You have just entered room "brianleftforsushi."
Lintmancer: I highly doubt Brian has actually left for sushi
Lithaladhwen: Seriously. He left to go find a menu for this place that delivered sushi to our campus last year.
Lithaladhwen: He was going to go get one from the dorms on campus.
Lithaladhwen: This was a while ago.
Lithaladhwen: I think he actually went to get sushi.
Lintmancer: Does it count as leaving for sushi if you're only getting a menu?
Lithaladhwen: I think he's been gone too long for that.
Lintmancer: and suddenly, we find out the guy was actually beaten up and he's in the hospital right now....due to sushi
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Then I'd really be pissed.
Lithaladhwen: Brian has been gone for nearly an hour. What the shit, people? We live five blocks from campus!
J4deninj44: He's been jumped by the Korean Mafia.
Lithaladhwen: You kid, but he has a Korean fangirl.
Lithaladhwen: She apparently glomps him every time she sees him.
J4deninj44: *jaw drops*
Lithaladhwen: Fuck. Here he is.
Lithaladhwen: Cripes on a cracker.
J4deninj44: I used to joke that Brian was a closet Korean...
Lithaladhwen: Anyway.
Lithaladhwen: You are the people who responded.
Lithaladhwen: Despite my mystification at Banj's interest.
Lithaladhwen: Lotta people are away, but plenty of IMs have been sent.
Lithaladhwen: In the meantime, Amanda, do you have any setting/generation preferences?
J4deninj44: *think think think*
J4deninj44: Anything going on anywhere?
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: I'm reopening the JD soon, but not tonight. Not enough people have responded to my thread.
PapatymisonN: Hi Nama.
Lithaladhwen: I have characters in Doma, on Ka'thalar, and in second-gen Nekonia.
Lithaladhwen: Several characters of mine could be anywhere at any time.
PapatymisonN: I'd like 2ndgen. Quillan needs to stretch his legs.
J4deninj44: I can do 2nd. I'm willing.
PapatymisonN: Everyone fine with 2nd?
Lithaladhwen: Yes.
PapatymisonN: ... non-responders opinion no longer matter.
T3chn0Namagomi: *shrugs* I can use Fal.
J4deninj44: Well, there's only few of us.
PapatymisonN: My man, you REALLY need another 2ndgen character.
T3chn0Namagomi: Fal needs using.
T3chn0Namagomi: And what is wrong with Fal?
Lithaladhwen: Fal is nice. Zea thinks so.
PapatymisonN: Nothing. But variety is the spice of life.
T3chn0Namagomi: I'm the guy who mostly used Kamos for a ton of first-gen.
Lintmancer: Pfft.
PapatymisonN: Right. I forget that some people don't have massive, overloaded stables like me.
Lintmancer: There is nothing wrong with not having a ton of chars
Lintmancer: I am one of these people.
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. So....where are we?)
PapatymisonN: (Hmmmm... bar, park, or somewhere else.)
PapatymisonN: (... bar?)
J4deninj44: (Hmm...)
J4deninj44: (Shopping District!)
Lithaladhwen: (Do we have a chosen nation even?)
Lithaladhwen: (Are we, after all, in Doma?)
PapatymisonN: (... I can do Nekonia.)
PapatymisonN: (I am actually feeling Juan right now...)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I don't think Fal really has a "restricted" domain, so...)
MajorGeneralTso has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Hideki normally lives in Nekonia, so....okay! And we've seen Fal there before anyway.)
J4deninj44: (And then Ken built me a shrine... OH HI Ken!)
Lithaladhwen: ( http://mysidia.org/rpgww/index.php?title=Hideki_Shigetomi )
Lintmancer has left the room.
PapatymisonN: <rp!>
T3chn0Namagomi: <Yeah. RP>
Lithaladhwen: <RP!>
PapatymisonN: (Who wants to start us up?)
MajorGeneralTso: (...)
Lithaladhwen: (Amanda? You're the guest of honor. Care to start up?)
PapatymisonN: (Uh... a shopping district in Nekonia's capital, Ken.)
PapatymisonN: (2gen.)
J4deninj44: (I'm guest of honor??)
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (You indeed are)
J4deninj44: (o__0 OH...hai...)
Lithaladhwen: (Ha!)
MajorGeneralTso: ( have no characters! *Sighs* I'll be lurking. And watching. Silently.)
PapatymisonN: (There's one remedy to not having characters.)
PapatymisonN: (MAKE ONE. Goofus.)
PapatymisonN: (Heck, unless Tai DIES within the intervening years...)
J4deninj44: * The Nekonians are gearing up for O-Nanamangetsu, the winter festival. There's a lot of sales and new merchandise being touted in preparation for Nekonia's third favorite holiday.*
T3chn0Namagomi: (90-000...something! My Japanese is rusty!)
Choark has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Hey Choark.)
Choark: (Yo! Random IM as soon as I log on! Cool!)
DarkLordKelne has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Now this is more like it.)
DarkLordKelne: (Mmm, Sushi...)
J4deninj44: (I could got for some unagi..)
Lithaladhwen: *A slate-colored shorthaired Nekojin fellow is looking at a selection of kitchen cutlery at the market.*
PapatymisonN: *there is one constant to any kind of festival, anywhere... jugglers playing with fire... and a fellow in a traditional pierrot outfit juggles three daggers, set ablaze, with great skill and dexterity*
J4deninj44: Cutlery Associate: Finest blades. Folded seventeen times. Full tang.
T3chn0Namagomi: *And amidst this preparation, a rather out-of-place person appears to be riding atop what appears to be some sort of alien-looking quadrupedal creature--one that looks like it could rip something apart if it wanted...*
J4deninj44: *Any griffies stay out of the way of the beast, squawking their displeasure*
Lithaladhwen: *glances up at the person and speaks absently to himself* Hm. Seen her before somewhere.
MajorGeneralTso: (I was planning on making one! I just haven't gotten to it! >.>...)
PapatymisonN: *checks his can for coins* IM: Generous people... I'll give them a nice ending.
PapatymisonN: (No time like the present, spanky.)
J4deninj44: (Spanky?)
Lithaladhwen: (Skippy?)
J4deninj44: (Ken + spanky = DOES NOT COMPUTE!)
PapatymisonN: (I was thinking slappy, but...)
MajorGeneralTso: (That's Gimpy McCrippleton to you.)
J4deninj44: (Not that one I can see.()
T3chn0Namagomi: *The person on top appears to be a relatively petite, young woman, with a pale countenance, white hair, and red eyes, clad in a black tunic and leather coat and pants*
J4deninj44: now*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Oh. I have seen her. She and Hakaril were in some sort of dispute over her use of telepathy. Does she live here?
PapatymisonN: *in a finishing move, eats the flame off of one blade, then another, breathes fire with the third, and tosses the daggers into the air...*
Lithaladhwen: *idly watches Juan*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Is Hideki thinking in common?)
PapatymisonN: *he then catches all three, between his fingers in a fist, and bows* >Thank you, mine people...<
J4deninj44: *Nekojin clap at the performance and offer spare change*
PapatymisonN: IM: I love this town. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: *tosses some coins to the guy*
Lithaladhwen: (No, he isn't.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Right then)
Lithaladhwen: IM: I think I know him as well, then.
