You have just entered room "makinglinksforchat."
MischiefMink: (*waves*)
PapatymisonN: (*shores*)
CGNakibe: (*tsunamis*)
Lithaladhwen: (Whoa.)
MischiefMink: (XD)
PapatymisonN: (I'm assuming we all want to RP.)
TheWaiChibiAngel has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (I do, yes.)
Lithaladhwen: (Anyone else? I suggest first gen.)
PapatymisonN: (As do I.)
Lithaladhwen: (Anyone care about location?)
CGNakibe: (I care about nothing! I am void of emotions. >:{ )
PapatymisonN: (I hope you're void of pain receptors too.)
PapatymisonN: (*CROTCHKICK*)
CGNakibe: (*KLANG*)
PapatymisonN: (...)
PapatymisonN: (NEAT!)
PapatymisonN: (*KLANG KLANG KLANG!*)
CGNakibe: (... did I mentino I have Tae Kwan Do testing tomorrow?)
CGNakibe: (As such, I kinda sorta need those. And various other parts of my body that will want to die tomorrow. >:{ )
PapatymisonN: (Is it on bullet catching? No? TOO BAD! *blamblablablablablam!*)
Lithaladhwen: (That's mean.)
CGNakibe: (x.x)
PapatymisonN: (It's all part of our relationship.)
PapatymisonN: (I kill him, he kills me... It's quite natural.)
Lithaladhwen: (It's sick! Two men, killing each other in a public chat?!)
Lithaladhwen: (There are women and children here!)
MischiefMink: (Maybe just women.)
Lithaladhwen: (Maybe.)
PapatymisonN: (Shini's still here.)
Lithaladhwen: (You're mistaking him for half his characters.)
Lithaladhwen: (Shini is fully-matured. I think.
Lithaladhwen: *)
Lithaladhwen: (I could check, but I live 2.5 hours away.)
PapatymisonN: (I know he's a manchild, and I live ... uh...)
PapatymisonN: (Wait, Dayton, right? Or what?)
Lithaladhwen: (I live in Indy.)
PapatymisonN: (*off to Mapquest*)
Lithaladhwen: (Shini does not.)
Lithaladhwen: (That is all that matters.)
PapatymisonN: (Well, where DOES he live?)
PapatymisonN: (... well, I'm 27 hours away from YOU....)
CGNakibe: (Are we sure Kai hasn't had Shiney replaced with ShineyBot yet?)
PapatymisonN: (... ... No, we are not.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hush, you. Pick a location.)
PapatymisonN: (Bar.)
Lithaladhwen: (!)
Lithaladhwen: (Yanna and Kerran's bar.)
PapatymisonN: (I know, groundbreaking.)
PapatymisonN: (And sure.)
CGNakibe: (Cardinal: *Busts in*)
CGNakibe: (Card: No one expects the Spanish Inquisition!)
Lithaladhwen: (*sprays her screen*)
CGNakibe: (OW. My EYES! ;_; )
Lithaladhwen: (Anyway.)
Lithaladhwen: *It's early evening in a mid-size suburb of Doma capital. The city is mostly inhabited by merchants, though light agriculture isn't totally foreign either. *
Lithaladhwen: *One of the better gathering places in town is a tavern called The Shining Blade.*
PapatymisonN: (Also: I'm VERY sure Shakti would not appreciate that joke.)
Lithaladhwen: *It's got a nice new sign outside the front door with a dagger over the nicely painted letters.*
Lithaladhwen: (She'd choke him. Force-choke, because she can.)
