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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: Wed Feb 24, 2010 10:56 am
Azana followed behind, both shoes now securely on her feet, and gave a wave to Angeles as she disappeared into the kitchen to make herself useful. Of course, Gren would ask about that...after all, it was odd, even for her.
"Ask him," she muttered, pointing to Eli as she picked up some things that belonged in the pantry and headed in that direction.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:01 am
Gren glanced at MacPere, setting a gallon of milk on a cool shelf. "You stole her shoe?"
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:09 am
MacPere returned a look of amusement. "No, no, I have plenty of my own... I was merely relaxing Azana with a foot massage, even though my skills are amateur at best when compared to your own..." He opened an egg box and unloaded its contents into the holders in the fridge door, one by one.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:12 am
"Heh heh...you say that, but I don't recall anything wrong with your handiwork." he said, smiling, putting vegetables in the crisper. "So what's to be embarrassed about? Getting a foot massage is a treat."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:20 am
Azana was still putting things away in the pantry. "I'm just...not really used to the attention, I guess," she replied, putting a bag of flour on the shelf. She gave a bit of a grin, walking back toward the groceries to see what else she could help with.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:24 am
Finishing a bag, he smiled gently. "That's a shame...someone like you deserves a bit more, I think."
Remy poked his head in. A wander around the area had done him some good; Alex's blood no longer tempting. With a cheerful, grin, he drifted into the main room.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:29 am
"Ah, don't worry Azana... I'll always be here to treat you like a queen~"
As he stood, something glinted in the corner of his eye and he tutted, pointing to his hair and leaning to Gren. "Some of those silver hairs from that wig must have stuck to my hair... Could you pick them out, sweetheart?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:30 am
"Maybe," she replied, noticing that the rest was for the fridge. She leaned against the counter, letting the two men take care of the rest as she didn't want to get in the way.
"...relationships, though, are by far more sensitive and dangerous than just about any mission I've taken..." She said quietly to herself, her hand instinctually reaching for and playing with her new pendant. Sosol...she had been so independent before he came along...
Of course, you remember why... She thought to herself, her eyes downcast somewhat. Shaking the notion out of her head, she spotted some more dry goods for the pantry and snatched them up, once again crossing the room...
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:32 am
"Yeah, sure." he said, reaching up and plucking the silver hair neatly from its place.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:36 am
Covering his head with a hand and jumping away, MacPere scowled with a loud "Ow!" Slowly his face reverted to a look of utter horror, as though one had seen a ghost. "No... No, no, no, no, no..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:37 am
Looking bemused and then concerned, Gren inspected the hair carefully. "Maybe it was snagged on another hair?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:39 am
Azana heard Eli's short cry of pain and spun around, noticing that he didn't quite look himself. It took her a moment, but once she remembered the mention of "silver hair" and "wig", it struck her.
A grey hair...oh, boy... She actually said nothing, but went back to stocking the shelves. The less attention was paid to it, the better...
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:39 am
(and now while I wait for Kiba to return...)
Vincete walked into the Inn, looking slightly tired from his time at Neyond. He yawned and dusted his hat off, without it ever leaving his head. Even how hard he was hitting it to remove whatever was on his hat, it stay on his head. Mostly because he wanted it to. He leaned against a nearby wall, noticing Erik, Vale, and Ultima were still missing in action, kinda, he knew where they were anyhow. "Hey." He muttered plainly.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:40 am
"Check again, Gren. Are... Are there anymore?" He said with a stern tone, head held down, eyes squeezed shut.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:43 am
Adopting the look of one trying hard not to smile, he set aside the hair he'd plucked and looked closely, picking through the scalp. "Er..." he murmured, recalling his pledge of honesty, "one...two. I'm only seeing two."
"Hi Vincente!" beamed Remy. "What's new?"
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