PapatymisonN: *sees Hideki* IM: ... wait... oh yeah...
Lithaladhwen: (And Nama, is she constantly reading the minds of everyone around her?
Lithaladhwen: )
DarkLordKelne: *And in amongst the clappers is an elven girl with orange hair. She also contributes a few coins.*
PapatymisonN: IM: *searches mental database* Straight. Right.
T3chn0Namagomi: (She tends to pick up surface thoughts easily)
Lithaladhwen: IM: He touched my blades. *irritated eartwitch*
Lithaladhwen: (Wow, is that Cerene?)
DarkLordKelne: (Yep. That'd be the one.)
Lithaladhwen: (Wow. I'm almost tempted to drag Zea in, except for the fact that Hideki needs playtime.)
PapatymisonN: ( ;_; Resist the urge, Ashley...)
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: These people think in a completely different manner. Intriguing...
PapatymisonN: IM: ... ...
Lithaladhwen: (I think I will resist it. The real solution here is to have Kelne RP more. >:P )
PapatymisonN: IM: Uh... is someone in here? o.o
DarkLordKelne: IM: This guy's pretty good.
PapatymisonN: *looking around...*
PapatymisonN: IM: From all those times of Dad getting in my head, I can feel when my brain's being looked at...
DarkLordKelne: (Possibly.)
PapatymisonN: IM: ... maybe I'm just being paranoid. Whatever.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Common?)
J4deninj44: *drunken merchants on their way home burst into a song* Tan-tan tanuki no kintama wa
PapatymisonN: (Oh yeah.)
J4deninj44: Kaze ga nai no ni
J4deninj44: Bura bura bura!
PapatymisonN: IM: Nice tune.
PapatymisonN: (And that's one thing that occurs to me... does thought have language?)
J4deninj44: *few look at the group with disdain but most ignore them*
DarkLordKelne: (One would think so.)
T3chn0Namagomi: T: You are not paranoid, in this case. I consider this a very astute guess on your part.
T3chn0Namagomi: (I would believe so.)
PapatymisonN: IM: Who are you? You're nearby, right?
Lithaladhwen: (Charles: Yes.)
DarkLordKelne: (But it's generally ignored for convenience.)
Lithaladhwen: (And yes to Kelne.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (AKA: Making telepathy uber-communication.)
Lithaladhwen: (Aye.)
T3chn0Namagomi: T: I do not comprehend the reasoning behind your desire to know my identity.
PapatymisonN: IM: I like to know who's in my brain.
DarkLordKelne: ("I am... The Muffin Man!")
Lithaladhwen: (The Muffin Man?)
T3chn0Namagomi: T: I am not your father, if that is what you are wondering.
PapatymisonN: IM: I guessed as much. I can smell that man from a thousand paces.
DarkLordKelne: IM: And now he seems to be looking inwards or something.
J4deninj44: *A few samurai walk down the street discussing Inustan*
PapatymisonN: IM: Look, I also enjoy TALKING far more than thinking, so if you could PLEASE just point yourself out...?
Lithaladhwen: *snaps his fingers and a sharp-featured doberman slips out from the alleyway next to him and sits down so Hideki can scratch her ears*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I don't trust that woman.
Lithaladhwen: IM: *in common, and at Fal* You. Woman. Who are you?
T3chn0Namagomi: T2Hideki: So you know Common as well. Interesting.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I've seen you before. Do you live here?
Lithaladhwen: *approaches the girl and her demon with his doberman at his heels*
DarkLordKelne: *Folds her arms and makes theatrical foot-tapping motions at the performer*
T3chn0Namagomi: T2Hideki: I do not make my residence within this locale, if that is what you are asking.
PapatymisonN: IM: ... where'd they go?
PapatymisonN: IM: Just WALTZ into my head and leave as abruptly? Very bad guest, that girl...
Lithaladhwen: *out loud to Fal in Common* Yes, it was.
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks at Hideki--the demon seems to not move at all*
PapatymisonN: *she
DarkLordKelne: *Without the performer to snare her attention, it soon fixates on the woman with the demon*
Lithaladhwen: *the doberman doesn't either*
PapatymisonN: *sets to removing his makeup and hat...*
Lithaladhwen: *Hideki puts out his index finger and the dog sits*
T3chn0Namagomi: T2Hideki: I see. Where did you get the suspicion that I lived here?
DarkLordKelne: IM: Holy zog, that's a weird sort of mount.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Fal dismounts, and the demon lays down without any visible command.*
Lithaladhwen: *out loud in Common* Speak out loud, if you please. And I have seen you here before. You were in an argument with a friend of mine.
PapatymisonN: *sees the straight neko addressing that chick with the beast...*
DarkLordKelne: IM: And I say that in the full knowledge of people who ride round balls of teeth.
PapatymisonN: *waits for the chick to talk as he changes into a bright green shirt...*
DarkLordKelne: (Bright green like the ninja?)
Lithaladhwen: I kept an eye on you for a while after that, and did not suspect you lived nearby. But... here you are.
Lithaladhwen: So I asked.
T3chn0Namagomi: *speaking in a relatively quiet tone* If you so desire, I will. And he took offense to me reading what he broadcasted to all who could read it.
Lithaladhwen: He and my family... we are private people. If we do not trust you, and I feel safe in saying that we don't, we would prefer that you have as little information about us as possible.
Lithaladhwen: (For the record, Hideki thinks much more quietly than Hakaril could ever hope to do.)
Lithaladhwen: (Because Hakaril is Hakaril and Hideki is Hideki.)
PapatymisonN: *heads on over to Fal* It's fine to shout, if you live in a land of the deaf.
DarkLordKelne: IM: That's the great thing about Gaera. If you stand still long enough, you get to see practically anything. And if you actually go out looking for it...
PapatymisonN: But you have ears, do you not?
Lithaladhwen: *eartwitch*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Apt metaphor.
DarkLordKelne: *Wanders over to take a look at the beast*
Lithaladhwen: *flicks his fingers and the dog is standing up again*
Lithaladhwen: *Hideki lays his hand on his dog's back possessively.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I don't like that thing near Zuzu. I can tell she doesn't like it.
T3chn0Namagomi: I bear no real grudge toward him, and I do not have any interest in harming you.
Lithaladhwen: Irrelevant, really. It is my choice how much you know. Not yours.
Lithaladhwen: Until I decide for myself that you are trustworthy.
Lithaladhwen: Does that make sense?
J4deninj44: *A Nekonian priest and his nekojin/and one drow oddly, are passing out small charms to encourage worshippers to their shrine*
PapatymisonN: (Cavan? The hell is HE doing here? o.O
PapatymisonN: )
DarkLordKelne: *Cocks her head inquisitively towards the conversation, while cheerfully examining the demon-thing at close range.*
T3chn0Namagomi: Then simply do not broadcast so much, and I will not know. Is it not that simple?
Lithaladhwen: It is not a talent most people have. As the young man beside you said, it is not a skill that often needs to be developed.
DarkLordKelne: So, you look... Spiky.
PapatymisonN: As I said, it's a land of the deaf.
