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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: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:40 am
"Aww. Would you like a drink? Water, perhaps?"
He stood from his chair, at the ready.
"And why were you doing that?
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:46 am
The catboy shrugged. "I guess that would be a good way to describe them. Hana used the term 'Entitled Philanthropists' the other day... Oh, and Orion said he has your tux done if you want to see it."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:50 am
"Ooh, that's a fancy term."
He lit up at the mention of the tux.
"Yeah? Can't wait to see it! And how's your dress coming along?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:24 am
"Because I was concerned...she did not even answer the door," Orrin answered Laimu. "When I let myself in, she was frantically drawing, and did so until she fell asleep. It was almost like she couldn't stop herself..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:31 am
"Drawing... Violet?"
His brow furrowed, his worry clear.
"That doesn't sound healthy at all... What was she drawing, out of curiousity...?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:41 am
"I didn't look too carefully," Orrin replied. "Many artists don't like being watched like that...I simply waited. I might have fallen asleep doing so...but when I woke, she was asleep at the desk, pencil still in hand."
He rested his head on one hand. "You now have me curious...her materials are in my room. I hope that without them, she will not have the same troubles."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:42 am
"Orion won't tell me... But we can go check out your tux anytime you want." He said, smiling lovingly at the other.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:47 am
"Cold turkey, huh... Hope that works as well."
After some thought, he stood and made his way back upstairs, waving to Orrin.
"Be back later, perhaps..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 9:00 am
Orrin nodded, waving him off. The main room was empty now, and the drowsiness made it very difficult to focus. Maybe just a nap...
That thought was interrupted, though, as a very shaky Violet came downstairs. "...Orrin..." She greeted, staggering her way to a seat.
"You look like you could use some breakfast," he said softly, standing and moving for the kitchen. "You just wait there...I would like to speak with you."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 11:55 am
Gren strolled downstairs some time after, chatting with Zippo, who sat neatly on his palm.
"Those are fantastic, but you must make sure that you don't hit my Fritz, okay?"
"Nu raiido?"
"No rides." he said gently.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 12:22 pm
The door to the Inn opened slowly and a tall cloaked figure slipped in, looking a little more like someone trying to get out of the elements than someone looking for companionship or food. Shaking the hood off, the pale Elf looked around the room a little nervously, still standing a little near the door, but out of anyone's way. His long golden hair looked a little damp, as if rain had soaked through the hood of his cloak and begun to soak him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 12:32 pm
Gren looked to the door, and smiled crookedly, an odd warmth in his tired blue eyes. "Hello there, stranger...come in, dry off." he offered kindly, stepping to his place behind the bar. "It must be soggy outside."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 12:56 pm
The stranger smiled shyly and worked on removing his cloak, nodding. "A little soggy, yes," he said softly. Considering the water that dripped from his cloak to form a puddle at his feet, it was rather apparent that he was understating things.
"Thank you..." His dark eyes glanced around the room, taking everything in with a wearied edginess. His quiver was half-empty, and there was a half-healed cut on his cheek.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 1:00 pm
He smiled gently, raising a brow at the cut. "That's a nasty gash...can I get you anything to warm you up, fella?" he said, offering a seat with the have of his palm. "A day like this asks for tea."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 1:03 pm
He smiled slightly, "Tea would be nice, thank you."
((Be back))
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