Lithaladhwen: *Inside, the bar is nicely furnished with lots of light polished wood. There's a rather impressive display of bladed weapons on one wall. The bar definitely lives up to its name.*
Lithaladhwen: *Two people are working there at the moment. One is an older gentleman. Rather tall and more physically fit than most men of his age. Salt/pepper hair with a very manly moustache.*
Lithaladhwen: *Also working there is his wife, an woman of similar age with grey hair and one of those 'cute old lady' bright expressions at all times.*
Lithaladhwen: <The Staff!>
PapatymisonN: *a fella, with a significant fuzz on his head, dark skin, ripped-up white mage coat, and tight blue pants, drinks!*
PapatymisonN: *... alone, apparently...*
MischiefMink: *A woman with short dark hair and dark clothes enters, and orders a cup of hot cider*
MischiefMink: (pic! http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v294/FlameRaven/Scribblings/3bd8606e.jpg)
PapatymisonN: (It's been moved or deleted.)
MischiefMink: (...)
MischiefMink: (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v294/FlameRaven/Scribblings/3bd8606e.jpg ...?)
MischiefMink: (ARGH. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v294/FlameRaven/Scribblings/3bd8606e.jpg )
Lithaladhwen: (Ah. There.)
PapatymisonN: IM: Nice ass.
Lithaladhwen: (Ah. Beth. Lovely as usual.))
MischiefMink: (Thanks)
PapatymisonN: (No sweat.)
Lithaladhwen: *The older gent stands at the bar and wipes down some drink-mixing stuff. It's all shiney steel, like the knives.*
MischiefMink: (>(
PapatymisonN: Hey, man, got any martini specials?
Lithaladhwen: *grins* I can make whatever you like. *hands the customer a little drink menu*
PapatymisonN: *obsoive*
Lithaladhwen: Anything not on that menu...well, we'll figure it out.
PapatymisonN: ... this is gonna sound weird...
Lithaladhwen: *The older lady comes by and picks up some dishes from the table next to the lovely darkhaired lady.*
PapatymisonN: *points to one* Make that one with some beef blood.
PapatymisonN: Just enough to make it look pink.
Lithaladhwen: Beef blood, huh?
Lithaladhwen: ....
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs* Sure.
PapatymisonN: Thanks.
Lithaladhwen: No charge for the... condiments. Yanna!
Lithaladhwen: Yes, dear?
Lithaladhwen: Would you please go grab me about two tablespoons worth of beef blood? I'm sure we can find some somewhere back there.
Lithaladhwen: ....Oh. Of...course. Certainly!
Lithaladhwen: *rushes off*
Lithaladhwen: Thanks, sweetheart!
PapatymisonN: ... my wife got me into them...
Lithaladhwen: Ah. They do that.
Lithaladhwen: Yanna got me into bartending.
PapatymisonN: "Oh, Dae, it'll be cute! You'll LOOOOOOOVE them..."
PapatymisonN: Go fig...
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles* Women. I'm outnumbered here. Same with you, I assume?
PapatymisonN: No, but I may as well be.
PapatymisonN: I have THREE sons, and one daughter, but my wife counts for FIVE.
MischiefMink: *chuckles*
Lithaladhwen: *laughs* The best ones do.
Lithaladhwen: Speaking of which...
Lithaladhwen: *Yanna reappears in the kitchen doorway* Kerran, what did you need it for?
Lithaladhwen: Just a martini.
Lithaladhwen: *to Dae* You like vermouth, or no?
PapatymisonN: Just a bit.
PapatymisonN: *and waves to the chuckler*
Lithaladhwen: Good man. I hate vermouth.
Lithaladhwen: When I make myself a martini...*pulls out his various bottles as if he's narrating*
Lithaladhwen: I put everything together. *puts things in the tumbler and sets about his business*
Lithaladhwen: *and pours the now-cold mixture into a glass* And then I take the bottle of vermouth.
Lithaladhwen: *grabs the bottle and points it dramatically at the glass* And do this.
Lithaladhwen: Then after a ceremonial inclusion I put it away. *puts the bottle away*
Lithaladhwen: *grins* I'll be right here with your blood in a moment. It's in the kitchen, I'm sure.
Lithaladhwen: *exits for the moment*
PapatymisonN: *to the chuckler* And you are?
MischiefMink: The name is Syrk. And you?
PapatymisonN: Daenj'r.