Lithaladhwen: Just mind your own business. Is it not that simple? *amused tailflick*
PapatymisonN: Mentalists are rare, frankly.
PapatymisonN: And, to be honest, since my father was one, I learned to think loudly.
PapatymisonN: It annoyed him. ^_^
DarkLordKelne: *Waves a hand in front of its face* Kind of boring, though.
T3chn0Namagomi: I see we are at odds on the issue, in that both of us desire what appears to come naturally to either of us.
T3chn0Namagomi: *The demon does not even show signs of noticing the person waving hands in its face--well, what looks like its face.*
DarkLordKelne: *Snaps her fingers* I know! You're like one of those guards who's not allowed to blink for hours on end or something.
PapatymisonN: (*has images in his mind of that bipedal thing from Half-Life*)
Lithaladhwen: (Fal needs an army of headcrabs.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *...Its three eyes, placed around the circumfrence of its head, do blink*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Actually, you'd be surprised at what inspired the look on Immoral)
PapatymisonN: That's fine. I'll... see about special treatment for you...
Lithaladhwen: I care little what you do, but I seem to be the only one here with any understanding of the other's position.
PapatymisonN: IF you announced yourself.
DarkLordKelne: I wonder what you're like when you get off duty?
DarkLordKelne: Probably cranky and stuff.
Lithaladhwen: (He's a wild drunk, Celene. He's a shameless flirt and he flings his collar off early in the evening.)
PapatymisonN: (Immoral: Just like the name implies, SEX, DRUGS, AND ROCK AND ROLL, BABY! WOO!)
T3chn0Namagomi: *Anyone who looks at it from the astral side may notice some strong mental enchantment over the beast*
Lithaladhwen: At any rate *waves off the whole discussion*
Lithaladhwen: *addresses Juan* What is your name again?
PapatymisonN: *bows* Juan Goffredo Ovidio Domingo Messiah, at your service.
PapatymisonN: (I love that name.)
J4deninj44: *Two Inujin are in full throttle Inustani, throwing tu madres this and tu padre's that*
Lithaladhwen: ...I see. Good to see you once more.
Lithaladhwen: IM: And I trust he'll keep his distance this time.
DarkLordKelne: *Eventually thinks to do so* Huh. Mental domination. *Makes a face*
PapatymisonN: And it was... Hideki, yes?
Lithaladhwen: Shigetomi Hideki. But Hideki is fine.
DarkLordKelne: IM: Never a good idea to summon something you have to compel not to bite your face off...
PapatymisonN: Heh. And instantly, I am glad I am not Nekonian.
PapatymisonN: Messiah Domingo Ovidio Goffredo Juan does NOT roll off the tongue.
T3chn0Namagomi: *seems to be listening and watching the conversation with her typical, slightly creepy, look.* o.o
PapatymisonN: (Does anyone here know the bad joke about Messiah names?)
T3chn0Namagomi: T2examiner: The mental control is instated as part of the summoning procedure.
Lithaladhwen: (Besides me? Not likely.)
Lithaladhwen: Yes, well. If you were Nekonian, those wouldn't be your names in the first place, I'd wager.
DarkLordKelne: *Turns to regard Fal* Yeah, but what happens if someone decides to dispel it? I figure it'd be pissed.
PapatymisonN: (Well, so that the body knows, just look at Juan's 3 middle initials, and remember his father's devout nature.)
DarkLordKelne: IM: I know I would be.
T3chn0Namagomi: This. *snaps her fingers, and the demon-dog vanishes in a column of bright light*
PapatymisonN: Again, your people lose a little more appeal. But only in being a member, not in being a companion.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Nothing seems to be left*
Lithaladhwen: ...I do not believe I would be interested in your names either. They're rather difficult to pronounce if you haven't got the trick to it.
DarkLordKelne: *Was astute enough to observe this process astrally*
PapatymisonN: Learning to say them is part of the fun.
PapatymisonN: I myself mastered it at 13.
PapatymisonN: I could only spell it at 11.
T3chn0Namagomi: *It was simply banished back to its homeplane, rather than actually destroyed*
Lithaladhwen: It would have taken me much longer.
PapatymisonN: It may be easier for the person who owns it, as I have the parentage for it.
PapatymisonN: If you want a challenge, I could write it down for you...?
Lithaladhwen: No thank you, as I'd be forced to do the same.
DarkLordKelne: Yeah, I suppose that works. Must suck having to keep it on such a short leash, though.
PapatymisonN: If you insist.
Lithaladhwen: Do you mind dogs?
PapatymisonN: I don't.
Lithaladhwen: *jerks his head at Juan and the doberman gets up to cautiously sniff him*
Lithaladhwen: Her name is Zuzu.
PapatymisonN: Hola. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: She isn't very friendly, but she familiarizes herself with people.
T3chn0Namagomi: *The others would notice that the demon is indeed gone*
PapatymisonN: Nice to meet you, Zuzu.
PapatymisonN: (*Zuzu runs away, chases after her in a space ship at 30 mph*)
Lithaladhwen: *gives more slight finger-commands and the dog sits and looks up at Juan*
DarkLordKelne: 'Come over here, critter.' 'Sit down, critter.' 'Don't eat the annoying elf, critter.'
Lithaladhwen: Well, she seems to think you're all right. She'd know better than I would.
DarkLordKelne: *Grins cheerfully*
PapatymisonN: It's like you have her on strings... remarkable...
Lithaladhwen: She's very bright. Very few of her commands depend on my voice, out of necessity.
Lithaladhwen: She's a good judge of character, and generally keeps an eye on anyone suspicious. *glances to Fal*
PapatymisonN: Well, she is a beautiful beast... even if she could easily rip out my throat.
PapatymisonN: I like my animals with a little danger.
Lithaladhwen: She is beautiful. She was very hard to acquire at the time. *smirk* Even when I'm wrong, she's right on target. *casually* Probably because she's a woman.
T3chn0Namagomi: I did not intend to come off to you as untrustworthy.
PapatymisonN: The curse of having a phallus, eh?
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs in reply to Fal and nods to Hideki*
PapatymisonN: (...)
PapatymisonN: (That's some trick.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: I shouldn't be surprised that I know that word.
Lithaladhwen: (Juan!)
Lithaladhwen: (He nods to Juan. Sorry.)
Lithaladhwen: (I blame the Draft Cider.)
PapatymisonN: (... *MISSES ALCOHOL* v_v_
PapatymisonN: )
PapatymisonN: (It's not like I'm an alcoholic, or anything. I just want to be ABLE to have a rum and coke if I so desire! Is that so WRONG?)
DarkLordKelne: It's probably the riding the large, magically coerced demon that does it. *Sage nod*
Lithaladhwen: (No, it's not. But I'm twenty and what I'm doing is illegal here. So fuck you and your access complaints. =P )
Lithaladhwen: *a nod to Cerene*
Lithaladhwen: *Hideki seems to nod a lot*
PapatymisonN: (We'll see how YOU react when you're 22 and live in a "dry" house.)
PapatymisonN: ... is anyone thirsty? I feel like some tequila, or rye, or something...
T3chn0Namagomi: I do not understand how that can come off to somebody as particularly untrustworthy.
