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"Well, when your motivation is as great as mine... I'll never be great, but so long as it remains edible, I'll be alright and leave the baking to you, ha~" Placing back the instrument and stepping from the stage, he proceeded to the bar, fixing himself a glass of port. "Gimlet?" He asked with a chirp, feeling proud of himself.

At Azana's wordless entrance, he huffed and pouted some. Those worrying about her and awaiting her arrival at least deserved a hello, wouldn't you think? At the hanging of a framed piece of paper, however, he raised a brow. "... What on Earth is it?"

Vincente yawned, he read one of his books from over by his homeland. He closed it and got up, going over to the paper. "Ok, what did you do?" He asked, seeing how unsuccesfully she hadn't surpressed her smile.

Picking up Alex from the floor and laying her on a couch, he returned to his seat, sitting carefully before receiving his drink with a loving smile.

Azana couldn't hold it in anymore, and laughed so hard her sides hurt. "S-Sosol...read it, please...! Ahahahahaa~!"

Sosol chuckled a bit himself, but cleared his throat and took the most official-looking stance he could. "By the Authority of the GMO, this certificate is presented to the Inn of Peace in recognition of its standing as Registered Neutral Ground. This policy will be enforced by Operatives Azana Brown and Sosol Jacobs. Dated for yesterday, signed by Chairwoman Stevenson."

He grinned and crossed his arms. "In short, the Inn has the full backing and support of the GMO in its mission to provide a peaceful haven to everyone who enters...well, that and we're stationed here."

Azana finally calmed down, panting a bit for the breath she lost from laughing. "I...promised I would...right...? I'm back...and I'm staying."

"Jacobs?" He asked laughing. "How come you never said?" He asked. It was a funny prospect anyway. "Oh, that's great, I didn't expect any better from you Azana, well, I probably did, ah forget it."

Angeles walked out with Emily who was nibbling on a bit of toast. Angeles was very proud of herself for having figured out how to use the toaster, albeit the bread was a little burnt. Emily looked over at Azana, still wearing the bandanna she gave her, then looked around for Glenda and Darth.

"I'm glad your back as well Azana,' said Angeles calmly, allowing MacPere to express the joy of everyone.

Angeles set Emily down and looked at her clothes before sighing and running a hand through her hair. She then picked Emily back up and deposited her into Gren's lap, "and at mention of a party i shall take my leave for the day," she walked over to the chair and put her coat on, grabbing her hunter's kit, "i have to go talk to my husband, i'll be back shortly."

((be back in a bit))

Azana braced herself for MacPere's tight embrace, wincing a little but still ecstatic to feel one of those again. His worry shone through, and she couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him having done so. To be fair, though...had it not been for the assistance...

"Oh, Eli...sorry I worried you that much...but please be light on the hugs today. Stella was a bit less than forgiving in our rematch." She pulled up her shirt slightly, showing three bruises across her torso.

Sosol was the one who addressed Gren's question. "According to what we last heard, he has his hands full dismantling that big augmentation device...and he's having a blast. After that, I think he plans to take charge of the labs; if there's one thing we learned from this, open communication between them is needed." He gave a nod before eying the bar.

"Azana...want something? My treat."
"Sure, hon. Surprise me..." She smiled, stopped by a kiss on the cheek from the former Oracle. "Not like that, silly!"
"I know," he said with a wink, walking back to the bar.
"I'm guessing you wanna hear about it...?" She asked MacPere, gesturing to a table...