PapatymisonN: What ya got there?
MischiefMink: My drink? Spiced cider. Not as... exotic as what you ordered, I'm afraid, but enough for me.
Lithaladhwen: *reappears with a suitably-bloodtinged martini*
Lithaladhwen: Enjoy, sir. *nods to Syrk* Madam.
PapatymisonN: To crazy spouses.
Lithaladhwen: *little salute for the toast before he makes his way back to the bar*
MischiefMink: *nods and drinks* As you say.
PapatymisonN: *drink!*
Lithaladhwen: *The grandmotherly type reappears* Can I get either of you something to eat this evening?
PapatymisonN: Oh. Sandwich. Yeah.
Lithaladhwen: What kind, dear?
PapatymisonN: ... roast beef and swiss?
MischiefMink: Hm... yes, in fact. Some soup... and perhaps a bit of pie, if you have it?
PapatymisonN: Ooooooon... rye?
Lithaladhwen: ^_^ Sounds lovely on both counts.
Lithaladhwen: What kind of pie would you like?
MischiefMink: What kind do you have?
TheWaiChibiAngel has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: We have apple, raspberry, and I just started making pumpkin pie again a few days ago, so we have some of that as well.
PapatymisonN: Oh! Can I have some of that pumpkin pie, too?
MischiefMink: Apple would be lovely, thank you.
Lithaladhwen: Excellent. And miss, we have Baronian onion soup, and a beef stew. Which would you like?
MischiefMink: Beef stew sounds good.
Lithaladhwen: (You want to know what's sick? I might end up playing three characters before the night is out.)
Lithaladhwen: (Three all at once.)
Lithaladhwen: (I really am becoming Dave.)
Lithaladhwen: Fantastic. I'll be with you as soon as we've put everything together for you.
Lithaladhwen: *shuffles off to do the food-things*
PapatymisonN: (We can use as many Daves as we can get.)
Lithaladhwen: (This is true.)
PapatymisonN: (Heck, he's so awesome, I've willed him my characters!)
Lithaladhwen: (Keen.)
PapatymisonN: So, what do you do, Syrk?
Der DWSage has entered the room.
Der DWSage: (...Who's Mischief?)
Der DWSage: (Also, sorry for being gone for an hour. :{ )
MischiefMink: Mostly I travel.
PapatymisonN: (I may forgive you, if you give penance.)
PapatymisonN: ... that's code for mercenary work.
Der DWSage: (Fine. Who do ya want? Sorune? Kumo? Tolaris? Or perhaps a completely new and absolutely original character OF DOOM?)
Lithaladhwen: (Mischief=FlameRaven of ultimate coolness.)
MischiefMink: Heh. I used to be a mercenary indeed. No longer, though.
Lithaladhwen: (Sage: Dunno. That depends. Any of them know Myrnal?)
Lithaladhwen: (I think that they don't. Hrm.)
Der DWSage: (Sorune does?)
PapatymisonN: ... No offense, really. That's respectable...
PapatymisonN: ... but it's a load of shit.
Lithaladhwen: (Sorune has met her? I don't recall that.)
PapatymisonN: People give up being mercenaries when they stop breathing.
Lithaladhwen: *pours himself a glass of brandy and waits for customers to need things*
Lithaladhwen: (When was it?)
MischiefMink: *looks at him coolly* If you wish to think so, do.
PapatymisonN: Hey. Really. It's VERY good of you to do that.
PapatymisonN: But when ya see that posting, and you can tell you can do something good...
PapatymisonN: It's hard, hard, hard to resist.
MischiefMink: Perhaps. But my sword was broken, and I've no wish to buy another.
PapatymisonN: Either you're very broke, or that was some sword.
MischiefMink: I could buy a sword. I choose not to.
PapatymisonN: Because the life of killing for profit just lost its flavour?
Der DWSage: (*Ponders. Decides on Sorune*)
Der DWSage: *About that time...a man walks in*
MischiefMink: For more reasons than that... but I really don't feel the need to explain my choices to you.
