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dragongurl4390: Welcome
Besyanteo: OK!
Deus Fio has entered the room.
dragongurl4390: YAY!!
Besyanteo: I heard Second Gen?
dragongurl4390: Indeed
Lithaladhwen: Oh, really?
dragongurl4390: yep
Lithaladhwen: Damn. Second gen I have not done in forever.
Besyanteo: Second it is then!
Lithaladhwen: Not since the epilogue for From the Ashes.
Besyanteo: <RP>
dragongurl4390: (Rolecall)
dragongurl4390: <Tenshi, Kuroi, Jade>
Besyanteo: <Feisal!>
AngeloState606: (Are we in Doma?)
blender_bunny@mac.com: (SOME ONE YOU'VE NEVER MET :D)
Zero has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Someone intro us up.)
dragongurl4390: ((Where are we?))
Besyanteo: *DOMA!*
AngeloState606: <Glykeria>
Deus Fio: (I...don't have a viable second-gen character, do I?)
Besyanteo: *In... The park, let's say*
Deus Fio: (Not unless Khassa is taking a trip up to Doma City.)
Besyanteo: *It's early spring, but it's still warmer than it's been in quite some time*
AngeloState606: (Yes; please, someone intro away)
Lithaladhwen: (I don't know, Spleen. Is she?)
Besyanteo: *Lots of people are out on blankets on the grass, feeding the ducks from benches,*
Deus Fio: (Well...Glykeria's here...)
Besyanteo: *Or just sipping Coffee in a Gazebo somewhere*
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Besyanteo: *And that's where our psuedo-angel boy is!*
Deus Fio: (Ducks? QUICK INVITE SPACEMAN.)
dragongurl4390: *Is here for reasons beyond most people's knowing*
Besyanteo: (He's busy)
dragongurl4390: *Chases ducks*
Lithaladhwen: (Mebbe.)
dragongurl4390: Ehehehehehe!
AngeloState606: (Indeed she is *wink*)
dragongurl4390: *Sitting on a park bench looking pretty*
Besyanteo: *Feisal is only about 5'8", with copper streaked blonde hair, silver eyes, and teeny tiny feather white wings that sprout from his back. Obviously Vestigal*
Besyanteo: *He's a little effeminate, but you can tell it's a man. Maybe 25.*
AngeloState606: *Is sitting on a rock, dipping her bare feet into the water*
dragongurl4390: *Sitting on the ground looking cute. Look at those big purple eyes and mussed silver hair! AWWWWW*
Besyanteo: *and he sips coffee. In a gazebo!*
Deus Fio: (I'm not going crazy, am I? Glykeria's your second gen Gunnir character, right?)
AngeloState606: (Yes.)
Deus Fio: (Yeah, all right. Khassa's here.)
Deus Fio: <Khassa Ramundar>
dragongurl4390: ((Tenshi and Kuroi know her, right?))
AngeloState606: (Yes, they do)
dragongurl4390: "OH LOOK!"
dragongurl4390: *Looks*
dragongurl4390: "Oh I say! Glykeria!"
AngeloState606: *looks*
dragongurl4390: ((Hope I spelled that right))
AngeloState606: Oh! Hello.
dragongurl4390: *Waves* *Jumps up and down, waving*
AngeloState606: I haven't seen you two in a while...
dragongurl4390: Tenchi runs over. "Hiiiiiii!"
dragongurl4390: *Walks over* "heh. IT's been a while, indeed."
AngeloState606: *laughs* Hello, Tenchi and...oh...Kuroi, right?
dragongurl4390: ((Sorry, Tenshi. I have a character named Tenchi too ><))
AngeloState606: (Doh!)
dragongurl4390: "You remembered. We feel honored."
Lithaladhwen: (Wow. Why?)
AngeloState606: Are you two having a good day?
dragongurl4390: ((I used to think Tenchi was how it was spelled, but it actually means something really cool, so it worked out anyway.))
Deus Fio: *Khassa enters earshot then, humming to herself.*
Besyanteo: (More importantly: Is Tenchi a normal human with the Weirdness Magnet disad?)
Lithaladhwen: (Does he have a harem?)
dragongurl4390: ((No, he's a Fae, and no he does not))
Besyanteo: (And will he turn into a super being later, and then never ever do it again?)
Lithaladhwen: (Oh my!)
dragongurl4390: ((Probly not))
Besyanteo: (Whee)
Besyanteo: *watches people! Sips coffee. Reads a book*
dragongurl4390: "Very good day, yes!"
dragongurl4390: "We have the day off."
Deus Fio: *This is a fairly common occurance for Miss Ramundar, who is a bit of a daydreamer.*
Deus Fio: *Today, we find her...*
Besyanteo: IM: Hm. ... I should apply at the academy. Erech won't teach me any of the magics I want to learn...
Deus Fio: *Completely free of ink stains!!!*
AngeloState606: *Ruffles Tenshi's hair playfully* I see that you are feeling better.
dragongurl4390: "Yes, ma'am!
dragongurl4390: "
AngeloState606: *Spots Khassa*
AngeloState606: Khassa!
dragongurl4390: *Both look*
Deus Fio: *As for what she does have on, she's wearing a blue dress down to her shins and matching sandals.*
dragongurl4390: *As does Jade, who has nothing better to do*
Deus Fio: Oh! Glykeria, you startled me.
Besyanteo: (Hm. I always forget clothes.)
dragongurl4390: "She's purty! Just like you Glykeria!"
AngeloState606: *blushes and laughs* Thank you, Tenshi.
Besyanteo: *Not that his clothes are aprticularly notable. As much as his other features look a little off for a human, his slightly worn out looking green tunic and black pants couldn't be more drab*
AngeloState606: Are you taking a miniature vacation from school, as well?
dragongurl4390: *A paw tugs on Tenshi's shirt*
Deus Fio: *She's not that pretty. She's not wearing any makeup, nor does she have any jewelry, and because of that, she looks rather plain of face.*
Deus Fio: Yes, of sorts, I guess.
Deus Fio: >_> Uh. Hello. My name is Khassa.
dragongurl4390: *Looks over*
dragongurl4390: "I'm Kuroi. This is Tenshi and...uh..."
dragongurl4390: "Jade."
dragongurl4390: "Jade."
Besyanteo: *he closes his book, slides it into a bag. He slings that over one shoulder, and goes to take a walk through the park*
Deus Fio: How nice to meet you all.
dragongurl4390: "You as well."
AngeloState606: *Remembers that she is still holding her leather sandles in her hand; decides to slip them on*
OnlineHost: AngeloState606 rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
dragongurl4390: *The one called Jade is young looking, younger than Tenshi. She appearers to be a Long in humanoid form from the furred forearms and paws*
dragongurl4390: "Will you play with me?"
AngeloState606: *hobbles a bit; her balance failing her slightly*
dragongurl4390: "Uh, sure!"
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AngeloState606: *Almost falls over, but manages to catch herself*
AngeloState606: IM: Thank goodness; that would have been embarassing...
Lithaladhwen: (I'm having a hard time keeping track of characters. I know Spleen is playing Khassa, Lenore has three, and Glykeria is here.)
dragongurl4390: "Don't go getting yourself hurt, Ten." *Holds out a hand to Stabilize Glykeria*
Besyanteo: (You've never seen Feisal before. :o)
Lithaladhwen: (Ah, yes. And Feisal, who is new.)
dragongurl4390: ((Jade is the ninja girl))
AngeloState606: *Is stabilized by the oh-so-dreamy Kuroi*
dragongurl4390: ((She doesn't have a profile up))
dragongurl4390: ((XD))
AngeloState606: Thank you.
Deus Fio: >_>? Glykeria, is everything okay? You seem as clumsy as I am today.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, yeah. The one who almost got her skin handed to her on a plate by Myrnal.)
dragongurl4390: "You're welcome." *Smile*
AngeloState606: *chuckles*
dragongurl4390: ((Yesh))
AngeloState606: I'm fine. Just having difficulties maintaining my balance, but I'm alright now.
AngeloState606: When do you head back to Gunnir?
dragongurl4390: ((Whom she will come back to when the time is right. Her Sensei just got murdered.))
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah. She...she can do that.)
dragongurl4390: ((She will, then))
AngeloState606: I'll be leaving tomorrow afternoon. I got special permission to miss a day of class...
dragongurl4390: "Can you tell me of this Gunnir
dragongurl4390: ?"
AngeloState606: Gunnir? Well, it's an academy for the arcane arts.
dragongurl4390: "My people have their own schools, so I don't know much of it."
AngeloState606: More simply, you go to learn how to use magic.
Deus Fio: The day after tomorrow. I'm on an errand for one of my professors, mostly because I'm the only one who cares about the little wrinkle of information he doesn't have.
AngeloState606: Really? What a nice arrangement.
AngeloState606: I just left to visit my parents. And here I am, standing in the park while Mother shops. *chuckles*
Deus Fio: It's an insignificant detail to a traditional mage, but it just happens that it's an important nuance I need for my geometry.
AngeloState606: Has your card magic progressed at all?
Deus Fio: I've been fiddling with reagents.
AngeloState606: *nods* Indeed. I do hope that works out for you.
Deus Fio: *doesn't hear that, lost in her own thoughts* Most of the ones I've been using up till now have been inorganic.
AngeloState606: Kuroi, do you practice magic?
dragongurl4390: "Indeed. All of my kind do. We're basically made of magic."
Deus Fio: I've been experimenting lately with the bloods of some magical creatures.
AngeloState606: Of course.
AngeloState606: You may find Gunnir a very interesting place...
AngeloState606: You know, non-students are welcome to visit the campus...
Deus Fio: It wasn't going well until I tried pulverizing some bone in with it.
dragongurl4390: *Raises a brow at Khassa*
Deus Fio: >_> <_<
AngeloState606: (Need a moment...)
Lithaladhwen: (Sensitive, jeez. No wonder people think Zea's weird.)
Lithaladhwen: (A little magical experimentation and people look at you sideways.)
Deus Fio: (It might be because of the experimenting, or it might be because she loses track of whether or not people are listening and starts to ramble.)
Lithaladhwen: (This chat is full of talkers anyway. No one who listens. Maybe I should play Hideki.)
dragongurl4390: *Flops on the ground*
dragongurl4390: *Pulls a throwing star out of her pouch and nibbles on a corner*
Lithaladhwen: (How old is Jade?)
ChocolateKitsune: (I'm off guys, thanks for the invite bes and sorry I couldn't contribute)
Deus Fio: (Later!)
dragongurl4390: ((9 ish. Maybe a bit younger.))
Lithaladhwen: (Seeya!)
dragongurl4390: ((bai!))
ChocolateKitsune: (*waves*)
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dragongurl4390: ((She's actually an orphan as well. I never read your thing before, I swear))
dragongurl4390: ((I rped her with Amanda as such a week ago))
Deus Fio: The annoying part of it, of course, is that I found out that the best thing for what I'm trying to do is dragon-blood, and that wouldn't work because dragons are intelligent and wouldn't take kindly to (cont)
Deus Fio: having me siphon off their blood.
Lithaladhwen: (Everyone is an orphan. The real question is how many people can do something interesting with it.)
AngeloState606: (BACK)
dragongurl4390: "Hvae you tried fae blood?"
Deus Fio: (Ake has two loving, aging parents.)
dragongurl4390: "You shouldn't need bone with it"
Deus Fio: Same problem.
dragongurl4390: "I'd donate some."
Besyanteo has left the room.
dragongurl4390: "How much do you need?"
Deus Fio: Uh...*sizes Kuroi up*
AngeloState606: *Looks over at Tenshi*
Deus Fio: (How big is...he? She? Can't determine sex from the name...)
dragongurl4390: *Walks back over*
Deus Fio: Well, the problem is that I'd need fae bone, too.
dragongurl4390: *Flops down at Kuroi's feet*
dragongurl4390: "I don't think so."
Deus Fio: *nods* I would.
Deus Fio: It's a consistency and flammability thing rather than anything having to do with magic.
dragongurl4390: "We're so magical by nature that you shouldn't"
AngeloState606: *Kneels down next to Tenshi and pokes at him playfully*
dragongurl4390: "Well, I use fire magic....you shouldn't have a problem."
dragongurl4390: *Bats at her finger like a kitten*
Deus Fio: Using fire magic doesn't make your blood more flammable.
Deus Fio: Trust me.
dragongurl4390: "Well, I can give you blood, but bone..."
AngeloState606: *pokes at him some more*
dragongurl4390: *Bat...Bat*
Deus Fio: Don't worry about it. There's nothing I can do with pure blood, and I'd need a large sample to run tests anyway.
Deus Fio: Most of the bloods and stuff I use I have the data for already.
dragongurl4390: "Alright."
Deus Fio: Thank you for offering, though. That was very kind of you.
dragongurl4390: "I know a draconian...."
Deus Fio: One with a femur to spare?
dragongurl4390: "Whou could give you blood and bone...just maybe not her bone."
Deus Fio: *shakes her head* By my calculations, it'd be pureblood dragon or bust anyway.
dragongurl4390: "She's A Dray'kin ."
AngeloState606: *lays down on the grass and stares up at the clouds*
dragongurl4390: "So really a whole different animal."
dragongurl4390: *Points out shapes*
Deus Fio: I'll just stick with inorganics and nonsentient magical creatures.
Deus Fio: I have some basilisk parts ready for testing.
AngeloState606: I see.....a cat.
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dragongurl4390: "I seeeeee....A DRAGON! Rawr!"
Lithaladhwen: (I'm going to go cook, and if I come back and the RP needs people at that point, I might jump in.)
AngeloState606: *chuckles* I seeee....a snake.
dragongurl4390: "I see...a...wolf."
AngeloState606: I see a foot.
dragongurl4390: "I see...a Long!"
dragongurl4390: *Glances over*
dragongurl4390: ((brb))
AngeloState606: Long?
Deus Fio: <_<?
dragongurl4390: "See? Big Snakey dragon!"
dragongurl4390: "WE ARE NOT SNAKEY."
dragongurl4390: *Looks over with wide eyes*
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dragongurl4390: *Growls*
AngeloState606: O.o
dragongurl4390: *Skootches up to Glykeria*
Deus Fio: (Yay for RPing with yourself?)
dragongurl4390: ((I'm good at it.))
Deus Fio: (Clearly!)
dragongurl4390: ((heh. I'm a writer. It comes with the territory))
AngeloState606: *Pats Tenshi on the head*
AngeloState606: Why don't you watch the clouds with us Khassa?
dragongurl4390: "I know I'll join you." *Sits next to Glykeria*
AngeloState606: Come on, Khassa. Let's see what you can find in the clouds...
AngeloState606: *grins at Kuroi*
Deus Fio: Oh, okay.
dragongurl4390: *Lays back*
Deus Fio: *adjusts the skirt of her dress and lays down.*
dragongurl4390: "I seeeee....a catfish."
dragongurl4390: "I see it too!"
AngeloState606: A catfish?? No no...that's an ostrich.
dragongurl4390: "An....what?"
AngeloState606: *chuckles under her breath*
dragongurl4390: ((I think I have to drastically lower tenshi's age. to like, ten.))
Deus Fio: Bat.
Deus Fio: Fish.
dragongurl4390: "Batfish?"
Deus Fio: No. Opposite sides of the sky.
dragongurl4390: "Oohhhh"
AngeloState606: I see the bat...
dragongurl4390: "I see it to."
AngeloState606: Wait...hold on...
Deus Fio: Not if you're laying like that, you're not.
AngeloState606: Ferret!
dragongurl4390: "I see an eye."
AngeloState606: What color is it?