PapatymisonN: Demons are generally frowned upon, sadly.
PapatymisonN: Some of them CAN be nice folks.
DarkLordKelne: Well, it depends where you are. If you were in one of the hells, no-one'd give you a second glance. Other places, though... *shrugs*
DarkLordKelne: Of course, nobody in hell trusts anyone anyway, from what I hear.
T3chn0Namagomi: I do not comprehend the reasoning behind this distrust.
Lithaladhwen: I don't distrust demons. I distrust anyone who is willing to sacrifice the freedom of another for her own purposes.
DarkLordKelne: It's a political thing. They suspect each other of planning to advance into dead mens' shoes.
PapatymisonN: ... both have points...
Lithaladhwen: My ...master is acquainted with demons and it has been proven to my satisfaction that they are not all a danger to me.
DarkLordKelne: Or hooves, as the case may be.
Choark has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: My issues with your demon companion are largely irrelevant, however. It is not my judgement to make.
Lithaladhwen: It is yours, and if you are wrong, you will bear the consequences, not I. I have no room to criticize.
T3chn0Namagomi: I understand completely.
PapatymisonN: ... *as is his custom, begins juggling once he gets bored...*
PapatymisonN: *it's knives, like always*
DarkLordKelne: IM: I have got to learn how to do stuff like that.
Lithaladhwen: Juan, I must say you've improved since we last saw each other.
PapatymisonN: Oh? Thank you... I pretty much do it all day, so I guess that's why.
PapatymisonN: ... here, let me try something... *catches all the knives in one hand, and reaches for a fourth blade*
PapatymisonN: Been experimenting while wearing metal gauntlets...
PapatymisonN: Let's see if this works, mm?
Lithaladhwen: Let's.
PapatymisonN: *backs up a bit*
PapatymisonN: (A moment. I think I made a sheet for him...)
PapatymisonN: (... nope!)
PapatymisonN: (Eh. Goin' with chatsys...)
PapatymisonN: And... here we go!
PapatymisonN: *begins juggling all four, doing two in each hand (that's actually how four-thing juggling is done...)*
OnlineHost: PapatymisonN rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
PapatymisonN: Oop. *one hits the floor*
PapatymisonN: *catches the rest*
PapatymisonN: ... one more time.
PapatymisonN: *and up they go again!*
OnlineHost: PapatymisonN rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
PapatymisonN: *success!* There we go!
Lithaladhwen: *nods and grins* Excellent.
PapatymisonN: *catches two in each hand, and bows* I think so. ^_^
T3chn0Namagomi: Intriguing.
PapatymisonN: When I'm lucky.
Lithaladhwen: It's more than luck.
Lithaladhwen: As you probably remember, I'm trained in light blades as well. What you can do is... not easy.
PapatymisonN: *hands him three of his blades* Would you like to give it a shot?
Lithaladhwen: No thank you. These aren't my specialty. I'll leave that to performers.
T3chn0Namagomi: *simply watching the exchange*
PapatymisonN: And that would be me, through and through.
DarkLordKelne: *Fingers twitch slightly, as if considering, but she seems to change her mind*
DarkLordKelne: I'd try, but I think I'm better off starting with coloured balls.
Lithaladhwen: It is, to be as... admittedly vague as possible, probably the opposite of everything I've been trained to do.
DarkLordKelne: Hang onto knives at all costs?
Lithaladhwen: *grins* That, yes. Among other things.
T3chn0Namagomi: I find myself personally incapable of performing such an ability. As such, I turn down the offer as well.
PapatymisonN: That's fine.
PapatymisonN: It's not like everyone can do this.
PapatymisonN: ^_^ It's fun, though...
Lithaladhwen: I am glad you enjoy it. Perhaps sometime I will take you basejumping.
PapatymisonN: o.o Basejumping? What's that?
DarkLordKelne: Oh, you have to try it. It's great fun.
Lithaladhwen: Climbing and leaping all over buildings. It's easier in the slums where there are...*pauses to find the word* multi-storied buildings.
PapatymisonN: ... ooh. I'd ... at LEAST want to see it done...
T3chn0Namagomi: Interesting.
DarkLordKelne: ... Huh. I was thinking of something else. Still sounds fun, though.
Lithaladhwen: It's a good way to stay in shape at least.
PapatymisonN: ... how long does it take to set up something like that?
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. However long it takes to build the neighborhood. *shrugs*
PapatymisonN: So... if there's a suitable area in this city, we could do it right now?
Lithaladhwen: I would really rather not.
Lithaladhwen: I don't like having an audience.
DarkLordKelne: Ah, come on. I'll take a crack at it too.
Lithaladhwen: Absolutely not. How about I buy a round of drinks instead?
PapatymisonN: Let's do it.
T3chn0Namagomi: I would be interested.
PapatymisonN: Lead the parade, my greyfurred friend.
PapatymisonN: (It'
T3chn0Namagomi: *replying to the drinks, of course*
PapatymisonN: s grey, right?)
DarkLordKelne: (The scary thing is that she'd probably be quite good at it. High Agi and ranks in acrobatics will do that.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yes. The color of a Russian Blue, for a RL reference.)
DarkLordKelne: *Looks disappointed but not for long* Yeah, sounds good.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Ooh. Those are pretty cats.)
DarkLordKelne: (And of course absolutely no fear of heights.)
PapatymisonN: (... OK, so now I see the other side of things.)
PapatymisonN: (I understand people who want to stroke my hair.)
Lithaladhwen: All right. Well, to alcohol, then.
Lithaladhwen: IM: That was close. Entirely too close.
Lithaladhwen: (He's thinking in Common right now, by the way.)
PapatymisonN: I hope they have a dartboard. I wish to practice my aim...
Lithaladhwen: We can find you one that does. I can ask around.
PapatymisonN: I'd appreciate that.
T3chn0Namagomi: *reads, but does not respond to the thought*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Just hang here for a moment.
Lithaladhwen: *slips down an alleyway with his dog, leaving them alone*
PapatymisonN: *nods, and begins juggling, cuz he's bored!*
Lithaladhwen: (You guys can talk to each other now.)
PapatymisonN: So, do you go in people's head a lot?
T3chn0Namagomi: It is something that is comparable to second nature to me.
PapatymisonN: Where are you from? You surely have a place to lay your head...
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Elsewhere.
DarkLordKelne: Must overhear a bunch of awkward stuff from time to time.
Lithaladhwen: (You are attempting to find Fal's sense of humor, Kelne. Many have died on this quest. May you be the first to succeed!)
PapatymisonN: My father and aunt are offworlders. You cannot freak me out.
Lithaladhwen: (His aunt isn't scary because she's an offworlder. She's scary because she's a fucking nutter.)
DarkLordKelne: And I might know the place. I get around a lot.
PapatymisonN: (And that's why she's the best aunt ever.)
Lithaladhwen: (.....You just say that because she spoils him rotten.)
PapatymisonN: (^_^ I'm sure he'd put on private juggling shows for her if they didn't piss her off.)
Lithaladhwen: (She'd enjoy them. She'd take him to entertain for the whores. They'd think he was adorable, and Jeri would remember when he was born.)