PapatymisonN: (*Various swear words*)
PapatymisonN: (It's snowing. e_e)
MischiefMink: (What?)
MischiefMink: (Where?)
PapatymisonN: (Canada. Relax.)
MischiefMink: (Ahh, ok.)
PapatymisonN: (But it's the first snowfall here, and I am sad.)
Der DWSage: *He's about five-nine, brown hair, brown eyes, wearing green clothing...and sporting quite a lovely eyepatch, his clothes are in tatters, and he looks like he got in a fight with a lion*
PapatymisonN: That's fair.
Der DWSage: *He's also not looking that happy*
PapatymisonN: (I forget. Those two know each other, right? Dae and Sorune?)
Der DWSage: (...I forget.)
Lithaladhwen: *The barkeep waves to the new fellow* Sir. You look like you could use a drink.
Der DWSage: (>_> I don't think so.)
PapatymisonN: On me.
Lithaladhwen: May I be of assistance?
Der DWSage: Just water. Please.
PapatymisonN: .... put lemon in it.
Lithaladhwen: If you like. Ice or no ice?
Der DWSage: Yes, and yes. Thank you.
Der DWSage: It's...not quite as bad as it looks. I just need to start staying away from bears.
Lithaladhwen: You do. *pours relevant stuff*
Lithaladhwen: Here you are.
PapatymisonN: (Stephen Colbert told you so.)
PapatymisonN: And, you're also in luck.
Der DWSage: *DRAIN*
Der DWSage: Pft. Luck nothing.
Lithaladhwen: *Yanna returns and eyes the newcomer* Are you all right?
PapatymisonN: You found a healer without having to do anything.
CGNakibe: (BEARS)
Der DWSage: I'm a healer myself. It's just that my stuff is back in my home.
Lithaladhwen: (It wasn't Yadali. She would never maul Sorune.)
Der DWSage: Which is currently home to a party of three bears, a lion, and two newborn cubs.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, my.
MischiefMink: ...quite a menagerie.
PapatymisonN: Ah. Well, I heal with magic, so...
PapatymisonN: Would you like a pick-me-up?
Der DWSage: Can't say no to that. The name's Sorune Yohlm.
PapatymisonN: Daenj'r Tymisonn. Pleased to make your acquantance.
Der DWSage: (...It was Bill that met Dae. That's right.)
PapatymisonN: *summons up some holy energy in his hands aaaaaaaaand... HEALMOOOOOORE!*
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Der DWSage: *Oh look! He's healed! Fully!*
Lithaladhwen: (Aw. What a nice fella.)
Der DWSage: ...Yeah. Anyway.
PapatymisonN: (Hey. Healing is his thing.)
Der DWSage: *Sips his water* I went out for a walk, and when I came back, I found a bear in labor.
PapatymisonN: (That was 56 HP, by the way.)
PapatymisonN: o.o Whoa...
Der DWSage: I tried to talk her through it, but that mostly just got me in hot water with her mate. And her brother.
PapatymisonN: Boy or girl?
Der DWSage: The cubs? One of each.
Lithaladhwen: (Be back in a bit. Loo.)
PapatymisonN: ^_^ Ashura be praised.
Der DWSage: My friend Sher-the lion I mentioned-was able to hit it off with them, though.
PapatymisonN: Well that's excellent. Congrats!
Der DWSage: Something about the equivalent of getting a few beers and calling an ex-wife a bitch is how he explained it to me. He's been reading too much Escher.
Der DWSage: So he's going to come into town when they're done. And since there's someone at the Ivory Horn that I'd really prefer to avoid...
Der DWSage: I gave the bartender directions when he sees a lion come into the bar. He laughed at me until I started meowing at him.
PapatymisonN: ... that makes... sense... >.>
Der DWSage: ...I forgot to mention that I'm a druid, didn't I?
PapatymisonN: You did.