AngeloState606: IM: Trick question!
Deus Fio: Unless you have good abstract reasoning and can rotate the entire sky in your mind's eye to see from the same angle as I, that is.
dragongurl4390: "See?" He points to it over Glykeria's shoulder. "It's a lovely grey color, like the sky after it rains."
Deus Fio: *hums to herself again, realizing dimly how odd the sentence that just came out of her mouth probably sounded*
AngeloState606: *smiles* You're right, Kuroi.
dragongurl4390: *Smiles*
AngeloState606: *Sits up* It's getting late, I think...
dragongurl4390: "I seeeeeeeeee....a cat. And string."
dragongurl4390: "Awwwwwww!"
AngeloState606: I...should probably find my Mother; I'm sure she's looking for me...
dragongurl4390: "May I walk with you?"
AngeloState606: *blushes* If you like...
dragongurl4390: "I would like that very much."
AngeloState606: *nods*
dragongurl4390: *Sits up, pulling leaves out of his hair*
AngeloState606: *laughs* Mine's probably a mess as well...
AngeloState606: *starts straightening it out*
Deus Fio: (Is this an out for you, or a scene change?)
dragongurl4390: "Here, let me help you."
Lithaladhwen: (Still cooking. =/ )
AngeloState606: (It'll be an out for Glykeria)
dragongurl4390: *He starts pulling leaves out of her hair gently*
Deus Fio: (So Khassa won't try and tag along. Gotcha.)
AngeloState606: Thank you.
Lithaladhwen: (I'll be back when I have strained my pasta and applied sauce to it.)
dragongurl4390: ((Okiday))
AngeloState606: IM: Don't be foolish, Glykeria...you remember Quillan...
dragongurl4390: "Not a problem."
dragongurl4390: ((He's no Quillian. Just for the record))
AngeloState606: So are you still enjoying working under...oh...I can't remember her name...
dragongurl4390: "Haku. Yes, she's wonderful. I wonder if she'll ever show age."
AngeloState606: (I'm sure he's not, but it's going to be difficult to convince her; she's been burnt pretty badly)
dragongurl4390: *Stands and offers a hand up*
AngeloState606: If her powers are as advanced as they seem, I'm sure she'll postpone it as long as possible...
AngeloState606: *Takes his hand*
AngeloState606: *and stands*
Deus Fio: I'll see you at school, Glykeria.
dragongurl4390: "I'm not sure about that...but she's like ice, never showing outward signs of the elements."
AngeloState606: Indeed, Khassa! Have a safe journey back to Guunnir.
Deus Fio: *stands up and brushes herself off - mercifully, her hair was saved, though it's not clear whether Khassa would have noticed anyway*
AngeloState606: (*Gunnir)
Deus Fio: *moves awkwardly in to give Glykeria a girly hug goodbye*
AngeloState606: *Girly hug*
dragongurl4390: *Kiddy hug*
AngeloState606: *Ruffles Tenshi's hair again* And I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon.
dragongurl4390: "You should come by the shop!"
AngeloState606: I'll try! *smiles*
Lithaladhwen: (back!)
dragongurl4390: "yay!"
AngeloState606: *Starts walking toward town*
dragongurl4390: *Walks by her side*
dragongurl4390: *Sighs and walks off, looking put out*
AngeloState606: Would you ever be interested in maybe visiting Gunnir?
dragongurl4390: "Yes, I think I would. It would be interesting to see how others learn magic."
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. So who's left and where are they?)
dragongurl4390: ((Tenshi is sitting in the park, and Jade is walking off, and Kuroi and Glykeria are walking together))
Deus Fio: (Khassa is standing around in the park looking doubleplusforlorn.)
AngeloState606: Oh...yes...of course.
Deus Fio: (I'ma go to the bathroom.)
AngeloState606: Gunnir is a wonderful place...
Lithaladhwen: (I know Khassa. She was there for one of Zea's schizophrenic episodes!)
dragongurl4390: "I would love to come. You'll have to show me around."
AngeloState606: *smiles* That would be wonderful.
dragongurl4390: *Smiles warmly*
dragongurl4390: *Jade finds herself wandering aimlessly, tossing a shuriken up in the air and letting it fall back to catch it.*
AngeloState606: *Reaches the edge of town* Well, thank you for escorting me.
AngeloState606: *laughs nervously* I...it was nice to see you again.
dragongurl4390: "Never a worry. Perhaps I shall come down to Gunnir soon."
Lithaladhwen: (Jade is a perfect example of why you don't give sharp things to kids. They go right into her mouth.)
AngeloState606: *looks at him with those big, glassy green-blue eyes* Perhaps.
dragongurl4390: ((Haha. Nervous habit. ))
AngeloState606: Well...good-bye, then.
AngeloState606: *turns and walks into town*
dragongurl4390: *Is tempted to kiss her, but resists*
dragongurl4390: "See you later!"
AngeloState606: *Disappears around a corner*
AngeloState606: </Glykeria>
Lithaladhwen: *A man on the street near Kuroi leans on a wall with one hand to his chest. With a grimace he slides down the wall and onto the ground.*
dragongurl4390: *Leans against a wall.* What a beauty..."
dragongurl4390: *Looks over* "Oh, gods. Are you alright?"
Lithaladhwen: *He doesn't respond. He looks like he's never going to do so.*
dragongurl4390: *He kneals next to the man and checks for vital signs*
Lithaladhwen: *Nope.*
Lithaladhwen: *Kuroi feels a fleeting impression that someone is nearby, which goes away as quickly as it came.*
dragongurl4390: "Oh, Gods..." *Tries to find out why he died, stab wounds, etc.*
Deus Fio: (I HAM BACK.)
dragongurl4390: ((YAR))
Deus Fio: (Also: I don't remember the schizophrenic episode of which you speak!)
Lithaladhwen: *No visible cause. In modern parlance, it's probable that he had a heart attack, as middle aged men will.*
dragongurl4390: *Doesn't want to stick around, but doesn't want to just leave him either*
Lithaladhwen: (Spleen: She was sitting on a couch muttering gibberish about all sorts of shit in that session where Amanda had the succubus-hunter cruising Gunnir.)
Deus Fio: (Oh, oh, right. Now I think I remember.)
dragongurl4390: "Help!" he yells.
Lithaladhwen: *A girl in her late teens with dark blue shoulder-length hair in long black robes materializes next to him.*
Lithaladhwen: There's nothing you can do.
Lithaladhwen: <Zea Mazuo>
Lithaladhwen: He's already gone.
dragongurl4390: He looks at her and nods. "Reaper, do as you will."
Lithaladhwen: I already have.
dragongurl4390: "What killed him? Was he poisoned?"
Lithaladhwen: I can't tell you that. However, if you want to take care of his body, I suggest you go find a guardsman.
Lithaladhwen: They'll see to it that his next of kin are found and located.
dragongurl4390: "Thank you." *He goes to do so*
dragongurl4390: *Pulls some bread out of her pocket and eats it. It was the last thing she could manage to steal. One lousy piece of bread...*
Lithaladhwen: *Kuroi finds the guardhouse downtown. It's right where it's always been.*
Lithaladhwen: *There are many guards there.*
dragongurl4390: "Excuse me!
dragongurl4390: *))
Deus Fio: (THERE ARE MANY GUARDS IN TEH GUARDHOUSE?!)
dragongurl4390: ((XD))
Lithaladhwen: *A man in a metal breastplate with a guard-insignia on it looks up.* Hey, you all right?
dragongurl4390: "Yes, I am, but there's a man in the street...I'm pretty sure he's dead."
Lithaladhwen: ....
Lithaladhwen: Guard: I...I see. Can you show me?
dragongurl4390: "Follow me." *He takes the guard back to the body*
Lithaladhwen: *The guard follows!*
dragongurl4390: "There. He's there..."
dragongurl4390: *Points*
Lithaladhwen: Huh. Well, son. You're right. Thanks for letting me know. I'll get him to a healer and we'll see if they can tell what happened to him.
dragongurl4390: "Thank you sir."
Lithaladhwen: Yup. *He swings one of the corpse's arms up over his shoulders and heaves him up off the ground.* Thanks a bunch. We'll see that it's taken care of.
Lithaladhwen: *The guard takes the body away.*
dragongurl4390: IM: I can't believe that...he just died! Right next to me! I better go find Ten...
dragongurl4390: *Dashes back to the park*
dragongurl4390: *Sits by the water, flicking it with her paw*
dragongurl4390: *Nibbling her bread. She has to make it last*
AngeloState606: *A certain white-haired elf happens to be wandering around the area where the man dropped dead*
AngeloState606: *Sucking on a cigarette and acting very nonchalant*
dragongurl4390: Kuroi was draging Tenshi home, happening to go past this point. he stopped and looked at the elf.
dragongurl4390: "Looking for something?"
AngeloState606: *Puff*
AngeloState606: No....*practically blows the smoke in his face*
dragongurl4390: *He snapped his fingers discreetly and the cigarette became engulfed in flame.*
AngeloState606: *Simply blows on it and it's back to normal*
AngeloState606: *Raises an eyebrow at Kuroi*
dragongurl4390: "You know a man died her, I'm assuming."
dragongurl4390: *here))
AngeloState606: Did he now? *puff*
AngeloState606: *Lets the cigarette just kinda hang from his lips while he pulls a small book out of his jacket*
dragongurl4390: "Indeed. Did you have something to do with it?"
AngeloState606: *Scratches away on the page for a good minute or so; almost as if he's taking notes*
AngeloState606: *puts the book away*
AngeloState606: *Squints an eye at Kuroi*
dragongurl4390: "You're not a very nice person."
AngeloState606: My aren't we presumptuous.
Lithaladhwen: (*cracks up*)
dragongurl4390: "Presuwha??"
dragongurl4390: "Nevermind."
dragongurl4390: "It's not a very nice thing to say."
dragongurl4390: "I already said he wasn't nice..."
AngeloState606: *Walks around the area, looking at the ground; kicking at rocks kneeling down and rubbing his fingers through the dust on the ground*
dragongurl4390: "What are you doing?"
AngeloState606: I'm...investigating.
AngeloState606: I'm from the guard. *puff*
dragongurl4390: "Investigating what?"
AngeloState606: They sent me to check out the area.
dragongurl4390: "Oh really?"
AngeloState606: It's...procedure.
dragongurl4390: "You don't look like you're with the guard to me."
AngeloState606: Looks can be deceiving.
dragongurl4390: "Aye..."
AngeloState606: *Blows a series of smoke-rings and pulls the little book out again*
AngeloState606: *mumbles something under his breath*
AngeloState606: So...what were you doing about...oh...20 minutes ago?
AngeloState606: *puff*
dragongurl4390: "I was at the park, with this boy and two girls from Gunnir."
dragongurl4390: "Mmmmmhm."
AngeloState606: At the park, hmm?
dragongurl4390: "Come on Ten, let's get out of here."
AngeloState606: *scratches something down*
AngeloState606: Now now. Suspects aren't allowed to leave the scene of a crime.
dragongurl4390: "Suspects?!"
dragongurl4390: "We didn't do nothin!"
AngeloState606: Indeed. *mumbles something else and Tenshi and Kuroi shuold feel an odd tightening around all their appendages*
AngeloState606: *As if they were being wrapped with strong ropes*
dragongurl4390: *Tenshi poofs out of the magical bonds and somehow unlocks Kuroi's*
Lithaladhwen: (Oh man! It's a contest of godmoders.)
Lithaladhwen: (Who will win?!)
AngeloState606: *Casts the spell again*
Deus Fio: (I'm gonna go. I got a chem lab to fuck around with.)
dragongurl4390: *He does it again. His magic is seemingly waaaaaaaaaay too strong for someone his age and size*
dragongurl4390: "Stop it! That's a dumb spell."
Lithaladhwen: (Hahahahaha battle of the senselessly powerful characters!)
AngeloState606: *Does it one more time; this time, summoning some rope and hogtying the two*
dragongurl4390: "Ten, hush!"
AngeloState606: Now. You saw you were at the park.
dragongurl4390: "You can ask the Long down there. She yelled at us."
AngeloState606: I should send you to jail right now for resistance of authority.
dragongurl4390: "We would just-""Ten! Bequiet!"
AngeloState606: *Takes a long drag on the cigarette*
AngeloState606: *looks down at the two again*
AngeloState606: Names.
AngeloState606: Now.
dragongurl4390: Kuroi Honou and Tenshi Namida, respectively.
AngeloState606: *Scratchity scratch scratch*
AngeloState606: Witnesses.
dragongurl4390: "Huh?"
AngeloState606: Who saw you?
AngeloState606: Witnesses, imbecile!
dragongurl4390: "The Long in the park, Gykeria and Khassa."
Deus Fio has left the room.
AngeloState606: *Scratch scratch*
AngeloState606: So, three people saw you poison Mr. Fissle?
dragongurl4390: ((Those are generally called Alibis.))
AngeloState606: *scratch scratch*
dragongurl4390: "No! I didn't even know he was poisoned!"
AngeloState606: *Inhale; exhale*
AngeloState606: What? You just admitted to it!
dragongurl4390: "Those are the people who saw me in the park."
AngeloState606: Changing your story now, are we??
AngeloState606: *Shakes his head* Oh dear my captain will surely have your heads.
dragongurl4390: "Don't put words in my mouth that were never there!" *The ropes burn away*
AngeloState606: *holds a hand up, stopping Kuroi from moving*
dragongurl4390: *Seemingly from sheer anger, not even a spell was cast*
AngeloState606: (el pause)
AngeloState606: *Looks at him with an eyebrow raised*
dragongurl4390: "You can't even do this. We're foreigners. AS in, not from this realm."
AngeloState606: Oh? I have every right to question guilty suspects.
AngeloState606: I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to take you and your little friend in.
dragongurl4390: "We aren't guilty! And you certainly have no reason to do that!"
dragongurl4390: "I reported a Death!"
dragongurl4390: "We wont go!"
AngeloState606: You were hanging around the scene of the crime.
dragongurl4390: "I paused momentarily to ask if you killed him!"
AngeloState606: *Puts the little book away*
dragongurl4390: ((I have to go in fifteen minutes))
AngeloState606: The sign of a guilty conscience. It's odd that you would ask a random individual if they killed someone, isn't it?
dragongurl4390: "No...."
AngeloState606: What if a little old lady happened to be walking by? Would you suddenly try to throw your guilt onto her as well?
AngeloState606: *Shakes his head*
dragongurl4390: "HE'S NOT GUILTY!"
dragongurl4390: And with that, they vanished.
Lithaladhwen: (If you have to go, then maybe they should go with the guardsman for questioning. :o )
dragongurl4390: It was as if Tenshi's anger had made them go away
dragongurl4390: And it was indeed because of this.
dragongurl4390: ((I can try to stay on for a while longer))
AngeloState606: *looks around; pulls out a fresh cigarette after snuffing out the other; lights up* Youth these days. *chuckles* So gullible.
Lithaladhwen: (Wow. This is why those two aren't philsys characters. They make no fucking sense.)
AngeloState606: *walks off*
Lithaladhwen: *Koravel hears a "psst" noise from behind him.*
AngeloState606: *Turns*
dragongurl4390: ((Yeah. Basically Ten got so pissed off that they were made to switch back to their own plane))
Lithaladhwen: (....right.)
Lithaladhwen: *It's that bluehaired girl who knows Koravel's son. She's smirking at him rather impertinently.*
AngeloState606: Well...Zea.
dragongurl4390: ((Rather, he made them))
Lithaladhwen: I'm flattered you remember me.
AngeloState606: How very nice to see you. *said ever so dryly*
PapatymisonN has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: (Howdy.)
