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PsychoWarden2002: (Yo.)
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Lithaladhwen: (We await Bes and Tai.)
LovelyJester: (Yo yo. Fo shizzle. )
Marshmallow DM: (Oh snap.)
PsychoWarden2002: (*is installing new graphics card drivers, so will have to reboot in a few minutes*)
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PsychoWarden2002: (Make that now.)
LovelyJester: (I'm going to go make some ramen my bitch. Back momentarily.)
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PsychoWarden2002: (Reinvite me when I sign back on.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hey people.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm going to be back in about two minutes, as I wish to upload my RP logs from break.)
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Lithaladhwen: (I will, Phil-person)
Lithaladhwen: (Damn. Lag. )
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Lithaladhwen: (Hold on. My computer is lagging because I'm running a SETI program. I have to shut it down, but my computer is lagging so badly I can't seem to pull it off. )
Lithaladhwen: (There)
Lithaladhwen: (That's better.)
Arch mage144: (DUN DUN....DUN DUN DUUUUUUN...)
Besyanteo: (DA DA DA. >:-)
Besyanteo: (*lurks*)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. I've stopped the lag... I think.)
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Lithaladhwen: (Okay. I now have fifty-something RPs logged and uploaded. All is well.)
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Lithaladhwen: (Anyway. RP things. Now that I'm not distracted by my self-imposed record-keeping responsibilities.)
Lithaladhwen: (By the way. http://blue.butler.edu/~aholmes/CIRP%20logs/ )
Lithaladhwen: (Question number one. Who has a preference for generation?)
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T3chn0Namagomi: (Slight for first here)
FFFan80: (o.o mew)
Arch mage144: (I do not care one way or the other.)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. We'll just go for first. Setting?)
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T3chn0Namagomi: (Setting will be important to me once I get the bird to calm the fuck down)
Lithaladhwen: (First gen. Setting undecided.)
Lithaladhwen: (*is trying to decide this quickly rather than a 40-minute period of indecision*)
Arch mage144: (First gen is fine; I can be anywhere, as per usual, so if someone else has stringent setting requirements they should make their case now.)
FFFan80: (Yesterday =[ )
LovelyJester: (penis.)
Lithaladhwen: (Pony pekinese parka PARCEL PENIS!)
Arch mage144: (Yesterday is not a valid setting; try again.)
FFFan80: ( Three days ago )
Marshmallow DM: (For the sake of not wanting to waste time! Kingdom/city/town square!)
Arch mage144: (Sounds acceptable.)
Lithaladhwen: (Thank you, DM.)
Marshmallow DM: (I figure it's not too hard to waltz into that. SO, welcome. =o)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay...characters. I'm just going to roll for this.)
Lithaladhwen: (Quinn, Tassi, Shakti, Myrnal, Holly, Yadali)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
Lithaladhwen: (Ooookay.)
Lithaladhwen: (That won't last long.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Sorry I was AFK.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Had to deal with bird, who is now placated with food. Peanut butter on bread, to be exact)
Lithaladhwen: (It would seem that my character choice has been made for me.)
LovelyJester: (Watch movie......CI?)
Lithaladhwen: (The dice don't lie. http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/21521865/ )
Arch mage144: <Hakaril James Silvar>
Lithaladhwen: <Quinn Totally-Doesn't-Have-a-Middle-or-Last-Name>
TheWaiChibiAngel: (I'm tempted to use the Gentz group. :-( )
Lithaladhwen: (Someone want to intro us up, or shall I?)
Arch mage144: (The who?)
Arch mage144: (And I'm not talking about The Who, I want to know who you're talking about.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Gentz family. 2nd gen NPC. Or the father thereof, and his family. :-( )
Lithaladhwen: (Second gen? Meaning, does not exist yet?)
LovelyJester: (*Brainstormin'!*)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (No, 2nd gen means 20 years in the future.)
Marshmallow DM: (Hey, you gotta come from somewhere first..)
Arch mage144: (Yeah, but we're in present gen.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (If the character is older than 20, they existed to some extent.)
Arch mage144: (That is true. Gonna play the younger version of the character, then? I don't know the character either way, so it makes no difference to me.
Arch mage144: (I'll just have to meet them.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (I think I might. Sarah! Father of Gentz?)
Lithaladhwen: (No difference here, either. They're probably too young for Quinn to know them.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Or Father/Brother/Gentz?)
Lithaladhwen: (Roll it.)
Lithaladhwen: (Roll for it, you fargin icehole.)
Marshmallow DM: (I.. don't know ;_; Father I guess? I'm going to lurk anyway. Because you all smell.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (._.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I do not smell.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (I know what I'll do.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (I'll hop in in a moment or three.)
Arch mage144: (*has a faint odor*)
Lithaladhwen: (So who the hell is actually RPing here? I am, so is Brian, and...?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Trying to consider the character)
Marshmallow DM: (Hey, now, I told you I was lurking. :-()
Lithaladhwen: (You did. Just trying to actually get some kind of estimate.)
Besyanteo has left the room.
TheWaiChibiAngel: (I think I will be; it's been awhile for me and I should :-( )
Lithaladhwen: (I don't know that I feel like playing Quinn. I'm considering defying the dice.)
PsychoWarden2002 has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Because I'm a crazy rebel.)
Lithaladhwen: (I changed my mind. I'm playing Tassi.)
Lithaladhwen: (http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27094138/)
Lithaladhwen: <Tassi Abigail Wells>
TheWaiChibiAngel: (WELL THEN. Time of day?)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm setting us up or we'll all sit here in silence all night.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (*Pulls a Div* POSITION OF THE LUNAR CYCLE? HIGH TIDE? LOW TIDE?)
Lithaladhwen: *It's early evening in fair Doma capital, the place which manages to contain all adventurers ever to live.*
Lithaladhwen: *Doma has a marketplace, which is more or less dependent on the business of wandering mercenaries, bounty hunters, heroes, villains, and the occasional regular person who just likes to have food on their table.*
Arch mage144: (Shini: Assume at least two moons are full)
Lithaladhwen: (Also, seven hundred points to Shini.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (But what about the tides!? THE TIDES?!)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (THAT'S THE IMPORTANT QUESTION)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (MY SEAMONSTER CAN ONLY COME DURING LOW TIDE)
Arch mage144: (One other unnamed moon is a waxing crescent and the tide is currently at a lovely 37 degree angle to the shore due to gravitational flux)
Arch mage144: *how fucking convenient this setting is!*
Lithaladhwen: *In the market with a shopping basket full of all sort of little dried things is a blonde woman in a long pink wool coat.*
Arch mage144: *meanwhile, a familiar sight in the marketplace, General Hakaril Silvar is poking inquisitively at a large melon on a fruit stand*
Lithaladhwen: (He's poking things. Yadali is a bad influence.)
Arch mage144: Merchant: So, uh, you gonna buy something or stand there all day?
Arch mage144: *poke* >.o Hm.
Lithaladhwen: *glances over and sighs at Silvar's antics*
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Hark! Through the market comes a man! Quite unnotable in his stature and dress, what with being of average height, with blonde hair and a well trimmed beard. And, y'know, brown slacks, a white shirt, and a brown vest. :-(*
Arch mage144: Merchant: Look, buddy, I don't really care who you are, if you're just gonna stand there and prod my merchandise, you can go elsewhere. >.>
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow* You know, I could just buy your whole damned melon stand and make you my melon bitch.
Lithaladhwen: *pays for things and walks over to Silvar to see what's so interesting as to require constant poking*
EternalDragonAya: (*looks back in* ....melon bitch.)