Der DWSage: *Shrug*
Der DWSage: I'm probably one of the more powerful naturalists in Doma...the Queen's sister is stronger than I am, but I'm not entirely sure how she measures up magically.
Lithaladhwen: *just....watching his crazy wonderful customers*
PapatymisonN: She could probably pay for more if she found out you were better.
Der DWSage: Not a doubt.
Der DWSage: Ah well. I'm content to live on the outskirts of Doma.
PapatymisonN: Well, it's where you're most comfortable, right?
Der DWSage: Mm-hm. I wouldn't be there if I weren't.
PapatymisonN: Works for me.
PapatymisonN: (Did he sit?).
Der DWSage: (Nope.)
PapatymisonN: I can't help but notice you're still standing...
Der DWSage: Eh. I could use the stretch.
PapatymisonN: Alright.
PapatymisonN: Want some food? On me.
Der DWSage: No, thank you. I'm a rather specialized vegan.
Lithaladhwen: (You know. You're just asking me to pull in another character.)
Der DWSage: (Of course we are.)
Der DWSage: >_> Anyway. Enough about my problems.
PapatymisonN: I just got a beef-blood martini. I'm sure they can handle your diet.
Der DWSage: I pretty much eat fruit. And fruit alone.
PapatymisonN: Well, fruit's good.
PapatymisonN: (... dang. We don't know about protein, do we?)
Der DWSage: (Eh, wot?)
PapatymisonN: (Y'know, the nutrient in meat that makes it part of a well-balanced meal? Fruit doesn't provide much of that, I'd wager.)
Lithaladhwen: (*grabs some brandy*)
PapatymisonN: (Dae would bring it up, but if he doesn't know it exists....)
Lithaladhwen: (He knows meat is good for you.)
Lithaladhwen: (People who eat meat can get all big and burly. It's manfood!)
Lithaladhwen: (He just may not be able to tell you anything about amino acids or anything.)
Der DWSage: (>_> Nuts. He'd eat nuts.)
Lithaladhwen: (And legumes?!)
Der DWSage: (Quite possibly!)
PapatymisonN: (He's a little less specialized then, isn't he? :P)
Lithaladhwen: *Food is brought for Dae and Syrk*
Lithaladhwen: Here you are! Let me or Kerran know if you need anything at all! ^_^
PapatymisonN: Thanks! This looks great...
Lithaladhwen: Oh. Thank you, dear! Enjoy.
MischiefMink: It does indeed. *tucks in*
PapatymisonN: *eat!*
Der DWSage: *Sips his water!*
PapatymisonN: ... boy am I glad I'm not a vegan...
Lithaladhwen: (I totally read virgin. Which would also likely be true.)
PapatymisonN: (It's VERY true.)
Der DWSage: It's not so bad.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, damn I love brandy. Strong as vodka, only it tastes good enough to have a glass of it.)
Lithaladhwen: *Older bartender man takes a sip of his beloved brandy!*
PapatymisonN: I'm sure. I just... prefer my lifestyle.
Der DWSage: *Shrug* Meh. I'll live somehow, I'm sure.
PapatymisonN: (Also: I'm making a food run at eight. I am getting empty.)
PapatymisonN: Well, if you drop dead from lack of nutrition, bang on my door.
Lithaladhwen: (And I'm bringing in Myrnal the instant I get bored.)
PapatymisonN: I'll get you one of these. *lifts the sandwich*
Lithaladhwen: (For now I'm watching and sipping.)
Der DWSage: Hasn't happened yet.
Der DWSage: I've been living here for a few years now too.
PapatymisonN: Where were you before?
Der DWSage: Different planet entirely, called Y'tuin.
PapatymisonN: Whoa. Offworlder. Cool.
Der DWSage: Meh.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh. I realized. It would be four. Yanna, Kerran, Myrnal, and Heinrich.)
Der DWSage: I'm just glad no one else is trying to kill me.
MischiefMink: *looks interested but doesn't say anything*
PapatymisonN: That puts a damper on a calm life.
