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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 Dec 07, 2009 11:54 am
Zulma had barely the time to make a sign to Gren that MacPere was by her side. She smiled as he took her hand.
"MacPere, you know how much I love listening to you and how much I hate interrupting when you and Gren are joining forces to provide us with beautiful music..."
She smiled and kissed gently his cheek. "You are such a charmer." she whispered as she pulled back.
"I am doing fine thank you. How about you?" she asked nicely.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 11:58 am
"Better than ever, thank you to a certain someone~" MacPere glanced to Gren and laughed shyly, a slight blush gracing his cheeks. "I do hope that you are feeling much better. Could I get you something to drink? Maybe you too, Grencia?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:02 pm
Angeles had gathered that she needed a pot, but had no idea where to find one and she didn't want to turn her back on a fire. She sighed in defeat and turned off the stove and walked out of the kitchen. Hopefully someone would make some for her soon.
"That was excellent you two," she said to Gren and MacPere, "though I must say MacPere an Elvis impersonation was not needed," Angeles smiled then moved to her table.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:03 pm
Zulma smiled. She liked when Gren or MacPere were blushing, it made them even cuter.
"I am torn..." she admitted. "Tea or port?" she looked at MacPere with a smile. "What do you think, what should I have?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:03 pm
"Heh...I'm not so great as you make me sound...I'd like a whiskey sour, if you don't mind." Gren put away his sax and walked over, greeting Zulma by squeezing her hand gently.
(I have to go...I'll be back on later. Have fun with whatever he does in the meantime twisted )
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:14 pm
"An Elvis impersonation? Hardly. You haven't seen me try, honey~"
MacPere garbbed a pair of aviator sunglasses and put them on, rolling his hips. "One port for the lovely lady and a whiskey sour for the handsome gentleman~" He sauntered to the bar, singing songs by Elvis Presley, and brought down a few glasses, filling two with port and the remainder with whiskey.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:21 pm
Zulma chuckled at MacPere's impersonation of Elvis.
She followed him at the counter and sat gracefully on one of the tall bar chair. She looked at MacPere poured out the glasses.
"I see that you are following suit" she said as she noticed the second glass of port.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:28 pm
Angeles tapped her nails against the wood as she watched MacPere and smiled as he really did an Elvis impersonation. She chuckled slightly and Indara fanned her wings once before going still again.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:29 pm
"But of course, pretty mama~"
MacPere took up Zulma's glass and handed it over the counter; smiling coyly. "Enjoy now~"
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:31 pm
"Uuh-huh," Angeles said, trying to do her own impersonation but her accent messed it up terribly and she snickered and bowed her head in shame at her failed attempt. She shook her head and looked over at Zulma, resting her head on her hand. Why did she feel regret when looking at the woman?
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:36 pm
Zulma burst laughing both at MacPere and Angeles. "You two..." she said shaking her head.
"Thank you MacPere." she took a sip. "I do really like port. So warm and sweet..." she winked at MacPere with a smirk as she spoke.
Her hand was hanging nonchalantly and scratching Baldur's head who was following her everywhere.
She turned at Angeles to ask her if she wanted something to drink, but the vampire was looking at her with...something like sadness in her eyes.
"Angeles?" asked Zulma. "Are you alright?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:37 pm
Azana stretched as she came downstairs, sleeping more soundly than she had in a long time...or at least the past week or two on this mission. She had no real awareness of what time it was, nor did she particularly care...for the moment, all was right in the world. She found a table with a good view of the door and sat down, resting her head on her hand.
She had told her good friend, James, to meet her there, since he wanted to hear all about the action he had missed. And, as usual, he was running late, not that she knew how much so. Knowing him, he was wrapped up in his work and lost track. Suddenly, she heard a strange crackling noise, followed by a *pop*, a yelp of surprise, and the crash of something hitting the floor behind her.
She turned in her chair, looking down at James "Tech" Taylor rubbing a couple sore spots from his fall. "You're late...and don't you use doors anymore?"
"But Az, all that information you sent me gave me a breakthrough! Another week or two, and I'll be able to calibrate and produce transportation of our own! No more hitching rides!" He replied with his usual academic elation as he looked up at the seated woman.
"You're looking rather...brown, Brown."
"Oh, get up here already. I'll order us a round and entertain you with my latest escapade..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:39 pm
"Hm? Oh, I'm alright Zulma I was just thinking was all," thinking about what ailed Zulma and how she could fix it, but she couldn't think of fixing it unless she knew what was wrong first, "how about you? are you alright?"
Angeles also noted the coming down of one of the SIN members from last night, and the sudden appearance of a man right beside her. Angeles was reminded of why she had fully armed herself that morning, and why she was still heavily armed. Also now realizing that it had been a very bad idea to go near a stove with two belts of bullets. She was glad none of them went off due to the heat.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:54 pm
Ultima and Erik came back into the inn. Both of them covered in darkness. Erik was not awake due to his injury. Ultima was half-awake, due to the ritual. Ultima placed pressure on Erik to keep Angeles from smelling his blood. He looked around fo a mop. The darkness was slowly killing him. Erik was dying more so.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 12:55 pm
Zulma smiled at Angeles. "I am doing fine." she answered. Only the soft hint of nostalgia glowing in her eyes as she looked at Gren and MacPere could hint that her answer was partially a lie.
"Do you want something to drink?" she offered her friend before taking another sip out of her glass.
As she noticed Ultima and his brother entering bleeding, her eyes widened and she jumped down her chair. She rushed for the medic cabinet and grabbed towels. She came closer to the men. "Follow me downstairs. Don't stay here." she ordered.
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