Arch mage144: Merchant: *gives Hakaril a strange look* Um. Right.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Next to him trods what appears to be his son. Similar blonde hair, unimpressive build, and a slightly vacant look on his eyes. For note, this kid looks like he's roughly old enough to go off on his own.*
Arch mage144: Anyway, I'll take this one. It seems fresh.
Arch mage144: *picks up the melon and hands over some coinage, then holds the fruit up in one hand*
TheWaiChibiAngel: *He also seems to have a dragonfly flitting around his head.* Kawaii no desu~ ...I really wish you'd stop talking like that. It's disturbing.
Lithaladhwen: Satisfied, General?
Arch mage144: >.o Hmm.
Arch mage144: Not yet.
Lithaladhwen: *She speaks with a marked Baronian accent which, to someone who's actually FROM Baron, makes no regional sense.*
Arch mage144: *glances at Tassi* The only way to really know if it's good is to cut it open.
PsychoWarden2002: (Curses. An RP with Hakaril in it, and I have a movie screening at the bottom of the mountain in half an hour. Yarg. XD)
Arch mage144: *mutters a little and the melon begins to glow faintly--the archmage tosses it into the air, where it levitates casually*
Lithaladhwen: (That's what you get for having a life.)
Lithaladhwen: *watches*
Arch mage144: HIYAH! *draws his sword and cuts the melon in half with a single stroke*
Lithaladhwen: *steps back quickly* General! Was that necessary?
T3chn0Namagomi: *and, off in one stand in the shade, a man in rather formal-looking attire stands, with various books seeming to line the front* Step right up! All you guys who know what you like, step right up! First issue you buy is half-off!
Arch mage144: *bows slightly, as though respecting a worthy opponent*
PsychoWarden2002: (Having a life? It's for class. XD)
Lithaladhwen: (I know. Goober.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: *The kid stops dead, and stares at Hakaril* SUGOOOIIII. o____o
Arch mage144: *the two pieces of melon drop from the air into his waiting hands, and he promptly offers one to the healer*
TheWaiChibiAngel: (This kid makes me feel so dirty. ._.)
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs and accepts it* Thank you.
Arch mage144: It was totally necessary.
Arch mage144: (Dude, he's giving me creepy crawlies.)
Arch mage144: I can tell these are good. You like cantaloupe, right?
Arch mage144: Besides, that was the least messy way to cut it.
Lithaladhwen: I do, actually. I'm afraid I don't have anything as interesting to offer you, unless you enjoy willowbark tea.
Lithaladhwen: It tastes terrible, but we needed to stock up.
Arch mage144: Nah, I'm good. *takes a huge bite of melon*
T3chn0Namagomi: *One might notice, upon closer inspection, that the books apparently have...something...to do with sorceresses. But there's some writing that looks illegible at this distance* Step right up, guys, this is the deal of a lifetime!
Lithaladhwen: (*facepalm*)
Arch mage144: ...hey, is that what I think it is?
Arch mage144: Excuse me, I've got to go check out that book stand.
Lithaladhwen: ...*glances over* I think those are... some of the magazines you initially offered me.
Arch mage144: Yeah, yeah, I'm missing a few issues.
Arch mage144: *strides over to the salesman*
Lithaladhwen: *watches from her place several paces behind*
Arch mage144: (Ow. I just sneezed so hard that my eardrums rumbled)
T3chn0Namagomi: Why, hello there! Feel free to purchase any here that you like!
TheWaiChibiAngel: Hey, why don't we check that ou-...Yes, I know you want to go home, but it's a bit late now, isn't it?
TheWaiChibiAngel: *And thus, the pair also approaches the salesman! ...Dragonfly thing in tow.*
Arch mage144: *scrutinizes the available books*
Arch mage144: *scratches behind his ear* Hmm.
Lithaladhwen: *walks over and looks over Hakaril's shoulder*
Arch mage144: Man, you know, this is tough.
Lithaladhwen: (Are these what I think they are, Nama?)
T3chn0Namagomi: *the salesman grins...and the magazines actually don't quite look like the ones Hakaril owns, but of a different style altogether...and though it may share similarities with Hakaril's favorite magazines...the title reads...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *...Skanky Sorceresses Monthly. Issues seem to be ranging from first to sixth.*
TheWaiChibiAngel: ...
Arch mage144: ...you know, I think that this is a different series.
Lithaladhwen: *steps up next to Hakaril and leafs through one*
Lithaladhwen: *smirks*
T3chn0Namagomi: That would be correct, good sir!
TheWaiChibiAngel: Praytell; why are you selling this...filth on the main streets? e_e
Arch mage144: *looks at the magazine Tassi is reading*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Oh, honestly. She can't be enjoying that.
Arch mage144: Because it's good, clean fun!
TheWaiChibiAngel: Infront of my children, no less? *Gestures to the kid*
Arch mage144: My wife and I read them together.
T3chn0Namagomi: Because it is business, sir.
TheWaiChibiAngel: There's nothing...CLEAN about THIS.
Arch mage144: *scratches his head* I'm not sure I follow.
Arch mage144: How'd you get a kid?
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles*
T3chn0Namagomi: Ah, but I am selling them in a totally legitimate fashion, and am thus practicing clean business! In fact, I am even offering a second issue half-off with the first purchase!
Arch mage144: I mean, I'm not sure what some of this has to do with the production of children, especially that bit there with the leather harness and the pony.
TheWaiChibiAngel: There's a difference between what these magazines promote, and...Relations with one's spouse!
Arch mage144: I think it's a pretty sound model of my relationship with my spouse.
Lithaladhwen: *flips through the pages* I don't know. I seem to remember... Huh. Now that doesn't look comfortable.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *And thus, the dragonfly seems to keel over in disgust. That kid keeps staring at Hakaril, though.*
PsychoWarden2002: (All right, Hitchcock time. Whee. x_x)
Arch mage144: Except for that horrible thing there with the chocobo.
Arch mage144: That is kinda wrong.
Lithaladhwen: That's what I was looking at.
Lithaladhwen: Never been interested in... that.
T3chn0Namagomi: But there is nothing illegal with it, and thus, it is okay to sell them.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *A-Hem* On the main streets, sir?
T3chn0Namagomi: *Meanwhile...it looks like there are a good number of...teenage boys...lining up*
Arch mage144: *raises his eyebrow* You know, unless you come over here and start reading them, there's no reason for you to pay attention to their content.
TheWaiChibiAngel: I'm sorry, sir. <_<
T3chn0Namagomi: He has a point. We are not forcing you to purchase or read them at all, simply advertising a product
Arch mage144: If it's safe to sell swords and knives on the "main streets..."
TheWaiChibiAngel: I do not recall asking for input.
TheWaiChibiAngel: If I did, please, correct me.
TheWaiChibiAngel: That's entirely different!
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Sonny seems to not care about the magazines, as much as he does Hakaril. :O*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I don't recall asking you what I may peruse in the marketplace.
Arch mage144: You'd rather your child be swinging around a weapon than reading?
Arch mage144: *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: *puts her magazine back and flips through another* Oh, now that's just odd.
Arch mage144: ...ew.
T3chn0Namagomi: Ah, the promotion of illiteracy. Such a great way to keep them under control. *snickering*
Arch mage144: *looks at the boy* I mean, hey, your son looks pretty young.
TheWaiChibiAngel: I'm sixteen. o_o
TheWaiChibiAngel: ...S-So desu. >_<
Arch mage144: IM: Okay, he's older than he looks. So sue me.
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow at the outburst of Nekonian*
TheWaiChibiAngel: Honestly, yes. Axes, knives, those are tools, with practical application.