Lithaladhwen: (And....I'm officially done lurking and playing the staff.)
Der DWSage: Normally, yes.
Der DWSage: (Yay!)
Der DWSage: (Crazy Ashley antics abound!)
Lithaladhwen: *In the door walks a young woman who tosses a casual wave to the old couple in the room.*
Lithaladhwen: <Myrnal>
Lithaladhwen: *She's followed by a fuzzy grey three-legged Barian wolfhound. They're both breathing heavily, as if they've been out running. The dog is getting big; his head reaches her hip now, but he still has huge puppypaws.*
Lithaladhwen: *Bugger's gonna be huge.*
Lithaladhwen: Hey Kerran. Hey Yanna.
Lithaladhwen: *She's totally wearing a tank top and shorts! No visible weapons.*
Lithaladhwen: *quick nod to the customers*
Der DWSage: >_>
PapatymisonN: *two-fingered wave*
Der DWSage: Hallo.
Lithaladhwen: (And...that pushes my count up to four for the evening.)
PapatymisonN: IM: Damn.
Der DWSage: =Hallo there.=
Lithaladhwen: Hello, sweetheart!
Lithaladhwen: Hey kid.
Der DWSage: *Hey, he barked! Wotcha*
PapatymisonN: IM: Another hot one.
Lithaladhwen: *OMG Excited dog! He runs over to Sorune.* =Hi!=
MischiefMink: *nods*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Druid. Cripes. Wonderful.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Please gods don't let him be crazy like the last one.
CGNakibe: (Yadali: Hey! eVe)
Der DWSage: =Woah there big guy. I've already been mauled once today.=
Der DWSage: (Far should totally join in.)
Lithaladhwen: (I originally created Yadali because Myrnal had to leave the adventuring party and be replaced for Nikumu-related reasons.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yadi was a nice change of pace for me.)
Lithaladhwen: *barely manages to sit on his crazy-wagging massive brushy tail*
Lithaladhwen: =Hi! You know my people?=
Lithaladhwen: So. Um. How're you and Heinrich getting on?
Der DWSage: =That depends. You mean the ones you walked in with? No.=
Der DWSage: IM:Excitable one, this guy.
Lithaladhwen: *ears droop a little* =Oh. Well, you should be! They're very good people.=
Lithaladhwen: *looks back at Myrnal*
Lithaladhwen: =That one's mine.=
Lithaladhwen: What's he saying about me?
CGNakibe: (Far you say? That's not too terrible an idea.)
Der DWSage: He's saying that you're his human.
Lithaladhwen: .........
PapatymisonN: *snicker*
Lithaladhwen: *sighs*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well. Probably.
Der DWSage: *Removes his eyepatch, belatedly* I've heard worse, trust me.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, quit it Myrnal.
Lithaladhwen: He's your dog and you know it.
Lithaladhwen: I think you're just jealous, dear.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I was going to use him as a hunting dog.
CGNakibe: *speaking of animals... looks like a fox managed to wander into the bar. Is that against the rules?*
Lithaladhwen: You had plans for him?
Der DWSage: I'm sure he'd be good at that.
Lithaladhwen: You promised me you wouldn't feed any more strays!
Der DWSage: And hello Farwind.
PapatymisonN: *looks over*
PapatymisonN: IM: Turning into a zoo in here...
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well. So did you!
Lithaladhwen: And look!
Lithaladhwen: *points at Heinrich*
Lithaladhwen: And don't forget me, guys.
CGNakibe: =o.o= Sorune Hi!
Lithaladhwen: Ah, you don't count.
Der DWSage: 6.6
Der DWSage: =So what's your name, big guy?=
CGNakibe: *sits, yawns* =-O-=
Lithaladhwen: ....And who is the fox? I don't know him, do I?
Lithaladhwen: =She calls me Heinrich! That's my name!=
CGNakibe: (I am General Heinrich Von Nedlemeyer Dorian... the Third!)
Lithaladhwen: (Hee.)