AngeloState606: Did you happen to witness my performance?
dragongurl4390: *Has crept up through the streets*
PapatymisonN: (Who all's here?)
Lithaladhwen: They already reported the death to the guard. *head tilt*
dragongurl4390: ((Jade))
AngeloState606: *chukles as he takes a drag*
Lithaladhwen: Somehow they must have realized the situation was questionable.
AngeloState606: Somehow, indeed.
PapatymisonN: (... 2gen, huh?)
dragongurl4390: ((Yes))
Lithaladhwen: Kids these days. Smart as tacks, eh?
PapatymisonN: (Be there soon...)
AngeloState606: *Pats his pocket holding his book* I got what I needed.
dragongurl4390: *Watching*
dragongurl4390: *Froom the roof above them. Because she's ninja like that*
AngeloState606: Heard from my son lately?
PapatymisonN: *speak of the devil.*
Lithaladhwen: I don't talk to your son.
Lithaladhwen: Not regularly.
PapatymisonN: ...
AngeloState606: *More sucking on the cancer stick*
dragongurl4390: *Is behind Koravel now.* "Smoking is bad for you."
PapatymisonN: ... *tosses his own pack of cigarettes on the table*
Lithaladhwen: (Charles: We're out on the street.)
AngeloState606: (table?)
AngeloState606: (Yeah...)
dragongurl4390: *Vanishes again*
PapatymisonN: (Oh. Sorry. Caroline said Jade, and I thought JD.)
dragongurl4390: ((No, my character Jade))
AngeloState606: Hello, Son.
PapatymisonN: *on the ground then*
Lithaladhwen: *looks between the two of them*
Lithaladhwen: *deep breath* Lovely. All of my favorite people.
dragongurl4390: *Hangs upside down from the roof*
dragongurl4390: "And Me."
AngeloState606: *Seems to be amused*
PapatymisonN: Trust me, I'm the better company.
AngeloState606: I see you've taken up another of my bad habits.
PapatymisonN: And you KNOW that's saying something. *glares at him*
dragongurl4390: "Your dad isn't nice."
AngeloState606: *Blows some more smoke*
dragongurl4390: *Still hanging*
Lithaladhwen: I suppose it is, Quillan. And sadly... I don't doubt it.
AngeloState606: Now now, son. That's not a very nice thing to say to your Father.
Lithaladhwen: Your father has been busy today.
PapatymisonN: ... has he now?
AngeloState606: Me? Busy? Never...
AngeloState606: Always pursuing knowledge, you know me.
dragongurl4390: *Chews on ninja star*
PapatymisonN: *looks him square in the eye* With what, I wonder?
Lithaladhwen: *smirks*
AngeloState606: My, son, you are looking dashing.
Lithaladhwen: You know I'm not at liberty to say, Quillan. But he has been.
AngeloState606: Surely a chip off the old block, eh.
dragongurl4390: "Don't be such a suckup."
AngeloState606: Tell me. How's your mother?
PapatymisonN: ... Listen, Koravel.
PapatymisonN: You need to go. Now.
PapatymisonN: Or at least, not talk. e_e
Lithaladhwen: *snaps her finger at the little girl* Take that out of your mouth.
dragongurl4390: "Okay" *Does so*
AngeloState606: But we were having so much fun?
AngeloState606: (*!)
dragongurl4390: *Lands*
Lithaladhwen: *looks back to Koravel and Quillan*
Lithaladhwen: No fight to the death today?
AngeloState606: Are they taking good care of you at Gunnir?
PapatymisonN: ... if you stay... I'm GOING to attack you.
PapatymisonN: And I'm not going to stop until one of us is dead.
dragongurl4390: "He deserves it."
PapatymisonN: At this point? That's going to be me.
Lithaladhwen: *lays a finger on her lips to silence herself and smiles privately*
AngeloState606: Now, son. I could never hurt you.
PapatymisonN: ...
dragongurl4390: *Nibbles bread*
PapatymisonN: *PUNCH!*
AngeloState606: *Is punched*
PapatymisonN: Are ya sure?
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: *privately hurting OW MY FIST pain*
Lithaladhwen: *stands placidly while this goes on and buffs her fingernails on her cloak*
PapatymisonN: *hiding
AngeloState606: *Takes another drag on the cigarette*
AngeloState606: Did you like that, Quillan?
dragongurl4390: *Stands slightly behind Zea, feeling less safe on the ground*
PapatymisonN: No.
PapatymisonN: I'd much rather turn your brain to mush and deliver you to my mother so she can run you through.
Lithaladhwen: *looks down at the girl* Stay back. They're busy. Just watch.
AngeloState606: I see.
Lithaladhwen: They'll both feel better when they're done.
dragongurl4390: "M'kay."
AngeloState606: Surely after all these years she can't hate me so...
AngeloState606: After all, I did give her three sons. *smarmy grin*
PapatymisonN: e_______e You do not get to speak of her.
dragongurl4390: ((Smarmy Marmots!))
PapatymisonN: Do you understand me?
PapatymisonN: You don't even get to REFER to her presence. You are NOT worthy of it!
AngeloState606: *Takes one last drag on the cigarette and then throws it on the ground, stomping on it*
dragongurl4390: "He's mad..."
AngeloState606: *Then proceeds to blow the smoke in Quillans face*
AngeloState606: Of course, son. I understand.
Lithaladhwen: Don't worry about it, really. You'll be fine.
dragongurl4390: *She seemed to be very skilled, but all in all was just a child*
AngeloState606: I'll be on my way now.
dragongurl4390: "Promise?"
Lithaladhwen: *nod* I know these things.
AngeloState606: Do well at school, son.
dragongurl4390: "Okay."
PapatymisonN: e______e
AngeloState606: *turns and walks away, disappearing mid-step*
PapatymisonN: ...
dragongurl4390: "Showoff..."
Lithaladhwen: Well, Quillan. I can see where you learned your dazzling social skills.
PapatymisonN: errrrrrrrrrAH! *starts stomping on the cigarettes he tossed on the ground...*
dragongurl4390: "I don't like him..."
PapatymisonN: ...
dragongurl4390: "He was mean to those boys."
PapatymisonN: If I ever turn into him, kill me where I stand.
Lithaladhwen: *looks down* It's all right. It'll come back to Koravel eventually.
Lithaladhwen: *looks up at Quillan* I've been asked not to do things like that.
Lithaladhwen: So you live to die another die, I guess.
dragongurl4390: "Does one of you have any...bread?"
dragongurl4390: "Or...anything?"
Lithaladhwen: *Zea closes her eyes and casts a simple summoning spell to retrieve a marked item from her house.*
PapatymisonN: ... ... no... *all of a sudden, he holds his fist hand in paaaaaain...*
PapatymisonN: >.< Ow.
Lithaladhwen: *She hands the little girl an apple.*
dragongurl4390: *Looks up at Zea*
Lithaladhwen: Here. It's good for you.
dragongurl4390: "Thank you, miss!"
dragongurl4390: *Bows*
Lithaladhwen: My name is Zea. Go on now, and try to stay out of trouble.
dragongurl4390: *Takes a bite* Mmmmm...
Lithaladhwen: Y'all right Quillan?
dragongurl4390: "Thank you Zea...My name is Yu- I mean, Jade."
Lithaladhwen: *nods to Jade* Duly note.d
Lithaladhwen: (*noted.)
PapatymisonN: ... I'll live.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah.
dragongurl4390: *Looks at quillian,* "Can I help?"
AngeloState606: *And around the corner comes Annie in all her motherly glory*
PapatymisonN: >.< Not WELL, but I'll live...
AngeloState606: Quillan! There you are. I just had the strangest feeling...
Lithaladhwen: ...
PapatymisonN: He was here, Mother.
PapatymisonN: The Bastard was here...
Lithaladhwen: *head scratch*
dragongurl4390: *Bites into apple*
AngeloState606: ....
Lithaladhwen: *w* Jade, this is another "sit and watch" thing.
dragongurl4390: *w* Okay.
AngeloState606: (*and the next thing Quillan knows, he's thrown into a carriage and on his way back to Gunnir, double time*)
Lithaladhwen: (No way.)
AngeloState606: I see.
dragongurl4390: *Scoots back over to Zea*
Lithaladhwen: (He just got in one little fight.)
PapatymisonN: ... his face is HARD... >.<
AngeloState606: His face is...Quillan...did you hit him?
Lithaladhwen: (If his mom gets scared she can move him with his auntie and uncle in Bel Air.)
PapatymisonN: He dared to speak of you. *shrug*
AngeloState606: (*snicker*)
dragongurl4390: *Munchmunch*
AngeloState606: *A bit of color raises in her cheeks*
dragongurl4390: *w* Uh oh...
AngeloState606: Now, Quillan...hatred will get you nowhere...
PapatymisonN: Oh, and this is Zea. *thumbs a thumb at her*
Lithaladhwen: *awkward little wave*
Lithaladhwen: Hiya.
AngeloState606: Pleased to meet you.
PapatymisonN: My mother, Annie Rose.
dragongurl4390: *Silent*
AngeloState606: *smiles*
PapatymisonN: Feel free to yell at her for doing such a terrible job of raising me.
AngeloState606: But, I've told you before, if you see him, you are not to speak to him if you see him...
Lithaladhwen: Now, Quillan. Nothing so serious. I'm just curious... Why couldn't you have inherited her manners?
AngeloState606: *Chuckles a bit*
Lithaladhwen: Hello. Nice to meet you, Ms. Rose.
PapatymisonN: ... I wish I knew.
AngeloState606: I've asked myself that question MANY times, Miss Zea.
AngeloState606: *laughs*
dragongurl4390: *Waves a tiny wave with her paw*
Lithaladhwen: Quillan's not so bad. He just hasn't been yelled at enough. I do what I can.
AngeloState606: *shakes her head*
AngeloState606: Quillan.......if and when you see him...you do not speak to him. You do not acknowledge him. You leave his presence immediately, do you understand??
PapatymisonN: ... I can't do that, Mother.
PapatymisonN: He doesn't deserve to EXIST.
AngeloState606: You must, Quillan....
dragongurl4390: *Munch munch*
PapatymisonN: He should be resisted wherever possible!
AngeloState606: Do you not remember what I told you?? Your presence strengthens him...
AngeloState606: *Scratches her forehead*
PapatymisonN: It'll just make for a better battle when I defeat him. *nod*
Lithaladhwen: *baffled head-tilt*
Lithaladhwen: Wow. Right.
AngeloState606: *shakes her head at him*
AngeloState606: *takes his face in her hands*
dragongurl4390: *W* I'm confused.
AngeloState606: Please please please do as I say.
Lithaladhwen: *kneels down to be at eye-level with Jade*
dragongurl4390: *Looks away*
dragongurl4390: *W* Sorry...
PapatymisonN: ... I can BEAT HIM, Mother. And I'm letting him know I won't be swayed.
Lithaladhwen: It's okay, Jade. That's his mom. His dad is a jerk and his mom is trying to get him to stop being so frazzled about it.
Lithaladhwen: That's all.
dragongurl4390: *Looks back*
dragongurl4390: "Okay."
AngeloState606: *lets go of him*
AngeloState606: I love you, son, but NO. You CAN'T. You have barely started your education. You have so much to learn yet....
PapatymisonN: ... You put too much stock in him. Have you no faith in me?
AngeloState606: I...just....I need you to concentrate. If you feel you MUST defeat him in some future battle, FINE! But, in the meantime, stay AWAY from him...
Lithaladhwen: IM: This conversation would never happen in my family.
PapatymisonN: I will, Mother. I have to.
dragongurl4390: *Munch munch*
Lithaladhwen: IM: First of all, my mother would have killed him herself. Secondly, she has never yanked me back from what I needed to do.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Fucking surfaci. Weird people.
Lithaladhwen: IM: It's a wonder they keep order at all.
AngeloState606: *Closes her eyes* I know...I know.
AngeloState606: *kisses him on the forehead* Time to go back to Gunnir.
dragongurl4390: IM: This...Apple...is really tastey.
AngeloState606: Oh, and Dolan will be accompanying you....
AngeloState606: Just for the trip...
PapatymisonN: ... I'm having fun right now, m- what?
Lithaladhwen: Dolan?
AngeloState606: I'll have the carriage arranged shortly.
AngeloState606: Yes, Dolan. His brother.
AngeloState606: Have you met Dolan, Miss Zea?
PapatymisonN: *hand to face...*
Lithaladhwen: Yes. He's... he seemed like a very nice young man.
Lithaladhwen: IM: And about as smart as a bag of hammers.
AngeloState606: (Poor Dolan; he gets no credit)
Lithaladhwen: (Hey. She said he was a nice guy. No one asked her which was more important to her.)
PapatymisonN: (... he IS about as bright as a broken bulb...)
AngeloState606: Go to the cottage and gather your things, Quillan.
Lithaladhwen: Does he have to go just yet?
Lithaladhwen: He was going to help me with some research.
PapatymisonN: NO, I don't...
Lithaladhwen: I... don't attend Gunnir. So it's hard for me to commute.
PapatymisonN: I mean, NO I don't have to go.
PapatymisonN: Yes, I'm helping with the research.
AngeloState606: Fine. The carriage will depart at sunset.
dragongurl4390: *w* Reasearch?
Lithaladhwen: IM: You said I owed you one, Quillan. I can do this much.
Lithaladhwen: Well...
PapatymisonN: ... Mother... this is VERY INTENSE research...
Lithaladhwen: Sure. Never mind, ma'am. We can do it another time.
PapatymisonN: How many days till we'd be properly finished-
AngeloState606: My mind is set.
PapatymisonN: ...
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. If we could do it now, it would only be another day or so.
Lithaladhwen: But I guess that's not going to happen. We can wait for the next astral flux phase to come around.
AngeloState606: *shakes her head*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Magic-sounding bullshit GO!
Lithaladhwen: Which should be....
Lithaladhwen: ....*counts on her fingers*
Lithaladhwen: Six months?
PapatymisonN: It's a shame, too. Such good work we were doing...
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs*
AngeloState606: My appologies, Miss Zea. But I fear for his safety...surely you understand?
dragongurl4390: *Munch munch*
Lithaladhwen: You fear for his safety from his father?
PapatymisonN: Mother, Please! Be reasonable!
AngeloState606: QUILLAN!
Lithaladhwen: *holds up a hand to silence Quillan* Hold a second.
PapatymisonN: ...
dragongurl4390: *Wince*
PapatymisonN: IM: You better have something good up your sleeve.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Yeah. He totally deserved that.
AngeloState606: I. Mean. IT.
AngeloState606: Sunset.
dragongurl4390: IM: is this what mothers are like?
Lithaladhwen: Anyway. Are you worried about his father?
AngeloState606: I'm worried about Quillan being in contact with his father, yes.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I can tell just from eyeballing him that he's pretty powerful. But he's both otherwise occupied and not going to be able to bug Quillan in my lab.
AngeloState606: For many complicated reasons.
Lithaladhwen: My lab is in my basement, in my house, in another part of town. I can keep Quillan under control, if I have to chain him to the laboratory floor.
Lithaladhwen: Might do him good anyway.
PapatymisonN: IM: Oh you'd like that... masochist.
dragongurl4390: *Giggles*
AngeloState606: I'm sure of that, but school is in session, is it not?
PapatymisonN: Spring break.
PapatymisonN: Started Friday.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, what's her name is back.
Lithaladhwen: And that other girl.
AngeloState606: (Is there a spring break in Doma?)
AngeloState606: (Apparently)
AngeloState606: What's her name?
Lithaladhwen: (Sure!)