TheWaiChibiAngel: These are just filth!
Lithaladhwen: *little noise of surprise* I think I know her.
Lithaladhwen: Look. The redhead.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *And Tassi appears to have a dragonfly flitting about her. :O*
Arch mage144: So don't read it. I know that when I was your son's age I probably did a lot of things you'd find "objectionable" and I turned out alright.
Lithaladhwen: *is unbothered*
T3chn0Namagomi: No. Filth is what you excrete from your body every day, sir. Filth is not printed. ^.^
Arch mage144: Anyway, you said this is a six-issue set?
Lithaladhwen: *mutters* I swear, I know her. I think she works at... well, I don't remember which house.
Lithaladhwen: *puts it back, unimpressed*
Arch mage144: ...oh, one of your whore friends?
T3chn0Namagomi: Issues one through six are available, yes. With a special discount for all six, even!
TheWaiChibiAngel: I'm actually concerned for my daughte....Marcus, where did your sister get off to?
Lithaladhwen: *blushes a little* Well, I don't see them socially. I just renew their wards occasionally.
Arch mage144: I never suggested you would need to pay for comfort.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Shrugs*
Arch mage144: I think you're probably pretty covered. Anyone that'd charge you is making a grave error.
Arch mage144: *winks*
Lithaladhwen: *tight smile* ....Good to know.
Arch mage144: Does Darin go with you to the whorehouses?
Lithaladhwen: I-- no. He does not.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I know where this is going. I can sense it.
Arch mage144: You should take him sometime. Might loosen him up a bit.
Lithaladhwen: I will do no such thing.
Arch mage144: Great Lord Agnostic knows I've been trying for years to get the guy to relax with no success.
Lithaladhwen: *arches an eyebrow*
TheWaiChibiAngel: Marcus. Find your sister, or we'll have to explain to your mother that we lost her! SO DESU! ...What does that even MEAN?
Arch mage144: *glances at the man* It means "it is so."
TheWaiChibiAngel: ...Right.
T3chn0Namagomi: *seems to go not butt into the conversation, seeming to be advertising it...and some teenagers seem to be walking up, flipping through, and buying issues*
Arch mage144: *blinks*
Arch mage144: Where'd he learn Nekonian if you didn't teach him?
TheWaiChibiAngel: It's a curse. Long story. <_<
TheWaiChibiAngel: *And both hurry off!*
Arch mage144: That's one screwed up curse.
T3chn0Namagomi: Thank you, and thank you. Your patronage is well-appreciated!
TheWaiChibiAngel: T2Hakaril: You dunno the half of it, man.
Arch mage144: *raises an eyebrow* And off they go in search of a child who the gods should personally forbid from reading pornography, it sounds.
Lithaladhwen: *sighs* IM: Take him to a whorehouse. Honestly.
Arch mage144: !
Marshmallow DM: (Please tell me she's wearing "Wai kawaii neko ^_^;;;" ears, Chris. >_>)
Arch mage144: IM: Who the fuck is in my head!?
Arch mage144: *looks a little on edge at this point, eyes wider than usual, glancing around nervously as though surrounded by invisible enemies*
Lithaladhwen: General? Are--are you all right?
TheWaiChibiAngel: IM: The same person who's on your head, man.
Arch mage144: Shh.
Lithaladhwen: ...*shh's*
Arch mage144: *swats idly at his head*
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Er, that was T. :-( )
Arch mage144: (I assumed)
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Hey, there's that dragonfly again!* T: Are you INSANE!? You could've killed me, man!
Arch mage144: *looks at the dragonfly* IM: I see. So you talk. In a sense.
Arch mage144: IM: What are you?
T3chn0Namagomi: So, how about it! Would you be interested in a set of issues one through six?
T3chn0Namagomi: *to Hakaril*
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Well, upon inspection...It's not a dragonfly. Just a very small person. With dragonfly wings. ...Presumably that man's daughter, by the looks of things.*
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: Laura Elizabeth Gentz. I'm pretty sure that I'm a faerie at the moment. Everyone seems to have different words for it.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: You just riled up my dad, man. I've been trying to do that for years!
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: You must teach me your ways.
Arch mage144: *looks at the salesman, holds up a finger, and then looks back at the little girl*
Arch mage144: IM: So that's where he ran off to. Hold on a minute, you randomly become a faerie?
Arch mage144: (OOC IM: What'd you do, fall into the spring of the drowned Tinkerbell?)
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: The curse, man. My brother speaks tongues. Mom's got a gold fish memory. I happen to be a faerie every now and then. Got a problem?
Arch mage144: IM: Not really.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T:..And a hankerchief?
Arch mage144: IM: Yes, that I have.
Lithaladhwen: General? *looks up on top of his head*
Arch mage144: *reaches into his pocket and pulls out a piece of black cloth*
Arch mage144: Yeah, it's a little girl, don't worry about it.
Arch mage144: *reaches into his other pocket and pulls out a bag of money* Set me up with the six-volume set, sir, and do you by chance have a bag?
LovelyJester has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: Oh. *blinks* Well, I won't then.
TheWaiChibiAngel: t: Hey, I'll have you know, I'm fourteen. Hardly little.
Lithaladhwen: *polite nod to the girl*
Lithaladhwen: Tassi Wells. Nice to meet you.
T3chn0Namagomi: Sure do! *gets six volumes in a bag...including the apparently fast-selling first volume, which Hakaril gets the last of, and then hands it to the general*
LovelyJester has entered the room.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T2Tassi, this time!: Laura Gentz. That was my dad who just caused a scene.
Lithaladhwen: *out loud* Ah, I see.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *And thus, the dragonfly takes a spot on Hakaril's shoulder. And the hankerchief, if offered.*
Lithaladhwen: Well, I'm sure he's looking for you. Does he know you're here?
Arch mage144: Thank you. That handkerchief might be a little big for you.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *A-hem* JUST A BIG BEDSHEET!
TheWaiChibiAngel: AND IT'S HARD TO TELL WHERE YOUR DAUGHTER IS WHEN SHE'S FOUR INCHES TALL, AND CAN FLY, ISN'T IT?
Lithaladhwen: I'd imagine I would worry about that very thing.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *As a note, her skin is currently blue, and her hair (Very short cut. REBELLIOUS) is a bright green.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: She doesn't exactly seem to be helping matters, though.
T3chn0Namagomi: (WOOHOO! REBELLION!)
Arch mage144: ...yeah, it is hard. At least I can hear you.
TheWaiChibiAngel: BECAUSE I'M YELLING AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS!
TheWaiChibiAngel: T2Hak: Hey, wait a minute. You're that General dude, aren't you?
Lithaladhwen: Well, General, it was good seeing you. I really ahve to be getting these back to the temple.
Lithaladhwen: Have a nice night.
Arch mage144: Ah, of course. Good luck.
Arch mage144: IM: Yes.
Lithaladhwen: *waves goodbye as she heads off through the crowd*
TheWaiChibiAngel: T:...Uh oh. You're the one Dad was hopign to see. Ehehh...Whoopsie.
Arch mage144: IM: What? He was looking for me? What's he want? I don't even know who he is.
Lithaladhwen: (I have another idea.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: The curse, man. He wanted help breaking it.
Lithaladhwen: ( http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/23149271/ )
Lithaladhwen: *A purple-haired woman in a dark blue sari seems to be filling a shopping basket with various magazines from the rack behind Hakaril*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Restock the lounge, Shakti. These issues are old, Shakti. Lazy whores. Eh.
Lithaladhwen: <Shakti>
T3chn0Namagomi: So, I take it you're interested in these, miss?