Der DWSage: *Nods*
Lithaladhwen: =What's your name? Where are your people?=
Der DWSage: <_< That's Farwind. A friend of mine.
CGNakibe: New Place. =o.o=
Der DWSage: (Heinrich talking to Sorune or Far?)
Lithaladhwen: ...Okay. Wasn't the fox I thought it was. This is a good--- he talked. *rapid head shake* You talked. Sorry.
Der DWSage: Yeah. I'm avoiding someone at the Ivory Horn.
Lithaladhwen: (To Far.)
CGNakibe: (These aren't the pets you're looking for.)
Lithaladhwen: This is fucked up.
Der DWSage: What, that I can talk to the animals?
MischiefMink: *finishes her dinner, and sits back, sipping her cider*
Der DWSage: To be fair, I only know of two other druids in the entire country.
Der DWSage: And one of them is royalty.
CGNakibe: =My name? Farwind. My people are Flame Paw fox.*
Der DWSage: ...And the other left recently, come to think of it.
Lithaladhwen: I just knew one. Crazy girl from Ka'thalar.
Der DWSage: Yadali?
Lithaladhwen: She picked up my slack when I left my friends. And--- yeah. Yeah, that's her. e_e
CGNakibe: =Alex!= *umm, the fox is yipping again.*
PapatymisonN: ... ooh. I'm gonna be late.
Der DWSage: *Nod* She's not a bad sort. Take some time to know her, and let her keep the wild side away from you.
Der DWSage: *Nods* Thanks for the pick-me-up then, Daenj'r.
PapatymisonN: *eats the last of his pie, as his sandwich is already gone*
Lithaladhwen: I didn't get to know her that well. She was... kind of my replacement. *shrug*
PapatymisonN: I'll be back.
PapatymisonN: I just have to... go... do a thing...
Lithaladhwen: Listen. Don't run off with my dog. I'm going to change clothes and you guys can sit and... dog-chat. Or something.
Lithaladhwen: (AHHH! Do a thing!)
PapatymisonN: (I'm hungry, dangit.)
Lithaladhwen: =Farwind! Good name. Do you live with your people, or are you coming to stay here, too?=
Der DWSage: <_<
CGNakibe: =My people aren't here. *whines* Here because Yadi said she could help me find. And because watching two-legs is interesting.=
Der DWSage: (He's going to get a quickie from Jinx. :{ )
Lithaladhwen: *leaves for the moment*
PapatymisonN: (... eh. Why not?)
Der DWSage: (Dirty. :{ )
PapatymisonN: (In character. :P)
Lithaladhwen: =They're good. My mistress is good. You can stay!=
Der DWSage: =Mm-hm. Speaking of which...I've been making contacts with everyone in the forest that I can, Far. Nothing yet, but surely something will turn up.=
PapatymisonN: See ya. *heads out the door*
PapatymisonN: (Back in 30.)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay.)
Lithaladhwen: *returns in tan slacks and a tunic to match...no ninja garb today*
Lithaladhwen: So. Did I miss any fascinating revelations from our animal guests?
Der DWSage: (My roommate is listening to random muic.)
Der DWSage: (I just now heard 'I love your Vagina.')
Lithaladhwen: (Someone else needs to RP instead of me RPing half the people in the room.)
Lithaladhwen: I don't know, Myrnal.
Lithaladhwen: Ask the man talking to our dog.
Der DWSage: None besides the fact that Farwind's family is still missing.
Lithaladhwen: (For the record: Pronounced mer-NAHL.)
CGNakibe: =Its... difficult without pack.=
Lithaladhwen: =You will have a pack. I think I had a pack. But now I have a people-pack.=
Lithaladhwen: Well, that sucks.'
Lithaladhwen: Tell him I can empathize. In some weird way.
Lithaladhwen: Kerran. Valthka?
Lithaladhwen: Myrnal.....
Lithaladhwen: Kerran. Come on. Just a glass.
Lithaladhwen: One.