Lithaladhwen: One girl I know named Glykeria.
Lithaladhwen: And another one I've only met briefly.
AngeloState606: Oh, I see.
Lithaladhwen: I forget her name.
AngeloState606: Do you know Glykeria, son?
MajorGeneralTso: (...Does Gunnir have finals? And does it drive all the student insane?)
Lithaladhwen: (Yes.)
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: YOU know Glykeria?
MajorGeneralTso: (Great, I'll need that information.)
AngeloState606: ....what do you mean?
PapatymisonN: You implied you knew Glykeria.
PapatymisonN: I pray whatever god isn't bored right now that you DON'T...
AngeloState606: Zea mentioned some of your school-mates were here as well...
dragongurl4390: IM: Uh oh...
AngeloState606: ...Quillan why are you acting so strange?
Lithaladhwen: I research at Gunnir sometimes. I showed Glykeria how to read the astral.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know her all that well, but we've talked.
PapatymisonN: I'm FINE, Mother. <.<
dragongurl4390: *Munch munch*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'm really trying to cover for you here, you dumbass.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I wonder if James is like this with his mother.
AngeloState606: *Shakes her head*
AngeloState606: Fine. You can research with Zea for two days.
AngeloState606: Then you will spend the rest of your spring break at Gunnir.
AngeloState606: And Dolan will be riding with you to the campus.
PapatymisonN: ... fine...
Lithaladhwen: IM: Did what I could...
AngeloState606: *Gives him another kiss on the forehead*
Lithaladhwen: Thanks, ma'am.
AngeloState606: I must return to my shop.
Lithaladhwen: He's been a big help.
Lithaladhwen: It would be a real pain to continue without him.
AngeloState606: So very nice to meet you, Miss Zea.
AngeloState606: Please make sure he's safe...
Lithaladhwen: Great to meet you, too. Nice to know that Dolan isn't the only one in the family with social skills.
PapatymisonN: I will see you later, mother... IM: MUCH later...
AngeloState606: *chuckles*
AngeloState606: Bye!
AngeloState606: *waves as she walks away*
dragongurl4390: *Waves*
Lithaladhwen: *sighs and relaxes*
Lithaladhwen: Well. There.
PapatymisonN: ... *looks at Zea* I could kiss you, but I wish to live.
Lithaladhwen: Good call.
dragongurl4390: *Giggles*
PapatymisonN: Thank you, Zea. This will not go unrepaid.
Lithaladhwen: You went to keep an eye on James when I had to work, so I figure we're even.
Lithaladhwen: Don't worry about it.
PapatymisonN: ... very well. But still... I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
PapatymisonN: Cold and black though it may be. *smirk*
dragongurl4390: IM: Do hearts have bottoms?
Lithaladhwen: Hn. *smirk* Don't worry about it. I figure I give you enough shit to make you look good in front of your mother.
PapatymisonN: Ah, but is it not well-deserved shit?
dragongurl4390: IM: I wish I had a mother...
Lithaladhwen: It really is.
PapatymisonN: Which is why I am so appreciative.
Lithaladhwen: I bitch because I have hope that I'm not screaming at a brick wall.
Lithaladhwen: How was the trip?
PapatymisonN: Good, I must say. Gunnir is nice, and I'm learning much, but...
dragongurl4390: *Tugs on Zea's robes*
PapatymisonN: Somehow... I just like this town.
Lithaladhwen: 6_6 Yeah, Jade?
dragongurl4390: "Thank you miss Zea. But I have to go now. I hope I see you again someday." *Smiles*
Lithaladhwen: Sure. No worries.
dragongurl4390: *Leg hug*
dragongurl4390: "Bye!"
PapatymisonN: ...
dragongurl4390: *Ninjas off*
dragongurl4390: </Jade>
PapatymisonN: She's cute. What is she?
Lithaladhwen: Little girl. *shrugs*
PapatymisonN: Right. I try not to think they exist.
Lithaladhwen: They don't for long where I come from.
PapatymisonN: Cute overload, and all...
Lithaladhwen: But she seemed okay.
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PapatymisonN: Mm.
PapatymisonN: What's been up with you, I wonder... any dark deeds performed in my absence.
PapatymisonN: ?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, y'know. The usual. Stitching dead things to dead things and mixing in live flesh to blur the borders of physical death. You know how it goes.
PapatymisonN: ... cool.
PapatymisonN: Been working on benedictions, myself...
PapatymisonN: Mostly just to be able to undo what I do...
Lithaladhwen: I thought so. I'm having trouble with the inherent inflexibility of undead flesh, though. I mean, it gets so brittle and sloppy.
Lithaladhwen: Probably a good idea, yeah.
PapatymisonN: ... have you tried de-aging it? Bringing it back towards the point of death?
CelestinaStar has entered the room.
AngeloState606: (I love Koravel....maybe a little too much....)
Lithaladhwen: I'm no time mage. I can only do that with ghosts.
Lithaladhwen: (Hey Cel. Zea and Quillan on the Doman street in second gen.)
PapatymisonN: It's an idea, anyways... might make your flesh a bit more pliable...
CelestinaStar: (ohhay sweet.)
Lithaladhwen: Maybe. The thing is, I try to keep positive energy out of my lab. That and I don't cast it. *shrug*
Lithaladhwen: Generally once flesh is being animated by shadow energy, it's degraded by life energy.
Lithaladhwen: As a result, I would have to find something neutral like time magic to bridge the gap.
PapatymisonN: ... Gunnir must have time mages. I could probably find one for you.
Lithaladhwen: Might be a good idea at some point.
PapatymisonN: I try to have those every now and again.
PapatymisonN: ... how's your blue haired friend?
Lithaladhwen: James? James is... better than he was, I think.
PapatymisonN: Oh?
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. I was a little worried about him the night you guys all headed out. *shrugs* He wasn't acting like himself. I mean, he's still not.
Lithaladhwen: But at least I know why now.
PapatymisonN: That's good. Wouldn't want him doing something foolish.
Lithaladhwen: What do you mean?
PapatymisonN: Just saying... seems less than reprehensible, the fellow.
PapatymisonN: Shared his weed, after all. Can't be all bad...
Lithaladhwen: He's a good guy. *nods* Sometimes I think he's better than he thinks he is.
Lithaladhwen: But eh. *shrugs* I don't think about it too deeply.
PapatymisonN: *shrug* That's your choice, I suppose...
Lithaladhwen: So do you want to actually do some magical experiments, or should we head off in our separate ways and pursue individual infamy?
PapatymisonN: I am up for some experimentation, actually...
Lithaladhwen: I may take you up on that tomorrow.
Lithaladhwen: Where could I find you?
PapatymisonN: Oh. Meet me at the Jade Dragon at ... we'll say ten?
PapatymisonN: Or earlier. I'm fine with an early start.
Lithaladhwen: In the morning?
PapatymisonN: Mm.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, that'd probably be fine.
PapatymisonN: Good.
PapatymisonN: What will we be working on?
Lithaladhwen: Well, now that things are starting to grow again, I'm going to do some pretty boring checks of various plants to see which ones fit into certain categories of response to shadow energy so that maybe I can work with them later.
Lithaladhwen: But after that...
Lithaladhwen: James did get me a juvenile beholder that someone he knows found somewhere.
PapatymisonN: o.o A beholder... you're joking.
Lithaladhwen: Well, it's dead. But I'm going to see how many of its abilities are replicable in its zombie form.
PapatymisonN: ... huh. Intriguing.
PapatymisonN: Will there be dissection? ^_^
Lithaladhwen: Isn't there always?
Lithaladhwen: *grin
Lithaladhwen: *
PapatymisonN: ...I could kiss you again. You need to stop doing that...
Lithaladhwen: I... that really isn't necessary. Promise.
PapatymisonN: I know. But, DAMMIT, stop appealing to me! I'll begin to think there's friendship between us.
PapatymisonN: *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: Eh. I don't find you as objectionable as I used to.
PapatymisonN: I have my good days.
Lithaladhwen: At the very least you're not as bad when there's no one around for you to victimize. No one naive enough, at least.
PapatymisonN: ... you must admit, Glykeria was a rather easy mark. Not that I'd do it again, it's just...
PapatymisonN: She may as well have painted a target on her chest.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, no. I totally understand. It's not like I didn't screw with her head, too.
Lithaladhwen: She needed to learn. At her age she shouldn't have been so oblivious.
Besyanteo has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: Mm. She'll be better for it.
PapatymisonN: (Hey.)
Besyanteo: (j0)
Lithaladhwen: She will.
Lithaladhwen: She knows better now. She'll be able to take care of herself from here on.
Lithaladhwen: It's kind of an important skill, y'know?
PapatymisonN: Yes... I'm working on that skill myself.
PapatymisonN: ... in fact...
PapatymisonN: I'm working on a spell to make someone... well, I'll out and say it.
PapatymisonN: Explode.
Lithaladhwen: Heh. How?
PapatymisonN: There are chemicals in the average corporeal body that, if transmuted and mixed properly, could become combustible.
Lithaladhwen: Fair.
PapatymisonN: It's a high level spell, won't be able to use it for some time, but still... the prospect is tantalizing.
Lithaladhwen: (I'm 21.)
Lithaladhwen: (Right now.)
CelestinaStar: (this very minute? As in a happy birthday moment?)
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Lithaladhwen: Yeah, it's a neat avenue of research. I don't usually blow up my enemies because then I can't use what's left for anything.
Lithaladhwen: But nothing says it isn't useful.
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah. March 12th is my birthday.)
CelestinaStar: (hoshit. happy happy.)
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PapatymisonN: Well, I'll develop my poison spells too.
PapatymisonN: Preserves the body well, USUALLY. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: This is true. Unless you get something really cool that liquifies the spinal cord and things.
Besyanteo: (Belatedly: Chuck reminds me that I was consindering Biomancy, as a sort of subdivison of treansmutation, for a magic skill.)
AngeloState606: (Charles: Did you notice I finally joined Facebook?)
Lithaladhwen: (I think I friended you, Tara. Found you through Lex.)
AngeloState606: (I can't figure the damned thing out! I'm so used to myspace....)
AngeloState606: (Oh really?)
PapatymisonN: ... that's an idea...
AngeloState606: (I haven't looked at it lately because it baffled me so much...)
AngeloState606: (Shame on me)
Lithaladhwen: (Watch.)
PapatymisonN: (And Facebook is easy.)
Lithaladhwen: (Maybe I didn't get you.)
PapatymisonN: ... really? Liquefied spinal cord?
PapatymisonN: They'd... flop over...
PapatymisonN: I like that... ^_^
Lithaladhwen: *laugh*
PapatymisonN: Oh, I have to ask... you DID make up astral flux point, or whatever it is you said, right?
Besyanteo: (You know, it's much easier than that to kill someone.)
Besyanteo: (He could just fuck with their thalamus and raise their body temperature to 108 degrees. :o)
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, that was total crap.
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah, he could. Or fuck with their pH.)
Besyanteo: (True!)
PapatymisonN: Thought so. But it SOUNDED genuine.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well. She's not a mage, is she?
PapatymisonN: My mother doesn't know a cantrip from a coronary...
Lithaladhwen: Good. I was hoping that was the case.
PapatymisonN: Yes. She's quite intelligent, but she knows nothing of the arcane arts.
Lithaladhwen: *shrug* More'n one way to make a living.
Lithaladhwen: (Someone else needs to fucking play, BESYANTEO.)
PapatymisonN: Mm. Her jewel shop does brisk business.
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CelestinaStar: (I'll play... as soon as I get my second-gen character sorted. >_> I'm still learning the setting. :P)
Lithaladhwen: Jewels, eh? She sell any un-set?
Besyanteo: (Hm? Ah. A sec.)
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PapatymisonN: ... yes...
Besyanteo: (Hm. I have a couple different folks here...)
Lithaladhwen: Hm. 'kay.
Besyanteo: (Hyu, Feisal, Michael)
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 3-sided die: 3
PapatymisonN: For spells, right?
Besyanteo: *There's a garoujin, just a walkin down the street, singin- ... Wait, no he's not.*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. I was considering using her as a source for spell components. I don't usually need foci like that, but you never know.
PapatymisonN: Oh, indeed. I'm thinking of using some myself... well, I WOULD if she'd actually let me have them for free...
Besyanteo: *He's on the youngish side, wearing a plain looking brown shirt and blue pants! His fur is dark brown, and eyes green. He's got a grocery basket in one hand, and his other is in his pocket*
PapatymisonN: How much could a diamond COST, anyways?
Besyanteo: (Remind me who you two are playying?)
PapatymisonN: (Quillan Rose.)
Lithaladhwen: Oh, man. I don't know. I don't buy things like that.
Lithaladhwen: (Zea.)
Besyanteo: (!)
Besyanteo: *And he looks over... * Oh. Hey, Zea! *wave!*
Besyanteo: *and he heads their way!*
Lithaladhwen: Hey! *waves*
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PapatymisonN: *gazes at the garou lazily*
Besyanteo: *It looks like he's got some wrapped meat in the basket. The magically inclined see it's been enchanted to stay cold. Maybe for another 3-5 hours, before it needs to find it's way to a cold box*
PapatymisonN: *is!*
Besyanteo: Haven't seen you in a while. How's things?
Besyanteo: (... :-( )
PapatymisonN: (She'll be here.)
Lithaladhwen: (There. I've been doing a thing.)
Besyanteo: (*nod*)
Lithaladhwen: Things are great. Job is going all right, and my roommate seems to have gotten over some bizarre incident involving time travel.
Lithaladhwen: How about you?
PapatymisonN: *has unthinkingly retrieved a cigarette, and lit it up*
Besyanteo: Alright. Just around, shopping. ... Thsoe roses you gave us are doing really well. They've split off into two plants now.
Besyanteo: Dad pratically looks like a hamadryad when he feeds them now. *pleasant smile*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, awesome.
Besyanteo: (No wait. Blood vines, not roses)
Besyanteo: (Meh, anyway!)
Lithaladhwen: I'm glad the vines are happy.
Lithaladhwen: The roses you gave me are just fine, too.
Besyanteo: IM: I'm almost curious about the time travel thing. Almost.
Lithaladhwen: Finally rebuilt my garden, which is a relief. Those helped.
Besyanteo: Awesome! Glad to hear it. Where did you put up your new garden?
PapatymisonN: IM: I must be chopped liver. Oh well...
Besyanteo: (Yes, the garou boy is oblivious! =D)
Besyanteo: (Speaking up at any point might help?)
Lithaladhwen: Well, I've been slowly trying to rebuilt it along with the rest of my house. The house was a higher priority, though.
PapatymisonN: *coughs roughly, the cigarettes affecting him*
Lithaladhwen: (Leave me alone. I made us a facebook group.)
Lithaladhwen: Careful, Quillan. That shit'll kill you.
Besyanteo: *looks over* ... Oh, sorry!
Besyanteo: I just totally ran over your conversation there, huh? >_>;
PapatymisonN: Oh, don't worry about it *coughhack...* We were talking about nerdy stuff anyways...
Besyanteo: ... Nerdy stuff.../
Besyanteo: ?*
PapatymisonN: Magicks, and whatnot.
Besyanteo: Ah...
Besyanteo: I never really trained in it, but I always thought it was interesting. o.o
Lithaladhwen: I experiment with dead bodies, and Quillan is apparently curious.
Besyanteo: ...
Lithaladhwen: *to Quillan* But my garden got destroyed when a cult filled my house with explosive death energy.
Lithaladhwen: Thanks to Michael and his father it's doing much better.
Besyanteo: *little smile, while trying not to be bugged by the dead bodies bit*
Besyanteo: IM: She sure is candid.