T3chn0Namagomi: Please elaborate on "awkward," if you are capable of doing such
DarkLordKelne: Oh, I dunno. Hormonal teenagers, that kind of thing.
T3chn0Namagomi: Hormonal?
DarkLordKelne: Sex-crazed.
T3chn0Namagomi: I do not understand what is so awkward about the subject of sex. Is it not a natural act of living beings?
PapatymisonN: ... my kind of people.
PapatymisonN: I agree with you. Sex is nothing to be ashamed of.
PapatymisonN: I blame the Ishtarians.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, come on, Juan. Teach the alien woman how to love.)
Lithaladhwen: (YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO)
PapatymisonN: (He was put off by the brain invasion.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD)
T3chn0Namagomi: (PSYCHIC FTW!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (That, and you can tell she seems to be a particularly...distant...being in general. XP)
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah, but I bet she likes to be on top.)
DarkLordKelne: *Shrugs* Ashamed of no, but it's not the sort of mental imagery you'd want to be bombarded with, surely.
PapatymisonN: ... speak for yourself. ^_^
T3chn0Namagomi: It is simply what they are thinking.
DarkLordKelne: *Rolls her eyes*
Lithaladhwen: *returns from the alleyway, straightening his clothes* All right. Well, that was fun.
Lithaladhwen: *Zuzu comes out a moment later*
Lithaladhwen: *She's panting just a little*
Lithaladhwen: Well, there's one about four blocks from here.
Lithaladhwen: Nice darts set.
DarkLordKelne: IM: Why do I have this sudden mental image of him slipping into a cape and tights in there and canvassing the neighbourhood at high speed?
Lithaladhwen: (Because you want to see him in an anatomically correct rubber suit?)
PapatymisonN: Excellent!
DarkLordKelne: (Cerene: See? This is exactly the kind of awkward thought I
DarkLordKelne: (*I'm talking about.)
DarkLordKelne: Lead the way.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Fal: I do not see what is so awkward.)
PapatymisonN: (Juan: Rubber suit, eh? THAT has possibilities...)
PapatymisonN: Yes! On to the alcohol being paid for by another man!
DarkLordKelne: (Cerene: I will not take this as a challenge, I will not take this as a challenge, I will not...)
Lithaladhwen: Absolutely.
Lithaladhwen: *leads the way, dog close at hand*
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Lithaladhwen: (Ignore that.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *follows*
DarkLordKelne: *Likewise*
PapatymisonN: *juggles all the way there*
Lithaladhwen: IM: It's a good thing Juan is so wrapped up in his own need for attention. At least it means he isn't paying too much attention to me anymore.
DarkLordKelne: *Seems to be thoughtfully assessing the heights of various buildings*
Lithaladhwen: (In Common, as is all IM stuff now that he's with Common-speakers.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *probing...but not responding*
DarkLordKelne: IM: How would you do that without attracting an audience, anyway?
DarkLordKelne: IM: Maybe at night... Nah, then you wouldn't be able to see where you're going. Although Nekojin do have good night-vision...
Lithaladhwen: So, since I assume you're reading my mind, miss... what is your name?
Lithaladhwen: I don't believe we've been properly introduced.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...I am identified as Fal.
Lithaladhwen: Identified by whom?
T3chn0Namagomi: And you are known as Shigetomi Hideki, if I am correct.
PapatymisonN: People with no humour, obviously...
T3chn0Namagomi: Identified by myself.
Lithaladhwen: Fair. And what do you do for fun, Miss Fal?
Lithaladhwen: Aside from accepting alcohol from strangers.
T3chn0Namagomi: It would have to depend. Sometimes, I view literature in-depth. Sometimes, I simply observe the machinations of existence.
Lithaladhwen: *vaguely interested* What kind of literature?
PapatymisonN: IM: BOring.
T3chn0Namagomi: Varied historical accounts and records of arcana and demonology are such that I have had access to primarily.
Lithaladhwen: No fiction?
DarkLordKelne: Oh, so you're a scholar.
Lithaladhwen: (Good God. Would this be more interesting with Zea, or is there nothing to be done?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Don't forget. She IS a major lightweight. XP)
Lithaladhwen: (Hideki isn't going to get her drunk. I can't speak for Juan.)
PapatymisonN: (... he shall drink like a fish.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Heh.)
Lithaladhwen: *Oh, hell. They get there. There's booze and even darts.*
DarkLordKelne: *Has now mentally lumped Fal in with the boring people of the world who should try to live a little. This includes her brother, naturally.*
PapatymisonN: Good, good... dartboard and everything.
T3chn0Namagomi: I have not had exposure to anything that was identified as "fiction"--though I am interested in what that may be.
PapatymisonN: *takes position at the mark... but doesn't get the darts*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Sorry. It's sometimes hard to get an "exact" wording for her. ^^)
Lithaladhwen: Stories that you tell which are probably not objectively "true."
T3chn0Namagomi: Interesting...
PapatymisonN: Truth is relative, anyways.
Lithaladhwen: Characters who don't really exist, places you can't visit, events which couldn't have happened.
Lithaladhwen: That sort of thing, anyway.
DarkLordKelne: Feel like a game, then? More fun than just practicing on your own.
PapatymisonN: Oh, sure.
T3chn0Namagomi: I am intrigued by this. It sounds like the histories, except, as you say, they do not exist.
PapatymisonN: *pulls out three blades*
PapatymisonN: (Laaaaaaag.)
Lithaladhwen: *nods* They're narratives, but they don't have to adhere to the same version of reality that history does.
Lithaladhwen: You should look into it.
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods* I will indeed investigate this.
Lithaladhwen: I mostly keep poetry and myths, so I can't help you with that one.
DarkLordKelne: *Gets an idea, and fishes in her pocket for something.*
Lithaladhwen: Do you know what you would like to drink?
T3chn0Namagomi: *shakes her head* I do not know what is available for consumption here.
DarkLordKelne: *paper is produced, along with a pencil. Writing ensues.*
Lithaladhwen: *grabs a wine menu* You don't seem like a hard liquor type to me. Want to try something from this?
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods, looking over it--if she can read any of it, anyway*
PapatymisonN: Get her wine. Seems up her alley.
Lithaladhwen: *There's a side of the menu with Common descriptions. She can get all sorts of things, from a nice Chablis from the wild forests to a spumante from West Baron.*
Lithaladhwen: Are you eating anything?
DarkLordKelne: *Cerene seems to have a mischievous look on her face. Trouble brewing?*
PapatymisonN: ... what's that you writing, there?
Lithaladhwen: If you aren't eating, you should get something different.
T3chn0Namagomi: No, I am not eating.
Lithaladhwen: All right. Just get a chablis. It's a good mild one that's easy on your mouth. Not like a chianti that'll kick you in the face if you don't have a good steak with it.
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods*
DarkLordKelne: *Finishes up the writing and swiftly folds it in half* Not just yet, Juan.
Lithaladhwen: (Yay for drinks that are over 12% alcohol as a rule.)
Lithaladhwen: (Beer is for pansies.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I like champagne, personally. ^.^)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Tastes good.)
Lithaladhwen: (It does. It's a light wine.)
