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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 Jul 19, 2012 9:23 am
"I bet..." Max fell quiet with a frown, shaken out of it before it stuck by Malachai's delight in her smoothie. "That's 'cuz mango's awesome! I oughta go grab a bunch of weird fruits for you to try. Like guava!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 10:27 am
"What? Psht, that's not a day or two's drive!" laughed Gren. "We live right by Durem. We're on the outskirts. May I see where you mean?"
Charlotte drank her tea with a smile. "Guava's good!"
"Gwava! I want to try gwava! It has a funny name!" laughed Malachai. "Is it yummy?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 12:01 pm
He frowned, looking back down at his iTouch.
"But... it said..."
Rhett handed it over to him. He wasn't very tech-savvy; he'd placed it a little past Barton Town.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 12:05 pm
"Oh, that's Barton...not too far, but kind of a ways, yeah...still, teleporter. When's the show?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 12:23 pm
"He has the matinee at 12, but I always attend his last one for the day, the 9:30 showing."
He looked upstairs, a little worried.
"I hope I have some black clothes to wear, I want to be in the wings..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 12:26 pm
(Aren't we at his room?)
"If not, we can arrange something, I'm sure." smiled Gren, copying the address from the iPod touch. "After all, we have plenty of time."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 1:04 pm
Tamriel slowly descended the stairs barefoot. Dressed in skinny jeans and a black t-shirt dazzlingly claiming 'DIVA', hair pulled back into a messy, massive bun and makeup at a minimum, she was certainly dressed down today- excluding her rings. Of course. She hummed going straight to the kitchen, opening cabinets and drawers to find everything she needed to cook something just for her. "Note to self: Discover a meal you love which won't take hours to make or hunt... Ooo wine- don't mind if I do," she cooed, pouring herself a glass of red wine.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 1:09 pm
Sniffing the air once, Charlotte rolled her eyes and sipped her tea. Perfection.
Malachai blinked. "Guava isn't roses, is it?"
"No, Mal, it isn't. It's fruit."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 1:14 pm
Humming Tamriel pulled a small hen from the fridge and a multitude of vegetables. She hummed as she began to chop and peel the veggies after dumping the chicken into a pot of water with some beef stock, making sure to turn the stove top on. Pausing to wash her hands, then sip the wine, "This is a good wine... and it's from this year... huh- wonders never cease from normal people. Coppery though- never thought wine could taste coppery," setting the glass down, she'd return to chopping.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 1:22 pm
"Miss Charlotte?"
"Yes, Malachai?"
"Uh...why d'you, um..."
"Go on." she said gently.
"Why do you dislike Tam?" he asked quietly, careful.
"I don't like foolish people." she said simply. "I like fools, but not the foolish."
"But...I'm foolish."
"True, but you learn. You want to learn more than anything else. And even when you're wrong, you get back up with a stupid smile and try again."
"Doesn't she?"
"Much less quietly, I suppose. I haven't seen her in a while, so I may just be biased." she sighed. "But then, I'm a difficult woman myself."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 1:30 pm
"Right. I wanna see some of the sights anyway, and my dad said he might take me to the big Toys'R'Us! I really like toys... I mean, I'm still allowed to, right?"
He was never sure about that. Fifteen seemed a very in between age to him, though most of his friends were more interested in girls and video games and their social circles. Rhett sighed in his head. He was never going to fit his age, he guessed.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 1:33 pm
Tamriel, lost in thought, yelped as the blade slipped, "SON OF A-!" She danced around with her finger in her mouth, turning on the faucet and putting the cut under the water, "You errant fen-sucked giglet! Pay attention to what you're doing!" Oh her finger hurt! Turning off the water she wrapped a small paper towel around it, looking around- realizing she had no idea where to find a servant to help with the wound. "What do normal people do when they get a cut in the kitchen?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 1:33 pm
"Yes?" tried Gren, smiling. He wasn't sure what a Toys R' Us was, but he didn't see what was wrong with it. "So, ah...when do you want to leave?"
"They wash it and put a bandaid on it, you fool of a Took!" called Charlotte. "Bandaids are out here!"
Mal held up the medical kit. "I found them!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 1:40 pm
Tamriel popped out of the kitchen, a small blush on her nose, "Oh? Bandaid? Is that a salve?" She fidgeted slightly, the paper towel nice and soaked, "I'd be quite obliged if you'd help stop my slow death."
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 1:48 pm
"Slow death? One little cut won't do you in unless you're a hemophiliac." said Charlotte, getting up nonetheless and seeing to the wound, replacing the towel. "You aren't, are you? Mal, get the squeezy tube in there that says Neosporin. Quiz time."
Mal sat promptly on the arm of the sofa, tongue between his lips as he read labels.
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