PapatymisonN: ... good to know it's fixed.
Lithaladhwen: You and me both.
Besyanteo: I'd like to see it some time, if I could.
PapatymisonN: And yes. Quillan is my name. *extends a hand*
Besyanteo: *takes and shakes firml- OW! Strong hand! Strong hand!*
Besyanteo: Michael, of the Arrowfists! Pleased to meet you!
PapatymisonN: *nod*
Besyanteo: *then releases. Poor mage hand. :-( *
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: x_x *blacks out from the pain... that was his Punching Dad in the Face hand...*
Besyanteo: (Also: I wonder if the Arrowfists should be known lepers yet, or if it should wait a few generations?)
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: *did he fall?*
Lithaladhwen: ...
Besyanteo: (Chuuuuuck~)
PapatymisonN: *yep*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
PapatymisonN: (Sorry. RPGWW Facebook thingy.)
Besyanteo: *Catches him! ... but drops the meat, which opens. Damn.*
Lithaladhwen: *facepalm*
Besyanteo: ... What just happened? o_o;
Besyanteo: ... Shit! The steak!
PapatymisonN: v_v
Lithaladhwen: Wait. Too many bizarre things at once.
Lithaladhwen: What's wrong with Quillan and what about steak?
Besyanteo: *pulls him upright again, and very very lightly smacks his cheek a few times* Hey. Wake up. o_o;
Besyanteo: And... er.. My grocieries just fell open all over the cobbles... 6_6;
PapatymisonN: *wakes* GAH! Dear gods the pain... >.<
Besyanteo: *Yup. That sure is a steak on the street*
Besyanteo: ... You ok?
PapatymisonN: MY HAND IS ON FIRE...
PapatymisonN: ... SO NO!
Besyanteo: >_o;
Besyanteo: Ishtar, sorry! Sorry!
Lithaladhwen: ...
Lithaladhwen: Quillan.
Lithaladhwen: Suck it up.
Lithaladhwen: Gods.
Besyanteo: *lets go of him, assuming he can stand for himself*
Lithaladhwen: *grabs Michael's steak*
PapatymisonN: ... you are such a LOVELY PERSON, Zea...
PapatymisonN: *cradles his hand...*
Lithaladhwen: I know.
Lithaladhwen: But I don't heal.
Lithaladhwen: So I can't help you.
PapatymisonN: I get that... >.<
PapatymisonN: It's... It's no one's fault...
Besyanteo: Guess I need to be more careful. >_>;;
PapatymisonN: I'd forgotten how much hitting my father hurt...
Besyanteo: .. wha?
Lithaladhwen: What's so special about your father's face that it does this?
Besyanteo: *grabs the steak wrapper, to see if it still has it's cold enchantment atleast.*
PapatymisonN: I couldn't tell you.
PapatymisonN: It's probably just the fragility of my bones...
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: *says NOTHING*
PapatymisonN: I'm not built for hand to hand combat, alright?
Besyanteo: IM: Dramatic...
Lithaladhwen: Maybe you should work on that, if you're going to go around hitting people.
PapatymisonN: ... I... got caught up in the heat of the moment.
PapatymisonN: ... I'm going to get myself to a clinic.
Lithaladhwen: If you're sure that's necessary.
Besyanteo: Sorry, again. >.>;
PapatymisonN: It is. It's broken. And it's not your fault, Michael.
PapatymisonN: Blaming yourself attracts ticks.
Besyanteo: ....
Besyanteo: IM: Wha?
Besyanteo: *openly looks at him funny*
Lithaladhwen: *snicker*
PapatymisonN: ... never mind.
Lithaladhwen: Wow. What the hell.
Besyanteo: (And suddenly, overly thin, pasty emo boys make so much sense...)
PapatymisonN: I'm off.
Besyanteo: Bye...
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Um... I'll see you tomorrow.
Besyanteo: IM: ... Weirdo.
Lithaladhwen: Take care. Don't get yourself killed.
Lithaladhwen: I'm off duty now.
PapatymisonN: *nod* I'll be patched up by then.
PapatymisonN: Don't take any wooden gil... *heads off*
PapatymisonN: (SLEEEPY. And a 5:30 start time at work.)
Besyanteo: *when he's out of hearing!* ... He's not serious, is he?
PapatymisonN: (Night kids.)
Besyanteo: HE can't be. o_o
Lithaladhwen: (Holy crap. G'night.)
Besyanteo: (Night)
Lithaladhwen: He's not. He rarely is.
Besyanteo: Ah...
Lithaladhwen: He seems more serious and important than he is. He does that on purpose.
Lithaladhwen: But how've you been?
Besyanteo: Pretty good. Had to get out of the house, though. Mom and Dad are acting funny.
Lithaladhwen: Really? How so?
Besyanteo: (I should really stop this. He's so an extension of his family to date. But I find myself doing it anyway.)
Besyanteo: Eh. They say weird things to eachother, and have this kind of odd tone... And then they'll sto ptalking for a while.
Besyanteo: I kidna wish they'd yell and get it over with.
Lithaladhwen: Ah. Yeah, my family is a yelling family. Maybe they're trying not to freak you out.
Besyanteo: Mmm.
Besyanteo: I'm thinking about getting a job. Or spending a year at Gunnir. ... Or something.
Lithaladhwen: Gunnir? Really?
Besyanteo: Yeah... I figure I have to have some magic potential. Mom was a priestess to Tunare, and Dad was a demon or whatever.
Lithaladhwen: *checks to see if he does*
Besyanteo: *A little! He could certainly learn some cantrippy stuff.*
Besyanteo: *Or, in terms of numbers, maybe a rank 2. Not astral sight for him.*
Besyanteo: (No*)
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs* You could probably figure something out. I mean, I wouldn't focus in it primarily if I were you. But no harm in trying.
Besyanteo: *he nods* It's something. I mostly jus wanna get out and do something.
Lithaladhwen: *smirk* Yeah, that's fair.
Lithaladhwen: Listen, you want to go someplace where you can set down your stuff?
Besyanteo: Sure.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know what James is up to, and my place is kind of out of the way. Uh... I don't know. Is your steak going to go bad?
Besyanteo: (And hopefully this is also a ploy to get other people to join. :o)
Lithaladhwen: (It might be YOU FUCKING LURKERS.)
Besyanteo: I have no idea. 6_6; *looks it over*
Besyanteo: *The enchantment's still on it, but it's also still a little dirty. You can clean those things though, can't you?*
Besyanteo: (*Has no clue, likely wouldn't bother. Eheheh.*)
Lithaladhwen: It'll probably be fine.
Besyanteo: (Hn. I could harass Chris to RP. He's the only person I know whose into second gen and might be avaliable that's not in here.)
Besyanteo: (*pokes him*)
CelestinaStar: (Yeah, I'v got to admit, for some reason, I am not feeling second gen. Maybe it's just me tonight. I think I'll keep watching, though. Sorry to flake.)
Lithaladhwen: (It's okay.)
Lithaladhwen: (Thanks for coming, though.)
Besyanteo: (Obviously something's got his attention, as he's not talking back right now.)
CelestinaStar: (You guys are fun to watch. :D You're all good players.)
Besyanteo: (... There we go. He can't play; He's doing something else right now.)
Besyanteo: (So we can either entertain ourselves, or call it a night)
Lithaladhwen: (Entertain ourselves.)
Lithaladhwen: (Fuck the lurkers, man.)
Lithaladhwen: (Holdin' me down.)
Besyanteo: (*challenges the establishment*)
Lithaladhwen: (Damn right.)
Besyanteo: (*Asked politely to leave the restaurant. ;-;*)
Lithaladhwen: Well, let's head to my place, then. If James feels like being social he can do that. If not, who needs 'im. *smirk*
Besyanteo: *he smiles back* Alright. Lead the way.
Lithaladhwen: *Zea pulls her hair out of the hoodparts of her robes and heads off toward the sketchier part of town.*
Lithaladhwen: Sorry about the neighborhood, incidentally. It's really the only place I can do my work in peace.
Besyanteo: *followfollow* Local authorities don't approve of your research?
Lithaladhwen: They don't really care. That's not the issue. It's more a question of available test subjects. Most of them have learned their lesson by now, but I used to get breakins.
Lithaladhwen: They... usually didn't leave the premises.
Besyanteo: ... Eh heh. That's one way to do it...
Lithaladhwen: Well, I figure anyone who wanted to break into my house when I still lived alone deserved what they got.
Lithaladhwen: (Are we going to rule that it's Falisara 12?)
Besyanteo: Oh, not questioning that.
Besyanteo: (I believe we agreed the motnhs matched up, yes)
Lithaladhwen: (Heheheh.)
Lithaladhwen: *stops mid-step*
Lithaladhwen: Holy crap.
Besyanteo: ... Eh?
Besyanteo: ...?
Lithaladhwen: ...nothing. I'm... eighteen.
Besyanteo: ...
Lithaladhwen: I've been here for over a year now.
Besyanteo: Ah...
Lithaladhwen: *blinks*
Lithaladhwen: Wow. I had no idea how long it had been since I left home.
Besyanteo: Oh. Wow. o_o I'd forgotten, you told me you're from Valth, right?
Lithaladhwen: No, my father was. I lived with my mother until I came here to find him.
Lithaladhwen: She's... a demon.
Besyanteo: Yeah, I met her.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I hate calling it "the netherworld." So dramatic.
Besyanteo: At that funeral, I think it was.
Lithaladhwen: *snort* Know her well?
Besyanteo: *doesn't seem to be putting 2 and 2 together*
Besyanteo: Not really.
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
Besyanteo: She flirted with me and the other body guards and then your got upset.
Besyanteo: And I sort of tagged along, since I'd done my job already
Lithaladhwen: (If he'd slept with Quinn, he'd know what she meant.)
Besyanteo: (HA ha, no.)
Lithaladhwen: This is true. It was mainly weird that she was flirting with James.
Lithaladhwen: I couldn't tell how much of it was on my behalf and how much was for sport.
Besyanteo: Mmm. >_>; She's...
Besyanteo: ... Unique.
Lithaladhwen: Heh. Yeah.
Lithaladhwen: Glad to have met at least a couple of people up here who haven't slept with her, though.
Besyanteo: ... I don't think I could ever sleep with a succubus. No offense or anything.
Lithaladhwen: None taken.
Lithaladhwen: Most of them aren't safe.
CelestinaStar: (brb)
CelestinaStar has left the room.
Besyanteo: (Zea: It's the clap. *sage nod*)
Besyanteo: *he just nods*
Lithaladhwen: Anyway. I grew up with my grandfather's family in the, uh...
Lithaladhwen: I hate this. It needs a better name than The Netherworld. Doesn't that just seem way too ominous?
Lithaladhwen: Do I look like I belong in The Netherworld?
Besyanteo: Eh. Not really. Then again,
Besyanteo: I've seen drawings of trhe celestial plane. Doesn't look too diferent.
Besyanteo: Just that most folks have wings.
KnightsofSquare: (Hey, I grew up in the Castle of Despair in the Hills of Madness. It's a pretty nice place, beautiful in spring)
Besyanteo: (=D)
Lithaladhwen: (How to get to Zea's house:)
Lithaladhwen: (Stay on this road here, past Dead Man's Curve, you'll come to an old fence, called The Devil's Fence. From there, go on foot till you come to a valley known as The Cathedral Of Lost Soap.)
Lithaladhwen: (Smack in the center is what they call Forgetful Milkman's Quadrangle. Stay right on The Path Of Staring Skulls and you come to a place called Death Clearing.)
Lithaladhwen: (Castle's right there. Can't miss it.)
Besyanteo: (I still have a boyhood fascination with castles. I'd love to have a character with one, but it feels so very cheesey.)
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Lot of demons do, too. But... I'm sure the celestial plane would be no more safe than anywhere else for me.
Besyanteo: *nod*
Besyanteo: (Fun fact: Jeridan has visited the Velestial plane as a demon;-)
Lithaladhwen: *As they progress though a seedy-ass neighborhood, they come to a slightly-tilted house. Zea stops at the gate and opens it for Michael while she checks her mail.*
Besyanteo: (They had to put a spell on him first so he wouldn't burst into flames)
Lithaladhwen: (Bet that went wel--yeah.)
Besyanteo: (I had so much fun with that.)
Besyanteo: *looks it over for a minute*
Besyanteo: IM: ... Suddenly I feel like my family is rich or something.
Lithaladhwen: Here. Hold on inside the fence for me.
Besyanteo: ... *does!*
Lithaladhwen: *takes her mail and walks ahead of Michael* It's fine.
Lithaladhwen: *unlocks the door* I just need to go first.
Besyanteo: ... Ok.
Lithaladhwen: I have... security.
Lithaladhwen: ...in my garden.
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: Anything like Dad's "security"?
Lithaladhwen: *points to the flower beds that just have new bulbs coming up*
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. Mine are very limited.
Besyanteo: *looks at them!*
Lithaladhwen: Mainly just bodies I keep there for storage.
Besyanteo: (JEridan's was the giant freaking fly trap of doom.)
KnightsofSquare: (There was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile)
Lithaladhwen: (I remember.)
Besyanteo: (Ah.)
Lithaladhwen: If they stay there long enough they fertilize it and bulbs do well. So I have some nice crocuses over my intruders' graves.
Besyanteo: ... *nods, not quite sure he wants to acknowledge that there's burried dead people in her yard*
Lithaladhwen: (Michael: Girls are weird. *nod*)
Besyanteo: (=D)
Lithaladhwen: *Zea opens the door and despite the boarded windows, the inside of her house is... nice! There's carpet and painted walls and it's clean. There are little baskets of different-colored dust and/or herbs about.*
Lithaladhwen: *She picks up a sock from the floor and gestures that Michael should head to the left.* Icebox in there. Your steak will keep for a little while at least.
Besyanteo: *he nods, and heads over!*
Lithaladhwen: *There's an icebox! It has a carton of juice and some carrots in it.*
Lithaladhwen: *The carton of juice looks like it has little toothmarks in the paper spout.*
Besyanteo: ... *puts the meat in. Does not ask.*
Besyanteo: IM: ... but they ahve lips. They don't ahve to bite...
Besyanteo: *Ok, maybe he does ask. In a way.*
Lithaladhwen: *When Michael comes out of the pantry, there's a little leafy...bunny...staring at him. Well, into the pantry at least. Hard to tell if it can even see. Its eyes look kind of dried out and blank.*
Lithaladhwen: *It looks dead, but it flicks an ear and a tiny leaf falls off.*
Besyanteo: ..
Lithaladhwen: (The zombie bunnies are, like, her trademark.)
Besyanteo: Zea...?
Besyanteo: 6_6;
Lithaladhwen: Michael?
Lithaladhwen: *peeks around the corner*
Lithaladhwen: You all right?
Besyanteo: ... There's a plant... rabbit... zombie.
Besyanteo: *restrains the urge to poke it*
Lithaladhwen: Oh. Him. Yeah, you can pet him if you want. He's fairly new so he'll hold up.
Besyanteo: ...
Lithaladhwen: Just don't dig too vigorously under the leaves.
Besyanteo: *on this note,*
Besyanteo: *What's it smell like in here?*
Lithaladhwen: *Like lavender! In fact, there are a lot of herb-smells from the baskets around.*
Lithaladhwen: *Lavender and basil, mainly.*
Besyanteo: *Ah, well then*
Besyanteo: *He does pet it, albeit gingerly*
Lithaladhwen: *The rabbit mindlessly submits to being stroked.*
Lithaladhwen: There. Everyone's getting along.