Lithaladhwen: ¬_¬ Yeah. Can I get one of... these, two of those, and that one over there?
TheWaiChibiAngel: HEY, CAN I SEE SOME?
T3chn0Namagomi: Sure thing! *hands her the four magazines she asks for*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, hello Small Person on Silvar's Shoulder. You want me to turn pages or something?
T3chn0Namagomi: (Ah, shit. How much would a magazine sell for?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD)
Lithaladhwen: (For x number of gil.)
Lithaladhwen: (No one cares.)
Lithaladhwen: *pays for the magazines*
T3chn0Namagomi: *takes the gil* Thank you, your patronage is well-accepted!
Lithaladhwen: Yup. No problem.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Flits over* COULD YOU? THANKS! YOU'RE A TRUE PAL.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, sure. *taps her shoulder* Have a seat.
Arch mage144: o_O Hi, Shakti.
Lithaladhwen: Hey, Silvar.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Does!*
Arch mage144: IM: I'm not really an expert on curses.
Lithaladhwen: *flips to the fold-out centerpiece*
Arch mage144: IM: You'd want to talk to someone a bit more knowledgeable about healing magic.
Lithaladhwen: See, this is what is known as a bad bad actress. She'd never get a job in this town.
Lithaladhwen: Chick on the next page, though. Probably would be fine.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: Huh. Tell him that. Hey, can I be your assistant?
TheWaiChibiAngel: HEY, SHE'S KINDA CUTE.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, she's not bad. *peers closer* Huh, that's a really nice dress she's almost wearing.
Arch mage144: ...*looks over at Shakti's "reading material"*
Arch mage144: Almost, yeah. But not quite.
TheWaiChibiAngel: SHE'D LOOK BETTER WITHOUT IT.
Lithaladhwen: Maybe. I guess that's the implication.
Arch mage144: IM: Wait, what? My assistant what?
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TheWaiChibiAngel: T: I dunno. Don't you mage types need assistants and apprentaices and whatnot?
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: I tell you, man. I can make a mean sandwich. ...When I'm not four inches tall.
Arch mage144: IM: Why do you want to be my assistant?
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: Reason one! Piss off Dad.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: Reason two! Learn the magicy arts.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: Reason three! Be a faerie more often. This goes hand in hand with pissing off dad.
Lithaladhwen: *sighs* Silvar, you know any other places where I can buy this stuff? The girls only gave me so much money to spend.
Arch mage144: Where you can buy magazines?
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: ...And you can buy some of those magazines for me.
Arch mage144: IM: Okay, reason one I might understand, and reason two I understand as well. Reason three is potentially acceptable.
Lithaladhwen: I'm supposed to pick up some pornography. *shrugs*
LovelyJester: (YAY PORN!)
Arch mage144: For the girls? They need pornography? Do they "read" to their clients?
LovelyJester: (sorry for the inspired lurk. Movie distracted me.)
Lithaladhwen: Nah. I guess it's good policy to keep them around though. Always good to be prepared for whatever people want.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: What? Why?
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: Am I not entitled to be tiny and blue if I feel like I want to be?
Arch mage144: IM: Whatever turns you on. Look, I don't take apprentices. Don't have the patience for them. I did take one girl on a while ago, but she left to travel the world with some kid.
Arch mage144: IM: Apprentices are for old wizards that need hopeful kids to fetch their evening tea for them because they're too busy to stand up and get it themselves.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: But everyone loves sandwiches.
Arch mage144: IM: You have a point there.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: And besides. I'm smarter than most apprentices. I already know not to fuck around.
T3chn0Namagomi: (*says "sandwich" in Barian*)
Lithaladhwen: *absently flips through one magazine* Oh, wow. This girl works next door to us.
Arch mage144: *raises an eyebrow* IM: I see.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: See? Dad fucked around, and I turned into a faerie. I fuck around more, and then what? I turn into a gnat?
Arch mage144: IM: I suggest not doing that.
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: Darn, I was about to try.
Arch mage144: IM: Alright, so...you've got a human form, right? Or at least a larger one?
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: Yeah. This whole thing is sort of like a lycanthropy thing, y'know?
Lithaladhwen: (Okay, either one of our lurkers should RP, or the conversation should stop being inaudible to everyone except for the two people talking. CI-RP.)
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
TheWaiChibiAngel: HEY, YOU SHOULD INTRODUCE ME!
Arch mage144: IM: Question two. Is there any way we can converse without you having to talk in my head that doesn't require you to shout at the top of your lungs?
Arch mage144: IM: I don't particularly like telepathy, to be honest.
Arch mage144: This is Shakti. *point*
TheWaiChibiAngel: T: Oh. Sorry. Uhh..Hell, I dunno. I don't mind screaming, though.
TheWaiChibiAngel: NO, I MEANT TO HER! *Gestures to the magazine*
Lithaladhwen: *glances up onto her own shoulder* The chick that lives near me?
TheWaiChibiAngel: YEAH.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know her, I've just seen her around. I don't stop by the other houses much. I've got enough to do at home.
TheWaiChibiAngel: OH.
Arch mage144: How old're you again?
Arch mage144: *raises an eyebrow*
Lithaladhwen: Why? She looks like she's a good bit more woman than you're prepared to handle at your... size.
TheWaiChibiAngel: FOURTEEN?
Arch mage144: Ah. I think you're a little young for her, otherwise I'd introduce you to an acquaintence of mine.
Arch mage144: Assuming, of course, I'm reading you correctly and you've got a thing for chicks.
TheWaiChibiAngel: HEY, MAN.
TheWaiChibiAngel: GIRLS ARE HOT.
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow* You'll find no argument.
Lithaladhwen: *snickers* Sure. Whatever makes you happy.
TheWaiChibiAngel: (In my defense: This is the first gay character I've done. And it was already hinted at in the 2nd gen campaign, when she kept staring at her maids as they walked away :-( )
Lithaladhwen: (In your defense against what?)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Not trying to be Ash/Vince. ._.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: AND HEY, DON'T LET MY AGE STOP YOU. I'M MATURE FOR MY AGE.
Arch mage144: (Don't worry about defending yourself; we all know you're not an idiot and that not all guys who play chicks [or lesbians] are just trying to live out some fantasy.)
Arch mage144: You're also very small. *chuckles*
Lithaladhwen: I hear that a lot from the young girls. They all tell Jeri they're born to be bad and all that crap. Then they find out what the job really entails.
Lithaladhwen: IM: "I'm old enough! I want to rebel against my parents! I'm gonna be a whore and then they'll be sorry! I have to fuck WHO now? Ew."
Lithaladhwen: IM: Wannabe prostitutes. How the hell do we end up with so many of those.
Arch mage144: I don't think she wants to become a whore...
TheWaiChibiAngel: NOT REALLY, NO.
Lithaladhwen: No, but I can't help but remember a couple of incidents at the house. Amusing to watch.
Arch mage144: I can only imagine.
Lithaladhwen: One girl showed up, told Jeri she was nineteen, turns out she was fifteen. Her parents showed up after she went crying to them that we'd tried to recruit her and locked her in the basement or something. I forget.
Arch mage144: Okay, look. Like I said, apprentices aren't my thing, but...you might be able to convince me to give you a hand if you can prove you're worth my time.
LovelyJester: (Lex has stopped lurkin'. What's shaking, foshiggities.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: OKAY. HOW?
Arch mage144: First thing's first. *narrows his eyes a little and views the girl's aura*
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Well, it's mostly ice and wind in there, but there's a something similar to dark magic. Just a tiny bit, and scambled, too. That's likely that curse.*
Arch mage144: Okay, so you might have potential. That much I can acknowledge. I get the impression that your aura bends toward elements I don't favor much, unfortunately.