DarkLordKelne: *Places it in front of Fal* Say, Fal, what do you make of this?
Lithaladhwen: *orders a chablis for Fal and a pinot noir for himself to go with some beef tataki*
PapatymisonN: (I'm a rum man, m'self. It's what I really cut my teeth on.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks at what she put down on the paper*
DarkLordKelne: *The note reads 'do not read this note.'*
T3chn0Namagomi: I find it contradictory, and that the order itself on the paper appears to have no true weight behind it.
DarkLordKelne: (Fal: *Kaboom!* Cerene: Huh. I guess she really was a robot. o.o)
PapatymisonN: ... are you going to play or not?
Lithaladhwen: *to Cerene* I apologize, but I never asked your name.
DarkLordKelne: Yeah, that sounds about right. And I'm Cerene.
DarkLordKelne: *Heads over to collect some darts*
Lithaladhwen: Good to meet you Cerene. Do either you or Juan want something to drink?
PapatymisonN: I shall take... something with tequila and a paper umbrella.
DarkLordKelne: Just a glass of wine for me.
CGNakibe has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: If fruit is involved, so much the better.
PapatymisonN: (Hi Shaun. 2gen Nekonian bar.)
Lithaladhwen: (We're in a Nekonian bar. I'm the cat.)
PapatymisonN: (I'm the bisexual Roma juggler.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Creepy demon summoner girl!)
DarkLordKelne: *Turns and throws the darts at the board in quick succession*
OnlineHost: DarkLordKelne rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
DarkLordKelne: *Well, that's one on the edge of the board, and two others in the wrong place.*
PapatymisonN: ... Let's see what I can do.
Lithaladhwen: *orders another chablis for Cerene and gets some rum thing for Juan*
PapatymisonN: *and three daggers fly towards the board*
OnlineHost: PapatymisonN rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
PapatymisonN: o.o
PapatymisonN: *all 3 are in the centre*
DarkLordKelne: Okay, you win.
PapatymisonN: Well... I outdid myself. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: *golf clap*
DarkLordKelne: Good thing I'm not silly enough to play for money.
PapatymisonN: ... damn.
PapatymisonN: Well, NEXT time I'll hustle you.
PapatymisonN: *smacks his forehead* Hustle, Juan... never forget the HUSTLE...
Lithaladhwen: ...*chuckles*
Lithaladhwen: *the booze arrives*
Lithaladhwen: *Fal and Cerene end up with a nice mild white wine*
Lithaladhwen: *Juan gets some rum thing with an umbrella and juice in it somewhere under all the booze.*
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks at her drink for a couple of seconds, before sipping*
DarkLordKelne: *Sips at her own wine*
PapatymisonN: (Ooh. Blue Hawaiian?)
T3chn0Namagomi: *...and then practically starts downing the glass*
Lithaladhwen: (Uh...yeah, sure. Some Argovian thing.)
PapatymisonN: (Thinking same thing.)
Lithaladhwen: Hey, Fal. Easy on that. It's stronger than ale.
PapatymisonN: *driiiiink*
PapatymisonN: ... that's RUM, not tequila, but ... *driiiiiiink* I like it anyways.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Dammara. Am I going to have to take her home or something? She's really throwing that back.
PapatymisonN: A lot, actually... yum...
T3chn0Namagomi: *puts it down*
PapatymisonN: (Your font is showing.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *And...oh hell. She's ALREADY flushed as hell--her cheeks look almost as red as her eyes*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Saw. Fixed)
PapatymisonN: ...
Lithaladhwen: ....*curses in his own language* Easy there, Miss Fal.
PapatymisonN: IM: She is getting drunk at an alarming rate.
PapatymisonN: IM: ... ... and Juan decides to be picky.
Lithaladhwen: If you're feeling it now, don't have any more for about a half hour, okay? Please don't make me escort you home.
Lithaladhwen: *zomg protective male mode*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Wow, that's fast. *Studies her own drink*
PapatymisonN: *finishes his drink* Am I paying for my own from here on in, Mr. Shigetomi, or do I have a benefactor?
Lithaladhwen: You have a benefactor as long as you don't embarass me. *nods*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Doesn't taste strong. Then again, I'm not knocking it back like an orc.
PapatymisonN: ... just one more, then.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Yeah...that was just half a glass.* Eeasy?
Lithaladhwen: You shouldn't be feeling that just yet, and the fact that you are worries me a bit. So keep on your toes, all right?
DarkLordKelne: *Another measured sip*
T3chn0Namagomi: But...I find the taste to be...pleasant. *reaches for her glass to take another drink*
Lithaladhwen: It is. Just... sip it.
Lithaladhwen: You don't need to throw it back like it's milk.
Lithaladhwen: *self-conscious tailflick...yes he likes milk*
DarkLordKelne: Yeah, moderation's the key there.
PapatymisonN: Oh, moderation's for people who are afraid to have fun.
Lithaladhwen: Moderation is for people who can't always afford to have fun, Juan.
Lithaladhwen: *eats his beloved tataki*
DarkLordKelne: Yeah, but I like to remember the fun I've had the following morning.
T3chn0Namagomi: *takes a sip--that turns into a swig--before putting her glass down*
DarkLordKelne: Plus it's the sober people who wind up with the best blackmail material.
Lithaladhwen: Okay. I'm only paying for one glass for you, Miss Fal.
PapatymisonN: Oh, benefactor? Might I get ... oh, what are they called?
PapatymisonN: Tequila sunrise?
PapatymisonN: ... no, sunset.
PapatymisonN: ... wait, sunrise. Sunrise, yes.
DarkLordKelne: You're sure it's not a tequila high noon?
PapatymisonN: Quite.
PapatymisonN: (... wow. The wikias they make amaze me.)
PapatymisonN: (*finds a Wikibartender*)
Lithaladhwen: Go ahead and order what you want. Tell them it's on Shigetomi's tab. The one in blue speaks perfect Common.
PapatymisonN: Thank you, gracious provider... *heads that way*
Lithaladhwen: *sighs*
Lithaladhwen: IM: *thinking in Nekonian* I don't trust him around intoxicated females.
Lithaladhwen: IM: This is just no good.
T3chn0Namagomi: *takes another swig out of her glass, before trying to get up*
DarkLordKelne: Regretting not going basejumping, Hideki?
Lithaladhwen: No, on the contrary. I think it's a good thing I'm here.
Lithaladhwen: *goes to check on Fal, being the upstanding chap that he is*
T3chn0Namagomi: *before falling...*
Lithaladhwen: IM: When people drink I always end up being the diplomat and caretaker. Why is that?
T3chn0Namagomi: *...in this case, on Hideki.*
Lithaladhwen: *catches her, being the athletic ninja that he is...but looks profoundly uncomfortable*
Lithaladhwen: *puts her back into her seat* Why don't you sit down a second.
PapatymisonN: *returns with a drink with orange juice and tequila on top, grenadine on bottom*
Lithaladhwen: *glances to Celene, the only other person here who seems relatively sane*
DarkLordKelne: *shakes her head before making her way over to lend assistance if required*
PapatymisonN: (... Hideki speaks Engrish. :P)
T3chn0Namagomi: *seems to have been seated, though appears to be rather uncoordinated; unlike her normal, not-drunk self*
Lithaladhwen: *quietly to Celene* Could you help me keep an eye on her? She... quite possibly hasn't ever had wine before.
