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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 Dec 17, 2009 2:06 pm
Angeles looked at the flower sceptically but eventually took the bottle and stood to get a glass from the kitchen. She knew a few things about wine, the first thing she knew is that it would be almost insulting to drink wine from anything but a wine glass. Luckily she found one. She poured some of the liquid in as was customary, letting the scent fill the bulbous body of the glass. She stopped the bottle and walked back out to give it back to Vincente before she looked at the glass in her hand and the liquid within.
She swirled it around a bit before inhaling the scent. It was odd that was for sure and she looked at Vincent again. If it were poison, it didn't matter in any case as any sort of poison didn't work on her. She was already dead afterall. But that was also a variable that made her believe that she was not going to be able to taste it no matter what it was made out of. Finally, with something of a hum of disapproval she sipped the wine from the glass.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 2:16 pm
I am Vincente Valtiere Vincente took it back with no argument. Vincente tore the nightshade in half and threw it in the fireplace, away from himself. It produced a colorful spark and changed the fire's color to an interesting rainbow pattern. "Of course it has some slight magic qualities which is why it must be refined so many times to make it safe." He sorted more items. "But lucky for anyone that's had this, I know a few expert refiners." He said. He drank the rest of the poison inside the nightshade. It didn't affect him, it was more like a sugar shock for him. "Can you taste it?" He asked. spill some blood for me, dear sibling
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 2:17 pm
" Hum... i'm not sure if I can make anything out of this" Ale said, looking at a horse with no head. She decided to leave in the fixing pile, maybe somewhere there was a head with no body that could fit. She hadn't checked all the packages.
She then lifted her head from what she was doing and looked around. When had Angeles returned? And who was the other guy?
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 2:26 pm
Angeles hummed in thought and looked at the rest of the liquid before looking over at Vincente, "first Erik makes a mirror that can show my reflection, now you bring me a wine that I can taste. It seems that people are straining to bring my variant more into the light of god and less of the infernal creatures that we're supposed to be."
Angeles finished off the wine and walked back to the kitchen. She wasn't sure why but she felt that the little assassin group was trying to change her, make her more human, more acceptable, and she didn't like the feeling that came with it. She set the wine glass in the sink and spread her hands against the edge of the counter and sighed, trying to take a step back and see the whole picture from their point of view and tried to calm herself.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 2:33 pm
I am Vincente Valtiere Vincente continued sorting, but stop while he was in the middle of opening a package. "Who are you?" He asked plainly. "I haven't seen you before." He said with a curious voice. Ultima had walked down the stairs. He just sat back and watched everyone. Vincente started opening the package again. "Intersting, three soccerballs..." He thought. He put them where all the other better items went. spill some blood for me, dear sibling
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 2:40 pm
"I could say the same thing" Ale replied to the man, and remembering how names were important in this world, introduced herself. " My name is Ale, I'm a priestess and have been around for quite some time. And you, what's your name?" she asked.
She noticed that Shade had come down and was sitting at a corner. She waved at him, still a bit uncertain about what had heard the other night.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 2:45 pm
Angeles turned and started to walk out of the kitchen but then looked up and saw the mistletoe there, "ah," she growled and reached up and removed the mistletoe from the top of the door and murmured, "I'm getting rid of this infernal thing."
She walked out and glanced at Shade as he was on the stairs and she glared at him slightly before walking over to the rainbow-colored fire and threw the mistletoe into it before going back to sorting the gifts.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 2:47 pm
I am Vincente Valtiere "I am Vincente Valtiere, A vampire, a business man, a wealthy home owner, you take your pick." He said, his fangs glinted off the light. "My home is far away from this place, I call it Neyond manor." He said. "I have been around at least five hundred years." He said offering his hand. spill some blood for me, dear sibling
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 2:52 pm
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Vincente Valtiere, the vampire." Ale answered politely, and shook his hand. " Five hundred years... that's a lot. You must have seen a lot of things during your lifetime."
She then noticed what Angeles had just did and wondered what could be upseting her that much. Ale though that perhaps it would be better to leave her alone...
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 2:58 pm
I am Vincente Valtiere Vincente couldn't help but to laugh at what he was about to say next. "The pleasure is all mine." He said. He shook his head. "No, life is repeptitive, nothing every changes for humans, dspite their condition." He said. He tiltd his head. As curious as he was, he stuck his hand throguh Ale's hair. "Ah, your hair is made of water?!" He asked surprised. spill some blood for me, dear sibling
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 3:09 pm
"No, not really" Ale explained, as his hand touched the illusion. He was not the first to wonder and to touch it, so she didn't retract as one would in similar circunstances. " Well, technically, there's a bit of the Element Water in that illusion, but just a little. The Elements are generous to me, so they let me do this things. It's purely decorative" and blushed a little, slightly embarassed of her vanity.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 3:13 pm
Angeles continued to open packages as Vincente and Ale became acquainted. She unwrapped another teddy bear, a stuffed cat, and coat with several holes in it, all went in the 'to be fixed pile, "a lot of teddy bears coming through here," she said as she opened another package.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 3:25 pm
" Really?" she asked, as the pile of things to fix was getting bigger, and grabbed one of the damaged teddy bears. It could be worse, it only had one eye missing and needed new stuffing on the head.
" Maybe we should start fixing these before adding more stuff to the pile" Ale sugested, and began repairing the teddy bear.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 3:28 pm
I am Vincente Valtiere "Amazing." He said, moving his hand back. He oepned another package that he'd had in his hand. A pair of shades, missing the glass. H put it in the fixable pile. "So, exactly how did you come to know these elements, i never considered them living beings." He said. He agreed and took back the shades. He made a lucky choice on the next package he'd opened. Two shade glasses. He put them in. They weren't as boken as he thought. He put it in the pile with the items that were fixed. spill some blood for me, dear sibling
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 3:37 pm
Having found Grencia's notice, MacPere smiled to himself as he descended the inn's stairs, into the main room. He pointed a finger toward Angeles with a smirk and cooed quite loudly; "Victorious, I am. I believe it is your forfeit, Angeles~"
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