Arch mage144: Also, whatever curse you're affected by is totally present.
TheWaiChibiAngel: GEE, I WOULDN'T HAVE GUESSED.
TheWaiChibiAngel: AND...CAN'T WE JUST BEND IT THE OTHER WAY?
Arch mage144: The curse?
Arch mage144: Or your aura?
TheWaiChibiAngel: MY AURA!
Lithaladhwen: Well, Small Person Who Never Gave Her Name... stop by sometime and I'll introduce you around.
Arch mage144: No. You can always learn to cast other types of magic, but you won't be quite as good at them. As a mage, it's best to play to your strengths if possible.
Arch mage144: (BRB)
Lithaladhwen: Also, Silvar, good seeing you. I have shopping to do.
Lithaladhwen: (Switching again.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: BYE, BIG LADY WHO NEEDS TO INTRODUCE ME TO HER NEIGHBOR.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Flits back to Hak, appropriately.*
Lithaladhwen: *heads out*
Arch mage144: That's my theory, anyway.
Arch mage144: Later, Shakti.
Lithaladhwen: </Shakti>
Lithaladhwen: (I have another idea that may actually entertain me for more than twenty minutes.)
Lithaladhwen: (First things first.... a link.)
Lithaladhwen: ( http://www.deviantart.com/view/27681232/ )
TheWaiChibiAngel: WE COULD TRY?
Lithaladhwen: (Second.... an experiment.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: I MEAN, HEY. APPRENTICE AND WILLING TEST SUBJECT? THAT'
TheWaiChibiAngel: *THAT'S TWO GOOD THINGS IN ONE, RIGHT?
Lithaladhwen: *A darkskinned young woman is walking down the street minding her own business as a little bit of snow starts to fall.*
Arch mage144: Uh, I don't do arcane experiments on people. Even willing ones.
Lithaladhwen: *Her head is wrapped in a light blue scarf that obscures most of her face, and her clothes are in shades of blue and light green as well.*
TheWaiChibiAngel: OKAY. I WAS JUST SAYING, I DON'T REALLY CARE, Y'KNOW?
Arch mage144: ......
Arch mage144: Yeah, right.
Lithaladhwen: *A couple of flakes fall on her clothes and she whips the head covering off and stares at it. That's not the really weird thing, though. The most noticeable thing about her is that her eyes are a flat, luminous BLUE.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: What is that.
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Arch mage144: Man, you should just do what I did and run away from home with some wizard. It solved all my problems.
Lithaladhwen: <Safiyeh "Javid" Kiyankadah>
Arch mage144: IM: Wait, no. I fit the description of "some wizard."
Arch mage144: Some other wizard.
TheWaiChibiAngel: I'M KINDA TRYING.
TheWaiChibiAngel: HEY, WHY NOT?
Lithaladhwen: IM: What the... what is that.
Arch mage144: Your dad doesn't want you to learn magic?
Lithaladhwen: *The snow melts as she stares at it, but she continues to hold out the scarf, waiting for more to land on it.*
TheWaiChibiAngel: I DUNNO WHAT HE WANTS, REALLY. I JUST KNOW I DON'T LIKE IT.
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Arch mage144: He sounds like a pretty stuffy guy.
Idran1701 has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: *politely taps on Hakaril's arm* Excuse me. Is ...It's snowing, isn't it?
Arch mage144: Huh?
TheWaiChibiAngel has left the room.
Arch mage144: *looks back at the person* Er. Yeah.
Arch mage144: Never seen snow before?
Lithaladhwen: ...I... no. I've heard that this is what it looks like, but no one did a very good job of describing it. *stares into the sky*
Lithaladhwen: It's hard to imagine that it's cold enough up there to freeze water.
Arch mage144: Well. You're looking at it.
Lithaladhwen: (Yay! I like playing characters who look like freaks.)
Lithaladhwen: I am. *stares* Does this happen often?
Lithaladhwen: I know it's seasonal.
TheWaiChibiAngel has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (HAY SHINI)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (HAY. THE WOWZ FROZE MY COMPUTER)
Arch mage144: (OMGZ)
Arch mage144: It happens fairly frequently within the season.
Arch mage144: Of course, it's possible to get it to occur out of season if you don't mind playing with the rules of reality a little.
Lithaladhwen: I see. *starts a little* I'm sorry, I should have introduced myself. I apologize. My name is Safiyeh Kiyankadah. People also call me Javid in case that's too much of a mouthful.
TheWaiChibiAngel: IT IS REALLY FREAKIN' COLD NO MATTER WHAT, THOUGH.
Arch mage144: Safiyeh works for me, unless your surname is particularly important.
Arch mage144: The pixie has it correct.
Arch mage144: *tips his hat a little* My name is Hakaril James Silvar, Archmage and Doman General.
Lithaladhwen: *big glowing blue eyes blink* I suppose it is. Glad to meet you both.
Lithaladhwen: *wraps her head up again* It's cold when it melts. *smiles* I think I like it.
Arch mage144: Uh huh.
Arch mage144: Where're you from?
TheWaiChibiAngel: IM: My bet's on crazyland.
Lithaladhwen: Over past the mountains. I was told that if I was going to travel that I should start here.
Arch mage144: This is the place where many journeys start and many more end.
Lithaladhwen: So I have heard.
TheWaiChibiAngel: ...ARE YOU SAYING YOU'RE GOING TO KILL HER?
Arch mage144: ...yes, obviously.
TheWaiChibiAngel: SWEET.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *!
Lithaladhwen: *covers her mouth and laughs*
TheWaiChibiAngel: CAN I HAVE HER SKULL?
Arch mage144: *looks at Safieyah and raises his arms threateningly*
Arch mage144: RAAAAAAAWR!
Arch mage144: No, I'm going to use it as an inkwell.
Lithaladhwen: *covers her face and laughs again*
Arch mage144: Weren't you telling me you aren't an idiot five minutes ago?
TheWaiChibiAngel: WEREN'T YOU TELLING ME YOU HAD A SENSE OF HUMOR?
Arch mage144: *glances at the flying mini-girl*
Arch mage144: I don't think I mentioned it, specifically...
Lithaladhwen: *tilts her head and watches the girl for a moment*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Not common. I'm not THAT provincial. That is not common.
TheWaiChibiAngel: I THOUGHT IT WAS IMPLIED.
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Bah. When did my server get so full that I have to wait five minutes in queue to get back in?)
Arch mage144: *rolls his eyes* Whatever.
Arch mage144: (ouch, that sucks)
Lithaladhwen: (Indeed.)
Arch mage144: Anyway, I would call this the crossroads of the continent, at least as far as this portion of it goes.
Arch mage144: I wouldn't want to live anywhere else, but travelling has never been out of the question.
Lithaladhwen: I do not think I'd be comfortable making a life here, but it's interesting enough.
Arch mage144: Now let's see.
Arch mage144: You've never seen snow, and you said you were from north of the mountains.
Arch mage144: Baron?
Arch mage144: But it snows in Baron, I believe.
Lithaladhwen: Not so far. There's a dry area a little bit closer to the mountains. The climate is slightly different.
TheWaiChibiAngel: DON"T ASK ME. I GREW UP ON A FARM.
Marshmallow DM: (5 minutes? I was stuck for 44 minutes with 350 queue. :-()
TheWaiChibiAngel: (44 minutes? The queue just now was 400 something with a five minute wait. o_O)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Maybe it's because the GMs know that I'm Schroedinger. :D)
Arch mage144: Oh. A desert?
Marshmallow DM: (Damn you.)