PapatymisonN: ... she's done already, isn't she?
Lithaladhwen: *snaps his fingers and Zuzu sits down solidly next to Fal*
DarkLordKelne: No problem. *Shakes her head* And people say elves are lightweights.
Lithaladhwen: *glances to Juan* I think she is.
Lithaladhwen: So, uh. Be a gentleman, would you?
PapatymisonN: *nods* My most challenging role ever...
PapatymisonN: *smirks* But I'll behave, don't worry.
Lithaladhwen: Thank you.
PapatymisonN: *nods*
PapatymisonN: *goes over to Fal*
PapatymisonN: You know, if you quit being drunk, you'd be quite the happy person...
PapatymisonN: ... so to speak.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Seems to have trouble just sitting*
PapatymisonN: *holds her steady* Easy now... no need to kiss the ground...
PapatymisonN: I'm certain it's quite dirty.
Lithaladhwen: *Zuzu is watching Juan suspiciously, even though her master is not*
DarkLordKelne: Probably not your type, either.
Lithaladhwen: (Nama, what the fuck is wrong with this girl?)
PapatymisonN: Yeah. I've dated floors like these. Expect itching down there.
Lithaladhwen: (Wow.)
Lithaladhwen: (What's her STA?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (It's in the negatives)
Lithaladhwen: (I see!)
PapatymisonN: (... damn...)
DarkLordKelne: (Cerene: Ah, the curse of the negative Sta. I know it well...)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yeah. -2)
DarkLordKelne: *Looking Fal in the eyes, fully expecting double-glazing.*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Yeah...something like that, as she flops over*
DarkLordKelne: *Makes to catch her.*
PapatymisonN: *catch*
PapatymisonN: *is propping her up, remember?*
PapatymisonN: *a floor like this took Juan's virginity, and he'll be DAMNED to let it happen to another sweet kid! ;_;*
DarkLordKelne: Okay, I think we need to get you home and into bed.
Lithaladhwen: (I thought that was Rosco the weightlifter in the next cell, Charles? >:P )
Lithaladhwen: I don't know where she lives. *sweatdrop*
Lithaladhwen: Miss Fal? Where are you staying?
PapatymisonN: (No no. That was just a glory hole situation. <.<)
DarkLordKelne: Yeah, I should've seen that coming.
T3chn0Namagomi: *barely looks over at Hideki*
Lithaladhwen: (Charles: I just looked up what that term means, and I'm horrified.)
Lithaladhwen: (That's so far beyond weird prison buttsex.)
Lithaladhwen: ....Crap.
Lithaladhwen: All right. Well. She'll be safe at my place. I know that for damned sure.
Lithaladhwen: ( This one's for you, Kae'oss. )
PapatymisonN: (... really? I know it's nasty, but WORSE than prison buttsecks?)
DarkLordKelne: Doesn't sound like we've got a lot of options short of summoning up the demon and asking it.
PapatymisonN: Did it speak?
Lithaladhwen: (Well, not psychologically. But it says more about his character or lack thereof.)
Lithaladhwen: It doesn't speak as far as I can tell.
DarkLordKelne: I don't plan to find out.
PapatymisonN: (... NEVER, Holmes. Understand? NEVER DONE IT. EVER. UnderSTAND that, PLEASE.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah, sure. Whatever, man. What happens in the slammer stays in the slammer.)
PapatymisonN: I'll carry her. If she walks, she'll fall flat on her ass.
PapatymisonN: *not seeing her protesting, just plain scoops her up*
Lithaladhwen: ...
Lithaladhwen: As much as I think this is... *facepalm*
Lithaladhwen: Minaru-sensei is going to kill me.
Lithaladhwen: Fine. We'll take her back to my place.
Lithaladhwen: (I also have to go relatively soon.)
Lithaladhwen: (Within about fifteen-twenty minutes.)
PapatymisonN: Minaru-sensei? Is that your... father, or something?
Lithaladhwen: No.
Lithaladhwen: Let's just go.
PapatymisonN: (AN' I AIN'T GAY, DAMMIT! I AIN'T DOWN WITH THAT SHIT! e_e)
Lithaladhwen: I'll take you the straight way that nobody uses.
PapatymisonN: After you.
DarkLordKelne: *Stands, intending to come along for moral support if nothing else*
Lithaladhwen: (Kae'oss: And you called Hideki a homophobe. Jeez.)
Lithaladhwen: *heads out, leaving plenty of money and giving the rest of his tataki to Zuzu*
PapatymisonN: (I ain't no damn homophobe. I ain't lettin' no one stick a piece of MEAT in me, either.)
Lithaladhwen: Juan, if you get tired of lugging her around, I can take over. I've... *slight tone of regret* ...done this before. More than once.
PapatymisonN: I have her.
Lithaladhwen: *pushes his hair out of his eyes and pulls his sleeves back to uncover one set of blades* I really don't think we'll have any problems anyway. *shrug*
PapatymisonN: *are they for throwing?*
Lithaladhwen: *They head down several main streets, past festive people at least as drunk as Fal is after her single glass of wine, etc.*
CGNakibe: (So they're never going to feed you the ham sandwiches in the hospital. Sadness.)
Lithaladhwen: (The blades are for wearing and slashing.)
CGNakibe: (Those sandwiches are good.)
CGNakibe: (One of the few things that aren't Bland or Tasteless)
Lithaladhwen: (He wears bladed bracers and shinguards.)
Lithaladhwen: (Speaking of which, I should note the AC from that on his sheet.)
DarkLordKelne: *Not really a blade person. More of a Kill It With Fire person.*
Lithaladhwen: (FIAR!)
CGNakibe: (Also: Hideki working on the Ginsu Knife look, eh?)
Lithaladhwen: *They arrive at a respectable-enough building, and Hideki sends his dog around the back to do a perimeter check*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Would be more of a "shoot it with arrow" person. Either that, or "magic it" or "have Immoral eat it". Or more than one, pending on her mood.*
Lithaladhwen: (Think about his family. He's sporting the "everything knife" look, except he hides them better than his master did in her day.)
Lithaladhwen: *He opens the front door, running his fingers along the inner edge of the door, presumably messing with something or other on the other side.*
PapatymisonN: *follows the Jubilation Lee school of combat*
Lithaladhwen: All right. You guys can come in. Just don't... try not to touch anything until I've got a lamp lit.
PapatymisonN: *which is, powerful, but FESTIVE!*
Lithaladhwen: (He fries VCRs and blinds robots?)
PapatymisonN: *nods solemnly*
PapatymisonN: (If either were in Gaera, yeah...)
DarkLordKelne: *That curiosity is certainly piqued.*
DarkLordKelne: (Cerene: *Light dawns* SPY! ... No, wait. NINJA!)