Lithaladhwen: Anyway, I'll be in the living room. I think there's laundry everywhere.
Lithaladhwen: Need to pick some things up.
Besyanteo: Alrighty...
Besyanteo: IM: Relax. Your dad's a freaking plant nut. This isn't so very different.
Lithaladhwen: (So. The lesson is that Michael and James and Zeiren like weird women.)
Lithaladhwen: (They all need to talk to more females.)
Besyanteo: (Ha. The difference is that Michael doesn't try to date them.)
Lithaladhwen: (This is true.)
Besyanteo: (I actually don't know what he should look for in women. Or if he should look for women. He feels pretty good right now focusing on other things.)
Besyanteo: *looks around!*
Besyanteo: *Because just standing here while she cleans would be boring*
Lithaladhwen: *The house is fairly clean, though as Zea said there are clothes and magazines strewn about. Some of the doors have little lines of reddish dust across the threshold.*
Lithaladhwen: *In the living room is a big table with a new-looking couch.*
Lithaladhwen: *Couple chairs. Usual.*
Besyanteo: *Huh. Let's examine that. The dust that is*
Lithaladhwen: *The point is that the house is shit outside and nice inside!*
Lithaladhwen: *But yeah, you can feel that the house is a little tilted if you stand still too long.*
Lithaladhwen: *The dust is dark red, and may in fact be made of ground up brick or cobblestone.*
Besyanteo: IM: Huh.
Lithaladhwen: *The thick lines of it across the doorways are actually pretty common in the house.*
Besyanteo: *brushes a finger across some of it curiously*
Lithaladhwen: *Does he break the line?*
Besyanteo: (Ha. I knew it. However, let's see...)
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 66-sided die: 7
Besyanteo: (Nope. Sideways stroke at the edge!)
Besyanteo: * **
Lithaladhwen: *Nothing happens. It feels dusty and brickish. His fingers have red dust on them now.*
Besyanteo: *he brushes his hands off, and goes to sit down in the living room*
Lithaladhwen: *Zea comes into the living room, presumably having finished tidying.*
Besyanteo: Hey.
Lithaladhwen: *She's followed by the zombie bunny. And one that may be a ferret or weasel of some sort.*
Lithaladhwen: Hey.
Besyanteo: ... I noticed you've got some kind of dust around your doors. ... Like, all of them.
Besyanteo: Is it special?
Lithaladhwen: Oh. Yeah. That's to keep the house compartmentalized. Keeps ghosts from migrating about, and to some extent limits the movements of my smaller undead.
Besyanteo: Ah...
Lithaladhwen: Like these guys. *points down to the critters at her feet*
Besyanteo: IM: Glad I didn't meass with it too much.
Lithaladhwen: You aren't bothered by ghosts, are you?
Besyanteo: Eh. I dunno, never met one.
Besyanteo: Are they still just people?
Lithaladhwen: More or less. You want to talk to them?
Besyanteo: Eh, sure I guess. o.o
Lithaladhwen: Jezreel? You're here; I know it. Is James asleep?
Lithaladhwen: *This guy is sitting at the living room table now.*
Lithaladhwen: I'm sure I have no idea.
Lithaladhwen: Who is this?
Besyanteo: IM: Snazzy outfit.
Besyanteo: Michael. Good to meet you.
Lithaladhwen: Jezreel, this is Michael. Michael, this is Jezreel. He tried to kill me about a year ago.
Besyanteo: ...
Lithaladhwen: Now he gets to stay in the living room.
Lithaladhwen: *sullen scowl*
Besyanteo: IM: There goes that first impression.
Lithaladhwen: It isn't my fault no one had read my books.
Lithaladhwen: Except James.
Lithaladhwen: Yes, well. He's a good young man. Good to see that this generation still has some culture.
Lithaladhwen: And I heard the stories from the horse's mouth.
Besyanteo: ... Are all of your ghosts people who wronged you somehow? >.>;
Lithaladhwen: Well, I could hardly let an opportunity pass to educate you.
Lithaladhwen: And no, Michael. Some of us are full of simpering devotion to our little lady here.
Lithaladhwen: *sighs*
Besyanteo: *just kinda nods.*
Besyanteo: IM: ... Personally I'd just send him to hell or whatever.
Lithaladhwen: (But it's so much worse to be a ghost! Why should he get to pass on yet just because he's bound to a reaper?)
Lithaladhwen: At any rate. It's good to have met you. Have you read my books?
Lithaladhwen: Everlasting Shadow was the first, and a tour de force if I do say so myself.
Lithaladhwen: Zea, you should give him a copy.
Lithaladhwen: Uh...no.
Lithaladhwen: Your books are weird.
Besyanteo: I don't think so. I haven't heard of you before atleast. <_<;
Lithaladhwen: You would know.
KnightsofSquare: (So...he attempted to kill Zea because no one had ready his books?)
Lithaladhwen: (Among other things.)
KnightsofSquare: (Hmm, no one's posting in my thread. Time to kill Zea!)
Besyanteo: And I'm not much for necromancy. I gather that's probably what you two are talking about?
Lithaladhwen: (He's a ghost! They fixate!)
Lithaladhwen: It's a novel.
Besyanteo: A novel?
Besyanteo: IM: You wanted to kill her for a fucking fairy tale? o_o
Lithaladhwen: About elder gods and indescribable horrors of madness and all that good stuff.
KnightsofSquare: (A novel...OF THE DAMNED)
Besyanteo: (... XD)
Lithaladhwen: Like I said. They're not really your thing, I think.
Besyanteo: ... You thought right.
KnightsofSquare: (oh. So she has the ghost of H.P. Lovecraft bound in her living room)
Lithaladhwen: You are grossly oversimplifying it deliberately. You know I hate that.
Lithaladhwen: (Yes! Yes she does!)
KnightsofSquare: (I've...actually seen something very similar in another setting.)
Besyanteo: ... If she cared, would you be here? o_o
Lithaladhwen: No. No, she does care.
Lithaladhwen: If she didn't care she would have just forced me to pass on by now like she does all the others.
Lithaladhwen: But I get to stay.
Lithaladhwen: Yup.
Lithaladhwen: That's what you get.
Besyanteo: ... About that subject specifically. But ok.
Besyanteo: ... I don't think I've met this James you keep mentioning today.
Lithaladhwen: I do strongly recommend reading them. I know that they have copies in the Gunnir library and in a couple across Doma. I checked.
Lithaladhwen: James found the Gunnir copy.
Besyanteo: IM: Of course YOU reccomend it. o_ó
Lithaladhwen: See, the thi-- did I tell you about what Jezreel did?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, here it comes.
Lithaladhwen: You're so dramatic. You make so much of one little incident.
Besyanteo: You said he tried to kill you. That's about it.
Besyanteo: ... It has to do with the explosion, doesn't it?
Besyanteo: <_< ... >_> ...
Besyanteo: That thing with trying to make a death god or whatever?
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, uh... the people who destroyed my garden came to my house to kidnap me for a ritual Jezreel told them would work because of theology that he took out of his books.
Lithaladhwen: Which is why he says it wouldn't have happened if more people read his writing.
Lithaladhwen: Well, it's true.
Lithaladhwen: *pouts*
Besyanteo: ... More likely it wouldn't have happened if people weren't gullible and desperate.
Besyanteo: That's.... possibly the most simple minded reason to form a cult I've ever heard.
Lithaladhwen: Well, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between ghosts talking to you and your own ideas.
Lithaladhwen: The idea was... well, Jezreel? You want to tell them?
Lithaladhwen: *him
Lithaladhwen: *boredly* The idea was that the current pantheon had replaced a pantheon of elder gods, and that their stewardship was reaching its end.
Besyanteo: ... *smirks. Huh, why's that?*
Lithaladhwen: In order to contact the elder gods, it was necessary to tear apart Zea's aura and use her as a conduit.
Lithaladhwen: This was not successful, obviously.
Lithaladhwen: It wouldn't have been anyway. It was just something convenient to tell them.
Besyanteo: Ok. And the real reason you told them to do it is... what?
Lithaladhwen: Zea's friends and her *sneer* familiar ...put a stop to it.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, well. I wanted her dead.
Besyanteo: I know that. But.. .why? Simply because she simply didn't read yor book?
Besyanteo: (your*)
Besyanteo: (...-simply*)
Besyanteo: (damn you insert key)
Lithaladhwen: He told me all those stories when I was younger. The real problem is John. My familiar bullies the other ghosts. Jezreel gets the brunt of it, admittedly.
Besyanteo: (you fuck up my sentence structure)
Lithaladhwen: Jezreel was just being petty.
Lithaladhwen: And keeping me here isn't petty?
Besyanteo: ...
Lithaladhwen: No, it is. But I'm allowed to be petty when you try to kill me.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, pfah. Death. Who here cares about death anyway.
Lithaladhwen: You worship the figure and I'm a ghost.
Lithaladhwen: It's all the same to you isn't it?
Lithaladhwen: ...no.
Lithaladhwen: No it isn't.
Besyanteo: Wow. He really is just slime, isn't he?
Lithaladhwen: Heh.
Lithaladhwen: He's a ghost. They fixate and frequently lose all sense of prioritization and morality they once had. Don't you, Jezreel?
Lithaladhwen: Hmph. *disappears*
Besyanteo: ... Not a comforting thought.
Lithaladhwen: It's really not his fault. They stick around as long as he has, they degrade.
Lithaladhwen: It's my job to prevent and manage that problem.
Lithaladhwen: They cause complications for the living, and it's really pretty awful for them too.
Besyanteo: .. *nods*
Besyanteo: (That would have been faster,)
Besyanteo: (But you're filling my head with ideas.)
Lithaladhwen: You won't end up being like him. I promise.
Lithaladhwen: I wouldn't allow it.
Besyanteo: Heh. *he does perk up noticably*
Lithaladhwen: If I don't let strangers become ghosts, I certainly wouldn't see it happen to a friend.
Lithaladhwen: When you die, you'll be properly taken care of if I have to do it myself.
Besyanteo: We don't see ghosts all over, though... Does something special ahve to happen to them?
Lithaladhwen: Most don't manifest in a way that lets most people see them. Some just degrade away entirely until their essence dissipates.
Lithaladhwen: When they lose enough of their energy, they can't survive being processed without special procedures.
Lithaladhwen: I've been working on ways to replenish that energy so that they can be processed like the newly-dead and so far it's a risky but reliable process.
Besyanteo: *he nods*
Lithaladhwen: But it does work, and we are making progress. It's hard to get them all, because we obviously can't tell where they all are and process them simultaneously.
Lithaladhwen: *sighs* And more happen every day and... agh.
Lithaladhwen: It's a project.
Lithaladhwen: We'll get there.
MajorGeneralTso has left the room.
Besyanteo: Wow. I see.
Besyanteo: (And again, this is becoming all sorts of tempting.)
Lithaladhwen: (Ha. Sweet.)
Lithaladhwen: It's been my pet project for a while, but other people are picking it up and coming up with some cool ideas.
Lithaladhwen: So who knows! Maybe we'll find a better way to get the ghosts taken care of, and eventually figure out a way to prevent it altogether!
Lithaladhwen: That would certainly help.
Besyanteo: *he nods* Sounds admirable. ... I'd even like to help, but I don't know that I could.
Lithaladhwen: Well, if I think of anything I'll certainly let you know. Always happy to have help.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
Besyanteo: *he nods*
Besyanteo: *and then laughs a little as they do it in time!*
Lithaladhwen: *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: But they're not so scary and if you don't worry about them so much, ghosts generally won't bother you.
Besyanteo: Right... *he looks around casually* Not to be pushy,
Arch mage144: *Michael and Zea hear the sound of the front door opening and then slamming shut*
Besyanteo: but you said- *looks over*
Arch mage144: Hello? It's me, James!
Lithaladhwen: Hello! It's me, Zea!
Arch mage144: I guess if it weren't, I would've been slaughtered by zombies, or something, so announcing my presence is probably unnecessary.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Exactly. Someone would have told me. Come in here!
Lithaladhwen: We have company!
Arch mage144: What?
Arch mage144: *walks into the living room*
Besyanteo: *waves* Hey.
Besyanteo: *Garoujin! Described earlier. Need it again?*
Arch mage144: *Nah.*
Besyanteo: (And I recall James looks disturbingly like hornless Valgaav)
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow* Friend of yours?
Lithaladhwen: Michael, this is James. James, Michael.
Besyanteo: *nods in greeting!*
Arch mage144: ( He's on the right. )
Besyanteo: (Thougth so!)
Besyanteo: (Hm. Is he obviously related to Hak?)
Arch mage144: Yeah. That's me. James.
Arch mage144: (Not obviously, they look different enough.)
Besyanteo: (*nod*)
Besyanteo: IM: Huh. ... Sorta kinda familiar. Wonder from where?
Lithaladhwen: (They've met.)
Lithaladhwen: (James hissed at the fern.)
Besyanteo: (They have?)
Arch mage144: Oh, right. I remember you now.
Besyanteo: (... Ah.)
Besyanteo: ... Ah! Right!
Lithaladhwen: (Fern: *leafy with indignation*)
Arch mage144: Don't blame me for not remembering anything about you, though. >.o
Besyanteo: It's been too long. *wider smile now*
Besyanteo: Heh. I'm not surprised.
Besyanteo: I was the most normal thing around last time we met.
Lithaladhwen: You stilla re.
Lithaladhwen: *still are
Besyanteo: *chuckles*
Besyanteo: I like being "normal". It's tantamount to "unique" in this city.
Lithaladhwen: You're a rare creature indeed.
Arch mage144: Hey, Zea, we need to get more milk. We're running out. And while I'm thinking about it, I might have to go to the market and buy...I dunno, whatever else we need, since we can't live on basil and thyme.
Lithaladhwen: Uh... yeah, sure. We have carrots.
Besyanteo: >_>
Arch mage144: Yeah, but you feed those to the rabbits. It's a good thing someone around here keeps an eye on living things.
Arch mage144: Otherwise you'd probably forget to eat.
Lithaladhwen: ...
Besyanteo: You know,
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. I'm sure someone would say something.
Besyanteo: I did by extra.
Arch mage144: What, one of the ghosts?
Besyanteo: buy*
Lithaladhwen: Well, yeah. I'm no good to them dead.
Arch mage144: "Hey, Zea, it's me, Jezreel. By the way, you look like you're starving to death. Here, I made you a sandwich."
Lithaladhwen: *laughs* Okay, maybe not him.
Lithaladhwen: Not unless John made him.
Besyanteo: The steak, that is. I could just leave one here, and I can go fishing later or something.
Lithaladhwen: And Michael, I don't need to take your dinner. James apparently gets huge piles of inexplicable income, and we can buy groceries tomorrow.
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow* Steak?
Besyanteo: We met up at market.
Arch mage144: Yeah, yeah, we can buy our own steak. *quick headshake*
Besyanteo: And she invited me over. So, there's meat in your cold box.
Besyanteo: *nods!*
Besyanteo: *not going to press them*
Lithaladhwen: We are not taking your steak. If all I needed was meat I'd just carve up any number of the dead things around that aren't animated yet.
Lithaladhwen: But thank you anyway.
Arch mage144: I have an adequate allowance. *coughs*
Lithaladhwen: It's much appreciated.
Besyanteo: IM: Allowance?
Arch mage144: One of the few good things about hanging onto certain family ties.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well.
Lithaladhwen: I'm sure my mother would give me money if I needed it, but I think we all know it would come from friends of hers.
Lithaladhwen: And that's... usually too weird for me.
Arch mage144: Isn't that kind of like selling your mom as a whore so you can eat?
