that you'll be yourself in your dream, not whatever you're dreaming about. And if you're yourself, you can focus on spotting the Old Ones. Well... an Old one, they don't do it as a group anymore. There was a snack quarrel..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:48 pm
"Mm...dreams where I'm conscious of myself, I've had those...it'll probably take me a few tries, though. What's an Old One look like?" he asked, sipping his scotch.
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