Arch mage144: That makes a lot of sense.
Lithaladhwen: (Maybe they assumed that you were not only offline, but also online since they had no way to tell.)
Lithaladhwen: *nods to Hakaril* I think that I'll probably end up back there. It's what I know. *looks up at the sky again* Though there's certainly a lot to see out here.
Arch mage144: There is a lot more to the world than one desert north of the mountains.
Arch mage144: Whether all of it is worth seeing is a topic for debate.
TheWaiChibiAngel: YEAH. THERE'S SOME GRASS OVER THAT WAY, SOME WATER OVER THERE...
Lithaladhwen: Water falling from the sky. Falling frozen. To me that's worth seeing.
Arch mage144: I won't argue that.
Lithaladhwen: But do you know what I really want to see? The coast. I've seen maps of it. I don't know how long that will take, but I have plenty of time.
Arch mage144: Ah, yes.
Arch mage144: You should be able to get there relatively soon.
Arch mage144: There's...um...a lot of water?
Lithaladhwen: *smiles* Yes.
TheWaiChibiAngel: A LOT OF WATER IS SOMETHING TO SEE WHEN YOU LIVE IN THE DESERT!
Arch mage144: Granted.
LovelyJester: (I want to rp yo. But damned if my imagination is lethargic. The most perky thing I could play today is a pair of breasts.)
Arch mage144: (That's always feasible, somehow)
Arch mage144: (I vaguely remember Amanda RPing a pair of testicles once)
Arch mage144: (I don't think this was in serious RP, granted...)
LovelyJester: (I played a ghost that possessed Aya's rack once.)
Arch mage144: (Now that is weird.)
LovelyJester: (Same circumstances.)
Arch mage144: I can't say I've ever lived in a desert.
Arch mage144: Or a dessert.
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Actually, Idran mentioned Testiclese to one of the NPCs in End of the Chaos.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: LIVING IN A DESSERT IS OVERRATED!
Lithaladhwen: *little smile* I can't speak for the latter, but the former one is quite lovely if you don't mind occasional sandstorms and drought.
LovelyJester: (Is everyone still located near the porn?)
Lithaladhwen: (Yes.)
Arch mage144: Not really fond of either.
LovelyJester: (Meh. Jazz it is.)
Arch mage144: I prefer lush greenery, the occasional nice rain, and being able to go outside without wrapping myself in cloth without having sand burn my eyes out.
LovelyJester: <Jazz. Not the music. The one with the rockin' coat.>
Lithaladhwen: If you pay attention to your surroundings it isn't as bad as most people think. *grin* I think that you've been a little spoiled. It's... easier here.
Lithaladhwen: Water just... falls on you.
LovelyJester: *speaking of rockin' coats, it's hard to miss this one as she works her way through the market, a colorful mess of patchwork*
Arch mage144: Yep. That's me. Spoiled brat extraordinaire.
Lithaladhwen: (Hakaril: Brat Prince.)
TheWaiChibiAngel has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: IM: He seems nice. I wonder if everyone here is so nice. I was given a distinctly different impression about whole countries full of strangers.
TheWaiChibiAngel has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: It does make for a nice vacation, but I don't think I could stay. I'd get lazy and *waves her hands as if unsure of a phrase* and...
Lithaladhwen: water-fat.
Lithaladhwen: There's no word for it in common, I think.
TheWaiChibiAngel: ...WATERLOGGED?
Arch mage144: I get the idea.
Arch mage144: Life here is too "easy" for a desert nomad. *chuckles*
LovelyJester: *Heads towards the rack of PRON, the bells around her neck and waist jingling merrily in the cold weather*
Lithaladhwen: *blinks at the sudden noise and turns her eyes over to Jazz*
TheWaiChibiAngel: ...WHAT'S WITH THE CRAZY LADY AND THE BELLS?
Arch mage144: Ah, it's Jazz. *wave*
Lithaladhwen: *looks to Hakaril and then back over to Jazz*
Lithaladhwen: IM: She's very loud. And colorful, though I can hardly fault her for that myself.
Marshmallow DM: (Colorful jestets = win. For me anyway! :D)
LovelyJester: *smiles* Stocking up on winter reading Hakaril?
Lithaladhwen: IM: So many loud people. It's like being covered in words from every direction.
Lithaladhwen: *steps back politely so Jazz can talk to Hakaril*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Friend of his. Noisy colorful friend.
LovelyJester: *picks up a magazine and looks it over, red eyes more than a bit amused* IM: Which titles did Dae like again? Or did it matter. Hmm.
Arch mage144: Picking up some light reading for your husband, Jazz? >.>
Lithaladhwen: *notices the material on the rack and takes a step away from it in surprise*
Arch mage144: *laughs a little*
Lithaladhwen: I know what that is.
LovelyJester: Yes!
LovelyJester: He was gone for so long, all his old ones fell into disrepair! Just a little present for him this evening.
LovelyJester: *Grins widely, her fangs showing*
TheWaiChibiAngel: ...Woah.
TheWaiChibiAngel: ....YOU HAVE FANGS?
Arch mage144: She's a vampire, so I should hope so.
Lithaladhwen: *blinks* IM: Vampire. Don't stare at people. They have a right to stare back.
Lithaladhwen: *suddenly begins inspecting her fingernails*
TheWaiChibiAngel: NEVER SEEN A VAMPIRE BEFORE!
Lithaladhwen: IM: Safiyeh, no staring.
LovelyJester: ....Yeah. IT wouldn't suck otherwise.
LovelyJester: *glances at the loud childling, and the quiet woman giving her nails a once over*
Arch mage144: Is that some sort of pun?
LovelyJester: A bad one.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *And Jazz suddenly has a small, blue, insect-winged faerie flitting around her!*
LovelyJester: 9__9
LovelyJester: IM: Bloody fey.
LovelyJester: Introductions, Hak? Who's your fanclub?
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'm not the strangest person around. That's a bit of a comfort. Not so much as I'd hoped, but it's something.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Fanclub? I suppose she might mean me as well.
Arch mage144: I don't have a fanclub.
Arch mage144: Yet.
TheWaiChibiAngel: LAURA GENTZ!
Arch mage144: Someday, perhaps my fans will start one, but alas, they haven't pulled together the initiative required as of yet.
Arch mage144: I have lousy fans.
Lithaladhwen: I apologize. Safiyeh Kiyankadah, or Javid. Whichever you like better.
Lithaladhwen: I am not a fan of ...General...Archmage...Silvar...*totally unsure what to call him*
TheWaiChibiAngel: HEY, I'M TRYING TO BECOME YOUR APPRENTICE. DOESN'T THAT COUNT FOR ANYTHING?
Arch mage144: Hakaril is fine.
Lithaladhwen: I... all right.
Arch mage144: Also, I told you, I don't take apprentices! Jazz, do you take apprentices?
TheWaiChibiAngel: YOU SAID YOU'D CONSIDER IT!
LovelyJester: o_o Apprentices in what?
LovelyJester: Jesting/pain/torment/wifery?
LovelyJester: >_> I'm not that fantastic a mage, either.
LovelyJester: *holds out a white hand to miss Javid*
Lithaladhwen: *blink* IM: She's very forward. Kind of nice.
LovelyJester: Pleasure, Jazz Tymisonn.
Lithaladhwen: *takes hand*
Arch mage144: Okay, okay, I'll consider it.
LovelyJester: *Shakes*
Arch mage144: Why don't you just go to Gunnir?
LovelyJester: *She's one cold mother--- shut yo mouth!*
LovelyJester: (......damn. I put the shaft song in my head. I hate me.)