Lithaladhwen: *laugh*
Arch mage144: ...except...that she's...volunteering.
Besyanteo: All the time.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, and that her friends just tend to give her things. It's like they can't help it.
Arch mage144: Oh, you've met her, too?
Lithaladhwen: It's really weird.
Besyanteo: Yeah. She...
Besyanteo: was mourning at a funeral,
Besyanteo: and then started flirting with me. It was weird.
Arch mage144: ...I think I was at that funeral. So, how well do you know her? *fangy grin*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, Michael was there at the funeral when she was trying to get me to see how cute you are with your hair down, James.
Besyanteo: *looks about 17 here*
Arch mage144: *About the same, maybe a little older*
Lithaladhwen: *is eighteen today*
Besyanteo: *well then1*
Besyanteo: !*
Lithaladhwen: *so there*
Besyanteo: Heh... Admittedly, I don't know her well personally.
Lithaladhwen: Thankfully.
Arch mage144: Makes you a minority, as far as I'm aware.
Arch mage144: Nothing personal, Zea.
Lithaladhwen: James claims he doesn't, either.
Arch mage144: I don't!
Arch mage144: Not that well.
Lithaladhwen: *grins* Maybe.
Arch mage144: If you're done accusing me of sleeping with your mother, I have something to give you.
Lithaladhwen: Huh? What?
Besyanteo: *manages not to snerk*
Arch mage144: *digs into his pocket and produces a small sack* It's your birthday, isn't it?
Arch mage144: You know, the day you were born. Normal people celebrate these things as opposed to always being focused on when things die. *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: ....Yeah, but you didn't have to-- I mean...
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. I guess.
Arch mage144: So just take it and don't argue with me!
Lithaladhwen: I...okay.
Lithaladhwen: *blink*
Arch mage144: *SACK PROFFERING*
Lithaladhwen: *takes it and peeks inside*
Arch mage144: *there are seeds inside!*
Lithaladhwen: *what kind?*
Arch mage144: *Hard to say. They're fairly large. Zea probably doesn't recognize them.*
Lithaladhwen: ....
Besyanteo: (... must not make obviouscomment...)
Arch mage144: They're supposed to grow into some kind of carnivorous plant. I think you may have to either put them outside or be prepared to re-pot them.
Arch mage144: ...because it's going to get huge, or so I understand it.
Besyanteo: Heh. This is sounding familiar.
Lithaladhwen: ...oh, thank you! *she stands up on the couch and steps over the back onto the floor on his side to give him a hug*
Lithaladhwen: That's awesome!
Arch mage144: *goes rigid and unmoving*
Besyanteo: IM: ... Eh? What the hell?
Besyanteo: *his ears perk forward*
Arch mage144: Do note that when I say "carnivorous" I mean man-eating. *chuckles*
Lithaladhwen: *steps back and pours a few seeds out into her palm* I know!
Lithaladhwen: That's fantastic!
Besyanteo: *quietly* again, familiar.
Arch mage144: It seemed like the kind of thing you'd like.
Besyanteo: *this time it's less enthusiastic*
Lithaladhwen: Michael, I promise mine will be nicer to you than your father's. Or at least that I'll try.
Besyanteo: It's not that Dad's is truly out to hurt me,
Besyanteo: so much as ruin all my clothes. e.e;
Lithaladhwen: Well, we believe in clothes here.
Lithaladhwen: At least on company.
Arch mage144: Apparently they've been cross-bred with the Argovian blood-vine, or something, and are theoretically highly resistant to magic as a whole.
Arch mage144: Be careful with them. >_>;
Lithaladhwen: .....you're shitting me.
Besyanteo: IM: See, atleast Dad's can be rebuked...
Arch mage144: I'm just telling you what the guy I bought them from told me. I told him I wanted some really interesting plants.
Lithaladhwen: ....they've... with the... *big near-maniacal grin* ....this is fantastic!
Lithaladhwen: *James gets another hug*
Lithaladhwen: Just... holy crap.
Arch mage144: *looks vaguely awkward*
Arch mage144: *wings flutter*
Lithaladhwen: Well, come sit down you silly ass.
Besyanteo: (Wings? o.o)
Lithaladhwen: What else have you been up to besides buying me insane guardplants?
Besyanteo: (Meh, ah well. Not something that he'd react to)
Arch mage144: Yeah, sure. *flops lazily onto the nearest sittable object* You mean since coming back from Nekonia?
Arch mage144: (I figured the art made it obvious. *laughs* He has a triple set of dragonfly-like wings.)
Besyanteo: (I aparently was educated dumb and failed to notice them! If that makes sense. :o)
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. You ran off to another country and then came back and were... well, busy I guess.
Lithaladhwen: I guess some of that time was spent buying these.
Lithaladhwen: But I hadn't seen you today, so I was just asking how your day was. o_o
Arch mage144: I had some...things to take care of. Shit about the past. You know how it goes. And yeah, I had to find you a birthday present, since Darin told me it was going to be your birthday.
Arch mage144: Since you seemed to have forgotten.
Arch mage144: I have spent most of my day shopping for presents, to be most precise.
Lithaladhwen: Hey! I remembered! Like twenty minutes ago.
Lithaladhwen: Michael could verify it. He was there.
Besyanteo: She did. *he laughs*
Lithaladhwen: I don't have time mage godparents to remind me of these things.
Besyanteo: She literally froze in place and announced it was her brithday.
Besyanteo: (but spelled right)
Arch mage144: The man is practically omnipotent, as long as all his power needs to do is tell you people's birthdays and how long it will be until their milk goes bad.
Lithaladhwen: I guess those are both useful.
Besyanteo: (By the way: We now have no milk, but some very fine cottage cheese)
Arch mage144: I heard he once walked up to a pregnant woman and told her the date of her conception and how old her child was to the second.
Lithaladhwen: (Darin: That half-and-half in the fridge is about to turn. ....ah.... o_o ...there it goes.)
Lithaladhwen: ...why?
Besyanteo: (XD)
Besyanteo: ... He can?
Besyanteo: If I could do that, I'd want to tell people now and then.
Arch mage144: I...don't know, uncle Prentiss is eccentric. In a way that is completely different from most of the other eccentric mages I know are.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I mean... I could... I could theoretically do that, but no one I know wants to hear when they're going to die and I'm not sure it's a good idea to tell them anyway.
Lithaladhwen: Half the time I don't even check.
Lithaladhwen: Does he inspect every pregnant woman he sees for her estimated time of delivery?
Besyanteo: *he chuckles*
Lithaladhwen: Well?
Arch mage144: Oh...er...how should I know?
Besyanteo: It could be a neat party trick, if people thought you were kidding. Time of death and all.
Lithaladhwen: I guess. Sometimes it's useful in a fight. I know which people will soon be serviceable zombies.
Lithaladhwen: But parties... not so much.
Besyanteo: Eh. Guess I just have a weird sense of humor.
Arch mage144: Perhaps we should throw a party where you tell everyone when they're going to die as a means of keeping everyone entertained.
Besyanteo: Or I'm not taking it seriously enough maybe.
Lithaladhwen: That... I don't... I think they have those parties in Theice if nowhere else.
Lithaladhwen: I'll ask Nick.
Besyanteo: ... *quiets*
Arch mage144: Sounds fantastic. I'll invite uncle Prentiss. You can tell people when they'll die, and he'll tell them when they were born.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Yeah that's great. We've got it all covered now.
Arch mage144: *thumbs up* Going to be vastly entertaining, to say the least!
Lithaladhwen: Oh, yeah! *returns the gesture*
Lithaladhwen: So Michael? You in? You want to go to our crazy life-and-death party in the land of vampires and liches?
Lithaladhwen: It'll be wild, I swear.
Besyanteo: Heh. Sure. Just think of an excuse for why I'm gone.
Besyanteo: Dad's a terrible racist against most vampires. I think he'd disown me for willingly going there.
Besyanteo: *Is he kidding? Ah ha... maybe.*
KnightsofSquare: (Later: "This party sucks.")
Lithaladhwen: Really?
Besyanteo: (XD DAMMIT MIKE)
Arch mage144: *looks at Michael* You're not going to invite all your undead friends?
Arch mage144: You mean you don't have a whole group of walking dead you hang around with?
Arch mage144: See, I told you that was unusual. *glances at Zea*
Lithaladhwen: Hey! Most of my ghosts don't walk. They glide. >.>;;
Besyanteo: Eh heh. I guess everyone has to have some kind of personal failing. He's a little too perfect otherwise.
Arch mage144: I don't know if racism against vampires is the worst failing ever. Vampires are not typically all that friendly.
Besyanteo: But yeah. Vampires and alot of succubi. ... and...
Arch mage144: I can't say I trust them either. Most of them get jealous of my teeth. *grinning*
Besyanteo: Well, think of it this way:
Besyanteo: It's one thing when you don't like them for hurting people,
Besyanteo: but would you get mad if he met Quinn and punched her in the throat?
Lithaladhwen: I wouldn't need to be.
Lithaladhwen: She can take care of herself.
Arch mage144: I think he would suddenly be missing his own.
Lithaladhwen: But I see your point.
Lithaladhwen: I work with vampires a lot, but there's only one I really trust. The other I collaborated stole my research and tried to kill me like everyone else.
Lithaladhwen: *collaborated with
Arch mage144: Didn't you impale him, or something?
Lithaladhwen: No. Cut in nearly in half.
Lithaladhwen: IM: After we were done with him.
Arch mage144: That works.
Lithaladhwen: *awkward neck-scratch*
Besyanteo: Eh heh... IM: I need to stop wandering onto subjects I don't like.
Besyanteo: .. .So. You said you were gonna show off your garden to me?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, uh... well, let me answer your question with a question.
Lithaladhwen: Are you squeamish?
Besyanteo: (I should totally go to bed, but I don't want to. Coffee at 9 probably didn't help~)
Besyanteo: ... That depends.
Besyanteo: I've gutted deer and stuff, hunting...
Arch mage144: (Heh. I have to work tomorrow afternoon, so I can be up fairly late, but I don't want to be up until 4 AM or anything.)
Besyanteo: But I've never really seen a dead person.
Arch mage144: Even a walking dead person?
Besyanteo: So... I dunno?
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: No, no walking dead.
Besyanteo: Yet.
Arch mage144: IM: In retrospect, maybe seeing zombies and being used to their presence isn't normal, either.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I... uh... well, I usually have some things curing down there.
Arch mage144: IM: Unintelligent undead weren't allowed to walk around unsupervised at Gunnir, either.
Lithaladhwen: (Zombie leash laws? Do they need tags to prove they aren't carrying disease?)
Arch mage144: IM: There was always that one facutly member who was a lich. That guy gave me the creeps.
Arch mage144: *faculty
Lithaladhwen: Most of them aren't walking.
Lithaladhwen: Most are strapped down.
Besyanteo: (Tag: "Bleached 02/05/44")
Lithaladhwen: But they... they aren't entirely passive.
Arch mage144: IM: I can't believe they let him be on staff, but maybe that's just a closed-minded way to think about the situation.
Besyanteo: ... Well, may as well get my first look while they're not dangerous, right?
Lithaladhwen: Okay. I guess if Sorune could handle it you'll be fine.
Arch mage144: IM: That's an interesting yardstick. "The druid wasn't creeped out..."
Besyanteo: (hee. Poor Sorune. All the mean shit seems to happen to him.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yup. Zea was pretty sure initially that if he learned what she did in her basement he'd kill her.)
Besyanteo: (I think he's been violated by sayaijin alikes)
Arch mage144: Don't worry, nothing in the basement is going to hurt you...
Besyanteo: (Or else End is a mean bluffer)
Arch mage144: ...not with us around, anyway. Zea in particular has control of them. I just know how to slap them around if they cause trouble.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. They mind me for the most part.
Besyanteo: *just nods*
Arch mage144: I've been working on my rebuking since I've moved in here. You know. "Bad zombie! Bad! No brains!" And I hit them with a rolled up scroll.
Lithaladhwen: *laugh*
Besyanteo: *he chuckles as well!*
Lithaladhwen: They don't even know what to do with brains once they get them.
Lithaladhwen: They just mush them around with their rotted out gums and slobber them out again.
Lithaladhwen: They can't eat.
Arch mage144: Yeah, but it's kinda funny to wach.
Arch mage144: *watch
Lithaladhwen: Sometimes.
Besyanteo: Huh. Just a myth, huh?
Besyanteo: IM: Not funny.
Lithaladhwen: Pretty much, yeah.
Besyanteo: Well... Shall we?
Lithaladhwen: A lot of biting and tearing, but no swallowing, so it's not eating.
Arch mage144: Makes me hungry just thinking about it.
Lithaladhwen: .....well. Maybe we do need to go shopping before tomorrow.
Lithaladhwen: For brains.
Besyanteo: IM: Yeah, he definitely wants me to leave.
Lithaladhwen: *gets up and heads to the basement door in the hall*
Besyanteo: *follow!*
Arch mage144: After you!
Lithaladhwen: *It's a big turbo-reinforced wooden deal*
Lithaladhwen: *Zea unlocks a few padlocks and two chains and opens the door onto a downward-leading staircase.*
Lithaladhwen: *She heads down first, because James knows how to close it and latch it like a good mad scientist's assistant*
Besyanteo: *follow!*
Arch mage144: *Indeed.*
Lithaladhwen: *Zea gets to the bottom and at a command word the basement lights go from dim to bright. Next to the bottom of the stairs is a fishtank.*
Besyanteo: *filled with water and fish?!*
Lithaladhwen: *It has water in it! And kelp swaying in... something slightly more viscous than water.*
Arch mage144: Do not tap on the glass.
Besyanteo: ... *looks at it funny, wondering if something's wrong with his eyes*
Besyanteo: ... Didn't plan to.
Besyanteo: IM: I totally did.
Lithaladhwen: *There's an eel in there. It swims around like a normal eel, but its eyes have that same opaque look as the bunny did. It's dead. This, combined with the viscous liquid, make it very slow.*
Lithaladhwen: It can't zap you. Apparently it doesn't retain that ability.
Besyanteo: Huh.
Besyanteo: *moves on! To looking around the rest of the room that is*
Lithaladhwen: *Further into the lab are a series of three long black tables. There are also a couple of chairs along the walls fitted with leather straps. One is occupied by what looks like... well....*
Lithaladhwen: *It looks like a torso with the legs still attached to the knee. It does not have arms or a head or genitalia. It has forearms attached to it by the elbows, jutting palm-up into the air.*
Lithaladhwen: *Many of these have moss, vines, or even little tiny white flowers growing on them.*
Arch mage144: She's into bondage. *sage nod*
Besyanteo: ... *scratches his head*
Besyanteo: Do the plants help them keep...?
Lithaladhwen: The longer the plants survive, the closer I am to the aims of my research.
Lithaladhwen: And don't worry about him.
Lithaladhwen: He was long dead before I planted anything on the grafted limbs.
Besyanteo: Alright...
Lithaladhwen: They weren't growing in live flesh. They generally don't.
Besyanteo: It probably wouldn't have bothered me much if they did,
Besyanteo: after the bloodvines and all.
Besyanteo: IM: ... Somehow I expected to be grossed out more.
Lithaladhwen: *On one of the tables is the rounded, rather withered corpse of the beholder. All of its eyes are open and the tentacles on its head stick out stiffly from its body.*
Besyanteo: ...
Lithaladhwen: *It is attached by a few chains that reach from the table to hooks embedded deep in the beholder's flesh.*
Besyanteo: Is that a...? o_O
Lithaladhwen: That one I haven't gotten to yet. He'll have to wait.