Lithaladhwen: I don't need you getting riproaring drunk.
Lithaladhwen: e_e
Lithaladhwen: I do not get "rip roaring drunk" ever.
Lithaladhwen: You know that.
Lithaladhwen: *sighs*
Lithaladhwen: Just let her have a bit, Kerran. She's an adult.
Lithaladhwen: *gets her a glass of Valthka*
Lithaladhwen: Thank you, Kerran.
Lithaladhwen: *sighs*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Treats me like I'm a little girl sometimes. Except when they're setting me up with guys. *shudder*
CGNakibe: *sniff sniff* =So what Sorune doing here instead of the other place?=
Lithaladhwen: IM: Then all bets are off.
Der DWSage has left the room.
MischiefMink has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh dear. Hopefully get them back soon.)
Lithaladhwen: (Aiiyaa.)
Lithaladhwen: (FlameRaven is doing other things, and I think Sage is having issues again.)
CGNakibe: (*grumbles*)
CGNakibe: (It seems to definitely be one of those pettily annoying weeks for me)
Lithaladhwen: (Aw.)
Lithaladhwen: (Honestly, the main reason I pulled in Myrnal is so that there would be someone here who wasn't yipping and growling.)
Lithaladhwen: (I didn't want to end up playing Heinrich all night.)
CGNakibe: (And I pulled out Far partly because he could mess around with Heinrich and Sorune for a while.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah. Conflicting goals, I think.)
CGNakibe: (And Trickster is STILL patching.)
CGNakibe: (Ah, well.)
Lithaladhwen: (Ah well indeed.)
PapatymisonN: (I return!)
Lithaladhwen: (Hi!)
Lithaladhwen: (We're bored because we lost Sage.)
PapatymisonN: (I see. Shall I spice things up with explosions?)
Lithaladhwen: (Dunno. Myrnal is here with two dogs, her parents, and a now-silent druid.)
PapatymisonN: (... IMplosions?)
CGNakibe: (Far is a Canine Companion. Or rather, Vulpine. Whatever. I enver did get these things right.)
CGNakibe: (Also: You know how I LOVE Explosions. AND Implosions. But perhaps now isn't the time.)
Lithaladhwen: (So. Charles. Shaun. What's the plan?)
CGNakibe: (Plan? I am completely without one of those about now. Maybe get to sleep in an hour or so so that I can go and get myself beaten half to death tomorrow.)
PapatymisonN: (I'm still solid for explosions, but a new start works too.)
Lithaladhwen: (*sigh*)
Lithaladhwen: (I hate when this happens.)
Lithaladhwen: (I hope my RP is done in a week or two. I'll be able to GM and stave off this nonsense.)
Lithaladhwen: (Total chat RP action should happen.)
PapatymisonN: (Indeed. I'm up for anything, folks.)
Lithaladhwen: (Well, pretty soon it'll just be the two of us at midnight. Nothing much to do then.)
PapatymisonN: (I see that your boy is alive...)
Lithaladhwen: (He's busy.)
Lithaladhwen: (He's playing an MMO.)
Lithaladhwen: (He seems to be enjoying himself.)
PapatymisonN: (Ah... that explains his lack of response to my IM.)
Lithaladhwen: (Probably.)
CGNakibe: (I've started entertaining myself by beating up on a certain well-known Mid Boss)
Lithaladhwen: (Hey. He's no ordinary midboss.)
CGNakibe: (Can't prove that by me. >:{{ )
PapatymisonN: (What midboss is this?)
Lithaladhwen: (The Dark Adonis.)
CGNakibe: (A Vy... something or other. 9.9)
CGNakibe: (Obviously just another midboss.)
Lithaladhwen: (Anyway. Better luck tomorrow night maybe. Charles: Maybe Monday or later next week.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'll log things as usual and whatnot.)
PapatymisonN: (Kay.)
PapatymisonN has left the room.
CGNakibe: Sorry 'bout all this.
CGNakibe has left the room.