Lithaladhwen: *looks down at the hand* Are ...never mind.
TheWaiChibiAngel: AHAHAHA, NO.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Vampires are dead. Dead people are cold under the right circumstances.
TheWaiChibiAngel: GUNNIR ISN'T A GOOD PLACE FOR A CURSED MAGE TO BE. EXPECIALLY ONE AS ADORABLE AS I AM!
Arch mage144: I went to Gunnir. I'm not sure what's so wrong with being there, cursed or not. I assure you that I knew people with far worse problems.
TheWaiChibiAngel: DAD SAYS EVERYONE'S GONNA HAVE CRAZY IDEAS ABOUT CURING US. NO, THANKS.
LovelyJester: Are?
Arch mage144: Didn't you say you wanted to piss him off?
TheWaiChibiAngel: PISSING HIM OFF IS ONE THING!
LovelyJester: *Eyes twinkle with mischief, as she removes her hand and flips idely through a magazine*
Arch mage144: Besides, you said you wanted me to help you, and I'm a Gunnir graduate. I won't have crazy ideas? *smirks*
TheWaiChibiAngel: ONE GUNNIR GRADUATE IS BETTER THAN HUNDREDS OF GUNNIR UNDERSTUDIES!
Lithaladhwen: *blinks and puts her hands in her sleeves since one of them is now rather cold*
Arch mage144: I don't know if I agree with that...
LovelyJester: (Does she have her glowy eyes?)
Lithaladhwen: (Yes she does.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: I CAN KEEP TRACK OF WHAT ONE IS DOING. TWENTY IS HARDER.
Lithaladhwen: (Artwork-rendered freakiness still applies.)
LovelyJester: *cocks her head to one side and gives her face a good once over*
Lithaladhwen: *blinks again*
LovelyJester: IM: You have to love what pours into Doma. Gotta be a crazy new immigrant. Probably has crazy god powers.
Arch mage144: Oh, so you think you can "keep track" of me? *smirk*
TheWaiChibiAngel: HOW HARD COULD IT BE?
Arch mage144: *laughing*
LovelyJester: *holds up a magazine* Oddly, you look kinda out of place at this booth, I'd recomend differen' readin'. *another grin*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, I-- I wasn't here to buy anything to... to read.
Lithaladhwen: I was looking at produce when it started... snowing.
Arch mage144: You have no idea.
Arch mage144: You come to a wizard to learn magic and you think you can possibly keep track of him?
Arch mage144: Just be glad I'm not an illusionist. I took one class on that. Never again.
Lithaladhwen: (Bunch of stoners>)
TheWaiChibiAngel: WHEN YOU'RE THE ONLY SANE ONE IN YOUR FAMILY, AND THREE OF THE FOUR OF YOU ARE CURSED? YOU'D BE SURPRISED!
TheWaiChibiAngel: (4 minutes till I can turn this damned quest in.)
Arch mage144: The instructor began the class by filling the room with duplicates of himself. Every square inch of space in that class was filled with mirror doubles.
LovelyJester: *looks up at the snow falling towards the ground and back at the woman*
Arch mage144: That was rather confusing, but it got considerably worse.
LovelyJester: It's not that bad just yet.
Lithaladhwen: What do you mean?
LovelyJester: THe crazy old man who lives next door swears it'll be pouring down tomorrow.
LovelyJester: .....Says he feels it in his knee.
Lithaladhwen: Really? *smile* I'd like to see that.
Lithaladhwen: Pouring down. *smiles bigger*
Arch mage144: After the floor caught on fire and the guy sitting next to me turned into a molten pool of roiling flesh while spiders crawled all over every square inch of everyone's desks...
LovelyJester: He's usually pretty good at predictin' this sort of thing.
Arch mage144: ...well, let's just say that you have to be pretty twisted to want to be an illusionist.
LovelyJester: *Wrinkles her nose up*
Lithaladhwen: Will they take all the merchandise inside?
LovelyJester: Which means it'll get a fair bit colder.
LovelyJester: Some of the vendors take it in, some of the brave ones stay out.
LovelyJester: If it won't hurt the goods, mind.
Arch mage144: Dia Rai is an illusionist, if I remember correctly. *snicker* I wonder where she's at these days.
TheWaiChibiAngel: ...YEAH, LET'S NOT DO ILLUSIONS, THEN?
Lithaladhwen: That makes sense. This place is full of... *at a loss again* Everyone has so many things.
Arch mage144: *cracks his knuckles* Look, the last time I took an apprentice it was halfway out of pity. I don't usually do pity.
Arch mage144: *smirk* Perhaps you should have your father talk to me instead.
TheWaiChibiAngel: THAT WOULD KIND OF DEFEAT THE PURPOSE, I DON'T THINK HE'LL BE VERY FOND OF YOU ONCE HE FIGURES OUT WHAT JUST HAPPENED.
Arch mage144: Exactly. *wink*
LovelyJester: *Raises an eyebrow*
TheWaiChibiAngel: ...OOOOOOHH.
LovelyJester: ....Things?
LovelyJester: >_> Eh, there are slums. Not everyone does so well.
Lithaladhwen: You're right. People there seem angry that they don't have these things. It's a very different measure of wealth than I'm used to seeing. It's measured in things people barely use.
TheWaiChibiAngel: YEAH, I THINK I MIGHT DO THAT.
LovelyJester: n_n Barely use? Amusing concept yourself. My husband will use this alot. Especially when I'm angry at him.
LovelyJester: *Taps the magazine*
Arch mage144: Good luck with that.
Lithaladhwen: *blushes and grins a little* Well, that's when men need them most, yes.
LovelyJester: *snorts*
TheWaiChibiAngel: HEY, JUST BE READY TO GET YELLED AT. AND IMMEDIATELY DECIDE YOU WANT TO HELP ME PISS HIM OFF BY HAVING ME CLEAN THINGS AND MAKE SANDWICHES!
LovelyJester: *claps a hand to her ears*
LovelyJester: BY GODS, stop yelling@
LovelyJester: IM: Or I'll swat you.
TheWaiChibiAngel: I CAN'T!
LovelyJester: e_e
LovelyJester: IM: The second time today I've wished that I could cast mute.
Arch mage144: Good. He can yell at me. It'll be funny.
TheWaiChibiAngel: THAT'S WHY WE SHOULD CONTINUE TO HAVE HIM YELL, SEE?
Arch mage144: Precisely.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Is she grinning? Goddamn, it's hard to see.*
TheWaiChibiAngel: WELP, WE'LL BE BACK.
LovelyJester: *Shrugs and picks up a large stack of magazines and pays for them*
Arch mage144: Of course.
Arch mage144: You need a lot of those, I take it, Jazz.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Drops the handkerchief, immediately cursing how cold it is, and flits off*
LovelyJester: Well, you know how it is.
LovelyJester: Sometimes you just need a good distraction.
Lithaladhwen: *steps back so she's not between the talking people*
LovelyJester: ^_^ And for having free time away from obsessed husbands who are not the least bit deterred by the three children driving our household fucking nuts.
LovelyJester: *The grin gets almost cheshire like in nature*
Lithaladhwen: *immediately has a mental image of her own parents and covers her face with one hand*
Arch mage144: *kneels, picks up the handkerchief*
LovelyJester: I gotta get back. *Winks at Hak and bows her head slightly at the glowy eyed person*
LovelyJester: I left Jenna in charge of the house while I'm gone.
Lithaladhwen: *bows back* Good to meet you.
LovelyJester: *winces*
Arch mage144: That could be dangerous.