Lithaladhwen: *opens the door and heads in, leaving it open for the others*
DarkLordKelne: *She follows, taking the admonition not to touch anything seriously.*
PapatymisonN: *goes in sideways, so someone doesn't smoke their head on the doorframe*
Lithaladhwen: *He hurries over to the other side of the room and lights a lamp. Standing in the room against one wall very near the door is a severe-looking older woman with silvergrey curly hair. She watches the others.*
Lithaladhwen: Hideki-kun?
Lithaladhwen: Guests?
Lithaladhwen: Miss Fal is... too intoxicated to be left to herself, and we don't know where she lives.
Lithaladhwen: *Brief exchange in Nekonian ensues, and apparently the older woman agrees to this.*
PapatymisonN: >.>
DarkLordKelne: (Fal: Haha! My plot to discover your secrets has succeeded. *Thows up on the rug*)
Lithaladhwen: *Zuzu slips in the door behind them and goes to hang out with Hideki.*
PapatymisonN: Um... greetings?
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, I don't know you. You got a name?
PapatymisonN: Juan Goffredo Ovidio Domingo Messiah, at your servicee.
PapatymisonN: *-e
PapatymisonN: I'd bow, but I have a load to carry.
DarkLordKelne: *Gives a precise bow* Cerene Sonelle.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Toss her on the couch. She'll be fine.
Lithaladhwen: Nice to meet the both of you.
PapatymisonN: *lays her down*
Lithaladhwen: So. How many people are staying in my house?
Lithaladhwen: Just Miss Fal. And only until she's =lucid= and we can get her home.
Lithaladhwen: *sighs*
Lithaladhwen: All right. Can't have her wandering all over town getting herself abducted and beaten to death or worse or something.
Lithaladhwen: The rest of you... I don't know. I don't think I'm expected to shelter you.
PapatymisonN: Sensible conclusion, madam...?
Lithaladhwen: I... don't think that will be necessary.
DarkLordKelne: (Worse. Can you imagine what she might do trying to summon while intoxicated?)
Lithaladhwen: Sorry. Guys, this is Myrnal Shalienza. (OOC note: mer-NAHL, nor merrnl.)
Lithaladhwen: *waves* Hey.
DarkLordKelne: I'm fine. Got mu own accommodation all sorted.
DarkLordKelne: (*my)
PapatymisonN: As do I.
Lithaladhwen: Sugoi.
T3chn0Namagomi: *is out on the couch. Aww, how cute she looks when she's not all creepy-looking. XP*
Lithaladhwen: So, um. Yeah. Maybe you should ... you know.
PapatymisonN: And very nice to meet you, ma'am.
Lithaladhwen: Get on with that. We'll see to the girl.
Lithaladhwen: Nice to meet you, too.
Lithaladhwen: *more Nekonian is exchanged, presumably about Fal*
Lithaladhwen: Guys.
DarkLordKelne: Of course. Good to meet you.
Lithaladhwen: Thank you for making sure she got here safely. Made my job a lot easier.
PapatymisonN: But now it's time to get out?
DarkLordKelne: No problem. See you around.
Lithaladhwen: I don't like too many strangers in my house when I'm asleep. So yeah, Juan.
DarkLordKelne: *Takes the hint and makes her way out.*
Lithaladhwen: Sorry to boot you so soon, but get the hell out. *smirks*
Lithaladhwen: See you around sometime during the day, maybe.
PapatymisonN: *nods* Good to make your acquaintance again, benefactor.
PapatymisonN: *heads for the door* Stay festive.
Lithaladhwen: *little bow* Good to see you once more.
Lithaladhwen: I suppose I don't have to wish you the same. *smile*
PapatymisonN: Never. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: Cerene, Juan... see you later.
Lithaladhwen: *Zuzu follows them to the door.*
Lithaladhwen: (This RP is saved as "falthelush.htm.")
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD)
Lithaladhwen: <Hideki, Zuzu, and Myrnal>
Lithaladhwen: *</
T3chn0Namagomi: </Fal>
PapatymisonN: (My ass is tired.
PapatymisonN: _
PapatymisonN: )
PapatymisonN: </rp>
Lithaladhwen: (Mine also.)
Lithaladhwen: Thanks for RP!
PapatymisonN: Ass... SO tired.
Lithaladhwen: I had fun.
PapatymisonN: Always glad to oblige.
Lithaladhwen: Nama, thanks for letting us booze up your character.
T3chn0Namagomi: And now you know Fal's intolerance for alcohol isn't arbitrary. XP
Lithaladhwen: Yes, well. Fal is going to wake up with a doberman sleeping on the floor next to the couch to keep an eye on her.
T3chn0Namagomi: Besides. Seeing Hideki uncomfortable is already a hilarious thought.
Lithaladhwen: Myrnal's son is not used to having women literally fall all over him.
Lithaladhwen: So, yeah.
T3chn0Namagomi: XD
Lithaladhwen: The thought of Fal waking up there is entertaining as well.
PapatymisonN: ... Juan wants to see more of Myrnal.
Lithaladhwen: What is it with Hideki and platinum blondes?
PapatymisonN: Just so he's sure on something. <.<
Lithaladhwen: On what?
PapatymisonN: Attraction. He left too quick.
Lithaladhwen: She setting off his gaydar?
PapatymisonN: No.
Lithaladhwen: Ah, well. Maybe with time.
PapatymisonN: He needed to spend more than 3 minutes with her to know she's gay.
PapatymisonN: He'd pick it up sooner than most, though.
Lithaladhwen: I suppose if you don't already know she is, she just seems like some cynical old spinster.
DarkLordKelne: With knives.
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
PapatymisonN: And awesomeness like Bruce Wayne from Batman Beyond.
Lithaladhwen: Well, yes. And... right.
Lithaladhwen: Like that.
Lithaladhwen: *laughs*
DarkLordKelne: *chuckles*
Lithaladhwen: No heart problems, though. Just emotional ones.
PapatymisonN: Does she still beat on people with a walking stick?
DarkLordKelne: How many knives can one hide in a walking stick, I wonder?
CGNakibe: Charles?
CGNakibe: "I never thought I'd see Batman playing GOOD cop."
PapatymisonN: ^_^ Damn I loved that episode.
Lithaladhwen: Charles: No, but Shakti will start very soon.
Lithaladhwen: Charles: She already uses one in winter. God help us all when she's constantly armed with her pimp stick of justice.
CGNakibe: SWORDCANE
CGNakibe: CANESWORD
Lithaladhwen: Actually, I had a character that used one once. Virginia Fell.
Lithaladhwen: Damn she was a bitch.
Lithaladhwen: That was my first RP with our Charles.
PapatymisonN: It was LONG ago.
Lithaladhwen: I was all excited because I hadn't gotten up the balls to really talk to the oldbies whose RPs I'd been reading for months.
Lithaladhwen: Then I RP with one and he's not so scary.
CGNakibe: One difference from other folks.
PapatymisonN: I'm not? Really?
CGNakibe: We DO bite. if you ask. >:D
Lithaladhwen: Heh.
Lithaladhwen: Anyway. I need sleep.
Lithaladhwen: Thanks for RP, all.
PapatymisonN: Later.
Lithaladhwen: Thanks to our lurkers for lending silent support. We love you! *tears up*
Lithaladhwen: *logs and goes to bed*
PapatymisonN: *does the same*
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