Lithaladhwen: This is also a present from James.
Besyanteo: Ah... >_>
Lithaladhwen: Some mercenaries probably killed it or something.
Besyanteo: I was wondering about that. o_o;
Lithaladhwen: But I wanted to see if it was like the eel, if it lost its supernatural abilities when reanimated. This will obviously be a riskier project.
Lithaladhwen: Because if I can control him, I have a zombie beholder running wild.
Lithaladhwen: But I'm fairly sure he'll just sit there and waves his eyestalks at me.
Arch mage144: Yeah, they tend not to keep any of the more useful intrinsic powers.
Lithaladhwen: From what I've seen, yeah.
Besyanteo: *just stares at it a while longer*
Lithaladhwen: Also! I made something fun the other day.
Besyanteo: Hm?
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. I got into James' stash --I'll pay you back for that by the way-- and had an amusing idea.
Lithaladhwen: It was a lot more hilarious at the time, but it seemed like a good idea then and I had the parts floating around.
Besyanteo: IM: Alot of build up...
Besyanteo: What is it?
Lithaladhwen: *claps her hands* C'mere, baby.
Arch mage144: ...wait, wait, you did what, now?
Arch mage144: What did you do?
Lithaladhwen: *A little ball of claws and paws and crab legs and feet of all sorts propels itself across the floor toward them from under a table by clenching various sets of feet in a coordinated attempt at movement.*
Lithaladhwen: It's a football!
Besyanteo: .....
Besyanteo: (>XD)
Besyanteo: o_o;
Arch mage144: .....
Besyanteo: That's...
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: Ih...
Besyanteo: ...
Arch mage144: I'm going to stab myself in the face.
Besyanteo: o_o;
Besyanteo: ... What he said.
Arch mage144: What the HELL?
Lithaladhwen: What?! It seemed hilarious at the time.
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: Was alcohol involved? >.>;
Arch mage144: No, she was smoking, evidently.
Besyanteo: (Gunnir: And remember! Alcohol and magic always mix well! *hic*)
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. I told you I'd pay you back for that, by the way.
Besyanteo: ... Ah.
Besyanteo: o_o;;
Lithaladhwen: And at any rate, I think it was productive. I mean, look!
Lithaladhwen: Left!
Lithaladhwen: *the ball rolls left*
Lithaladhwen: Go to James!
Besyanteo: ... *gets OUT of the way*
Lithaladhwen: *the ball rolls over slowly toward James, little feet clenching*
Arch mage144: It's...I mean, I don't mind...you can...yeah, uh...
Arch mage144: ...*just looks at it*
Besyanteo: (This is too hillarious for words.)
Arch mage144: This is your definition of productivity!?
Besyanteo: (You need to draw this. XD)
Lithaladhwen: *it sits at its feet and curls its toes, uncurling them every now and again*
Lithaladhwen: (I technically stole this from Piers Anthony. I just made it undead.)
Besyanteo: (=D)
Arch mage144: Well then.
Lithaladhwen: Go back to your table! Go on!
KnightsofSquare: (I wasn't gonna use the black arts, but I was high)
Lithaladhwen: *the ball rolls back on its lumbering awkward way under the table where it waits to be commanded to do more rolling*
KnightsofSquare: (I wasn't gonna just use spare parts...but I was high)
KnightsofSquare: (Now I've got a zombie football and I know why)
Lithaladhwen: (Ha.)
Besyanteo: (=P)
KnightsofSquare: (because I was high, because I was high, because I was high)
Lithaladhwen: (I was hoping you were still in chat.)
Lithaladhwen: (That was mainly for you.)
Arch mage144: So...what are you going to do with it?
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: Do?
Besyanteo: o_o
Lithaladhwen: I dunno. Roll it around when I get bored.
Lithaladhwen: I think it's kind of cool. Maybe I'll bring it upstairs and let it play with the ferret and the rabbit.
KnightsofSquare: (oo! make it sticky and have a self-propelled undead katamari!)
Lithaladhwen: See what they do.
Lithaladhwen: You think I can teach it to climb stairs?
Besyanteo: (Doma: *rolled up into a star in 10 minutes*)
Arch mage144: If I wake up and that thing is...er...*searching for the right word* Playing footsie at me...
Besyanteo: ... *shudders. Which makes is fur poof up terribly*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, no. Come on. You know I don't let zombies in the bed.
Besyanteo: *He's like a brown puff ball*
Lithaladhwen: Michael?
Lithaladhwen: Are you okay?
Besyanteo: ... *Wow. Who knew that could get worse?*
Besyanteo: ... Uhm. Kinda?
Lithaladhwen: *In the back of the room, now that the football is gone, Michael sees a large herb garden and a bed of roses and phlox.*
Besyanteo: ... This kinda happens sometimes. It's, er,
Lithaladhwen: *There are also a few types of bulbs and lots of things that aren't in bloom yet.*
Besyanteo: ... Humans get goosebumps instead of this.
Lithaladhwen: I figured.
Lithaladhwen: S'why I asked if you were okay.
Besyanteo: *pats himself down*
Lithaladhwen: I keep my garden down here so I can have access to my materials.
Besyanteo: ... I was iamgining the football in a bed. Anyone's bed.
Lithaladhwen: Your roses are over next to the blue ones.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, yeah. No. I don't let zombies in the bed. In the bedroom at all, really.
Besyanteo: *goes to examine!*
Lithaladhwen: I don't even generally let John into the room.
Lithaladhwen: Not anymore, at least.
Besyanteo: *Does not ask!*
Besyanteo: Wow. Blue.
Lithaladhwen: *His roses have been doing well enough that they seem to have been divided once or twice! In between the stands of his bicolored roses are....BLUE ONES. Hooray.*
Besyanteo: We never managed to get a true blue at home.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, there's a trick to that. They can't be made through natural breeding.
Besyanteo: Ah...
Lithaladhwen: I had to hybridize them with pansies and irises.
Besyanteo: *he nods*
Lithaladhwen: Something in the rose doesn't let it be blue.
Arch mage144: Man, I still think those are pretty cool.
Lithaladhwen: I do, too. They're really one of my favorite accomplishments. Just the same, it isn't natural, so I can't really get a lot of legitimate credit for it.
Besyanteo: *he looks them over* Works alot better than what the vendors try, that's for sure.
Lithaladhwen: Well, like I said. Something in roses just won't let them be blue. But if you replace certain parts of it magically with some other plants and create a new one, after enough tries you can get bluish ones.
Besyanteo: *he nods*
Lithaladhwen: They're not viable except with other blue roses, though. So it's a delicate species.
Besyanteo: *he moves on, looking at other stuff more closely!*
Lithaladhwen: *Lots of herbs! Edible things that help to make the deathsmell go away a little.*
Besyanteo: (I actually forget what I made the roses she got from the family garden look like)
Besyanteo: (Other than they were more than one color)
Lithaladhwen: *The football shuffles away from Michael as he nears its under-the-table space.*
Lithaladhwen: (Yellow and pink?)
Besyanteo: 6_6;
Besyanteo: (Something. It faded from one into the other.)
Lithaladhwen: I think he knows you don't like him, Michael.
Besyanteo: (That might be it!)
Besyanteo: ... That's ok with me. 6.6;
Lithaladhwen: IM: I guess it would be a "he," despite the fact that there are female feet there.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I wonder if I should give it a name.
Lithaladhwen: What should I name him?
Besyanteo: (Football doesn't suffice? :o)
Besyanteo: ...
Arch mage144: You think it needs a name?
Arch mage144: It doesn't have ears, so what good would it do?
Besyanteo: Poddy?
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. I have plants with names. *points to a big tropical leafy thing in the corner* Like Oscar over there.
Besyanteo: (Foot, pod. Yarr. :o)
Arch mage144: You aren't allowed to smoke when I'm not around ever again. >_>
Lithaladhwen: I was thinking maybe Stanley. Stanley the football.
Lithaladhwen: Well, you left! And you didn't tell me where you were going!
Besyanteo: ... *ratehr than responding, examines oscer*
Lithaladhwen: I got bored and now we have another pet.
Besyanteo: (Oscar* rather*)
Besyanteo: (And I had to correct "examines" twice.)
Besyanteo: (=P)
Arch mage144: We needed one just like this, surely!
Besyanteo: (Finally getting a little sleepy.)
Lithaladhwen: *Oscar has big broad lobed leaves on long stalks. His pot is full of coiled up rhizomes.*
Besyanteo: (Rhizomes?)
Lithaladhwen: (Stem-roots. The kind that you can cut off and have grow into another plant.)
Besyanteo: ... "Stanley" can't go on the ceiling or walls, can he?
Besyanteo: (Ahh)
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. I hadn't considered it.
Besyanteo: ... Looks like Oscar's trying to make more of himself.
Lithaladhwen: You should take some of him home. I think he's getting a little cramped.
Besyanteo: Sure. ... Does he do anything strange, for a plant, though?
Besyanteo: We might plant it differently if it does.
Lithaladhwen: No. He just likes to have a lot of water and about medium sun. Too much and he burns, but he grows like crazy even when he's getting scorched.
Besyanteo: *he nods*
Besyanteo: May as well take a little now, then. *lets his claws on his right hand come out with a "snk",*
Arch mage144: Heh. So he's a normal plant. Aren't many of those around here...well, the garden is more or less normal, I suppose, but the lab sure as hell isn't.
Besyanteo: *and snips off a good sized rhizome. Looks like he's done this before.*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. I need more flowers outside.
Besyanteo: *Holds that in his left hand while he cleans his claws on his pant leg*
Lithaladhwen: I'm considering clematis.
Lithaladhwen: (Pretty pretty.)
Besyanteo: Heh. Gonna let them wander over your house?
Lithaladhwen: It might be nice.
Besyanteo: Oh, definitely.
Besyanteo: In another neighborhood, I'd suggest the fence posts...
Besyanteo: But you never know when some jerk would harass them.
Lithaladhwen: *nod* They're picky, is the only thing.
Lithaladhwen: So I'd have to really have time to sit and tend them like they need me to do.
Lithaladhwen: S'why I haven't done it yet.
Besyanteo: *he nods* And you can't just have the place blessed, sadly. It'd interfere with your research.
Arch mage144: Too much time spent working. *smirk*
Besyanteo: Right?
Lithaladhwen: More or less.
Lithaladhwen: And yes, James. I know I work a lot. I kept forgetting to ask for today off.
Lithaladhwen: I meant to, and then I forgot what I was going to ask. So I figured it couldn't have been that important.
Arch mage144: Wait, you can ask for the day off?
Besyanteo: (James: That's ok, I know how to get time with you. *goes out and rips someone's heart out*)
Besyanteo: (Zea: *appears!*)
Besyanteo: (James: *hands over* Happy valentines!)
Besyanteo: (Also: Thinking I should sleep now. Caffeine crash~)
Besyanteo: (... or sugar crash? I had alot of both. Eh heheh.)
Lithaladhwen: Well, I can ask for all kinds of things. I'm only part-time.
Lithaladhwen: And speaking of time...
Besyanteo: *he blinks*
Besyanteo: ... Oh, man. What time is it? o_o;
Lithaladhwen: It's getting kind of late and I may need to kick you out at some point, Michael.
Besyanteo: ... Heh. I was just thinking about that. ^_^;
Besyanteo: It's a long walk home anyway.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, no worries. *goes up the stairs to unlock the door*
Besyanteo: Thanks for having me, though! *follow!*
Lithaladhwen: *Michael hears latch after latch being undone*
Besyanteo: IM: ... Taht Beholder will have a hell of a time getting out, if it comes to that.
Lithaladhwen: *She opens the door and he's back in the land of the normal ground floor.*
Besyanteo: IM: Maybe Stanley will keep it at bay.
Lithaladhwen: *I mean, with a leafy zombie bunny and a ferret, but relatively normal at least.*
Lithaladhwen: (Zombie chimera fight!)
Arch mage144: (It'll get kicked in the eye, for sure.)
Besyanteo: (XD)
Besyanteo: *and, he heads for his groceries!*
Lithaladhwen: (Zea's zombies don't die of positive energy. They die of roundhouse kicks to the face.)
Besyanteo: (... Blah. You remind me how much I need to finish that Naga Culture piece and get it posted.)
Besyanteo: (That's going to be all kinds of interesting when I post it. XD)
Lithaladhwen: *locks the basement up behind them and sees Michael to the door*
Besyanteo: Seeya, Zea! And James!
Lithaladhwen: Thanks a bunch for coming by. You're welcome any time; just give me a heads up before you come and I'll get things in order for company.
Lithaladhwen: Putting away the test subjects and all. You know how it goe.
Lithaladhwen: *goes
Besyanteo: *he nods* Sure.
Lithaladhwen: Take care, and have a safe trip home.
Besyanteo: *he smiles* Thanks. *and... off he goes!*
Lithaladhwen: *closes the door as Michael leaves*
Lithaladhwen: *turns to James* Well that was nice.
Lithaladhwen: He's a nice guy.
Arch mage144: Yeah, I guess.
KnightsofSquare has left the room.
Arch mage144: *shrugs and wing-flicks*
Lithaladhwen: What?
Arch mage144: I dunno, I don't have strong feelings either way.
Arch mage144: *stretches out* I hope those seeds turn out to be as good as advertised. Like I said. Huge. Man-eating. Plants.
Lithaladhwen: Huge man-eating shadow-resistant plants!
Arch mage144: I'm sure you can figure out something interesting to do with that.
Lithaladhwen: I could make enormous things out of something like this, and still have a few left to keep the species going strong!
Lithaladhwen: I just... I just need a place to put them!
Lithaladhwen: I don't even know what I'm going to do. I have too many ideas.
Besyanteo: ("*... Of course, James was less enthusiastic a month later, sitting in the belly of the giant man eatting shrubbery.*")
Lithaladhwen: Y'know, we also need to have Solis over. We never see him any more.
Lithaladhwen: And Sorune.
Lithaladhwen: And my damned father.
Arch mage144: Yeah, sure, why not?
Lithaladhwen: We just need to have guests.
Besyanteo: (Throw a party!)
Lithaladhwen: (Crazy Doman dance party!)
Besyanteo: (... Not a life-death party!)
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow* Zeke? Hah. That'd be entertaining. Haven't spoken to him in a while.
Lithaladhwen: (Who is eating zombies? PLANT is eating zombies!)
Lithaladhwen: (Oh no!)
Besyanteo: (Night guys. =D)
Lithaladhwen: Neither have I. Not since before the...uh... crap. I wonder if he knows about all that stuff.
Lithaladhwen: (G'night! Thank you for playing!)
Besyanteo: (Sure!)
Arch mage144: (Later!)
Besyanteo has left the room.
Arch mage144: *shrug* Don't look at me.
Lithaladhwen: ....this could be awkward.
Lithaladhwen: But that doesn't matter. We should resolve to have more company over. *nodnod*
Lithaladhwen: And now I'm beat. I've done reaping work, assisted the guard in the potential implication of an acquaintance's father in a murder case, and then all this.
Arch mage144: Yeah, I don't see why not.
Arch mage144: Sure. I could crash myself. I've been shopping all day. That's hard work for guys.
Lithaladhwen: This is true. You have my sympathy and gratitude for your sacrifice.
Arch mage144: Hey, it was worth it. I got what I wanted. You seemed pretty enthused.
Lithaladhwen: It's a wonderful present.
Arch mage144: *headscratch, removing his headband in the process* Don't mention it. *hair falls down around his face* I'm going to sleep. Feel free to join me whenever it's convenient.
Lithaladhwen: I'll come now. Nothing more important to do.
Lithaladhwen: *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: </RP>
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