LovelyJester: *And off the vampire runs, making the jingliest racket, possibly ever!*
Arch mage144: *tips his hat*
LovelyJester: (sorry guys. But I gotta work out some scheduling shit for tomorrows big day. whoo. semestery goodness.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah, Brian and I are getting up at seven or so. We understand. Thanks for playing with us!)
Lithaladhwen: IM: She was very very loud. Loud and forward and kind of crude.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Nice woman, though.
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Someone needs to send me a log of this, too.)
Lithaladhwen: (I will. I'll upload it as well.)
LovelyJester: (Nighto guys. Catch y'all later.
LovelyJester has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: IM: There are so many people. It's easy to feel very small here.
Arch mage144: Hmm.
Lithaladhwen: *watches the crowds*
Arch mage144: If you need a place to stay for the evening before you continue your travels, I'd have to recommend the Ivory Horn. It's an inn over that way, you can't miss it.
Arch mage144: I'd recommend another personal favorite, but it was burned to the ground recently. >_<
Lithaladhwen: *nod* Thank you. I'll keep that in mind. But what happened to the other?
Arch mage144: As I said. Burned to the ground by arsonists.
Lithaladhwen: I'm sorry. Was anyone hurt?
Arch mage144: No one important. Not as far as I know. I'm more concerned about the culprits than about the incident itself. They're not just simple arsonists, but I'm having the matter taken care of.
Lithaladhwen: *nod* Well, good luck. I hope you find them.
Arch mage144: I assure you that I will.
Lithaladhwen: Is that sort of thing common here, or confined to... isolated incidents like that one?
Arch mage144: Inn burning?
Arch mage144: I wouldn't say that specifically. But we do have to deal with some strange problems here on this wing of the continent.
Arch mage144: I suppose it's the same everywhere.
Lithaladhwen: It might be. There probably aren't enough people where I come from for criminals to hide effectively. That and we depend on each other for survival. They endanger themselves as much as other people.
Arch mage144: It's the same here, really, but at the same time, it isn't. You mentioned that we seem to have a lot of resources and wealth here.
Arch mage144: Some people are never satisfied with what they have and have to lay claim to more.
Lithaladhwen: That I understand. It happens to a lesser extent. When you own so little, the few things you have mean a bit more.
Arch mage144: Eh. Some people want more than "things," too. It's all a matter of perspective.
Lithaladhwen: *nod* I remember two men fighting over water when I was young. Neither of them were suffering, but they were afraid of not having whatever they considered 'enough.'
Arch mage144: Water? I guess if you live in a desert that that's serious enough.
Arch mage144: The last megalomaniac I had to personally deal with wanted to turn the entire world into a zombie-filled wasteland.
Lithaladhwen: There is enough water as long as we're careful. The only danger to everyone is selfishness.
Lithaladhwen: Zombies? Why? What good does that do anyone?
Arch mage144: It was to impress a woman, or something.
Arch mage144: The sad part is that I'm pretty sure she didn't like zombies.
Arch mage144: Anyway, it's all in the past.
Lithaladhwen: I would not be impressed. A man who can provide zombies may not be able to provide more important things. Too busy with the dead.
Arch mage144: That guy was pretty crazy. I would call him insane, but he seemed like a pretty clear thinker.
Arch mage144: He just had no idea what live women wanted.
Lithaladhwen: It would seem.
Arch mage144: *shrugs* That's my job, I guess. Stopping people who think they have the right to take what others have.
Lithaladhwen: It is a good job.
Arch mage144: *laughs a little* But then, perhaps not. I'm not that noble.
Arch mage144: Not that it's ultimately that important.
Lithaladhwen: I do not think you have to be. Either you're helping or harming others. There's no nobility about it. Just a distinction for the people around you to make.
Lithaladhwen: You seem to me like you help people.
Arch mage144: *shakes his head* When I can.
Lithaladhwen: *smiles* That is enough.
Arch mage144: Yeah, I think so.
Lithaladhwen: I try to help my people. I don't know how helpful I am yet, but they seem to trust me with certain things. If it's what they want, I do what I can.
Arch mage144: I see.
Arch mage144: This is an odd conversation to be having with a stranger.
Lithaladhwen: I apologize. I'm not accustomed to being surrounded by so many unfamiliar people. Having someone to talk to makes one feel a little less... small.
Arch mage144: Ah.
Arch mage144: *waves a hand dismissively* You're in an unfamiliar place, and of all the people you could run into to have a conversation with for comfort you happened to get me.
Arch mage144: I don't know whether or not that's so great. *grins a bit*
Arch mage144: I have never said that it was my job to entertain people. Nor to make them happy.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I talk to a stranger because I'm in an unfamiliar place and anyone I approach will be unfamiliar anyway. I might as well just go ahead and make small talk.
Lithaladhwen: This is your city. You must have different reasons for talking to strangers. I don't imagine I seem dangerous and deserving of investigation by government officials.
Arch mage144: Hmm. Not yet.
Arch mage144: *winks*
Lithaladhwen: *covered laugh*
Arch mage144: You'll find that such investigations are not my job, either. I honestly don't give a fuck. But this is my city, no matter what anyone else tells you, and no one messes with it without messing with me.
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Griff: AHem. >_>)
Arch mage144: So unless you're looking for a fight, keep it peaceful while you're in Doma. I might technically be "law enforcement," but that's not the point either. I don't think of myself that way.
Arch mage144: I just think of myself as someone that solves problems. *grins*
Lithaladhwen: People will always create problems. It is good to have others who are willing to find solutions.
Lithaladhwen: IM: This is a good city. It is loved. That's important.
Lithaladhwen: And as for looking for a fight... I'm hardly anything to worry about in combat. Honestly. *laughs*
Arch mage144: It's always the ones you wouldn't expect.
Lithaladhwen: I try to make it my business not to be attacked in the first place.
Arch mage144: I have a friend who refuses to lay a finger on another living being except as an absolute last possible resort.
Arch mage144: But I think if he didn't hold back he'd probably be able to kill me before I could raise a hand against him. The world is a safer place with him as a functional pacifist. *laughs*
Lithaladhwen: *blink* I can imagine. I don't refrain from physical fights out of any moral issue with them. I simply don't tend to do as well. I'm on slightly more even ground when I'm not surrounded by people out for my blood.
Lithaladhwen: A much more comfortable situation.
Arch mage144: Understandably.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know many people like you describe. Like I said, we take care of each other because where I come from, we need each other.
Lithaladhwen: Why kill your neighbor? That's one less person to protect you if anything happens.
Lithaladhwen: Why steal from him? He won't side with you should someone do the same to you.
Lithaladhwen: Maybe it works better in smaller populations. The pressure is clearer.
Arch mage144: Heh.
Arch mage144: It does, yeah.
Arch mage144: This is not the kind of place where you necessarily have to rely on each individual neighbor.
Arch mage144: Just be careful here. Not everyone is your friend. You're not that likely to get attacked at random, but be careful on the shady side of town.
Lithaladhwen: I am aware. Too many strangers here. One or two at a time I can handle, but in large numbers they don't always think like people.
Arch mage144: Precisely.
Arch mage144: Or think at all. You'll find that's all too common.
Arch mage144: You've been interesting to talk to, but I unfortunately have duties to attend to.
Lithaladhwen: I am glad to have met you. Take care, Hakaril.
Arch mage144: Yeah, you too. *hat tip, military turnabout on heel*
Lithaladhwen: *heads to the aforementioned Ivory Horn to see about accomodations for the night*
Lithaladhwen: </Javid-Safiyeh-etc.>
Lithaladhwen: (I'll log this unless the lurkers want to strike up their own CIRP right this moment.)
Arch mage144: </Hakaril>
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