You have just entered room "rpofwhatever."
NebbieQ: (Anyways, brb!)
Deus Fio: (I bid ye all good day. If anyone has a log of last night (all of last night, in fact), I'd appreciate it being sent to me after I get back from my sojourn.)
Deus Fio has left the room.
TheWaiChibiAngel has entered the room.
AngeloState606: (*Twiddling thumbs*)
PapatymisonN: (Hi Shini.)
PapatymisonN: (I'm trying to breathe life into an RP.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (I'm not feeling too hot today, but I might jump in for a small bit.)
PapatymisonN: (That'd be superkeen.)
AngeloState606: (What's on the menu, Cha?)
PapatymisonN: (Beef wellington with au jus.)
AngeloState606: (BTW: I'm in the process of my first attempt at putting something on the wiki.)
OMG Priam has entered the room.
AngeloState606: (Really? you better send some o' that my way, and I mean PRONTO.)
OMG Priam: (*does*)
PapatymisonN: (Wow, Priam. I had no idea you were a chef.)
Arch mage144: (He totally fucking isn't.)
THENinjaRabbi has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: (Hey Adam.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Judo, however, is.)
AngeloState606: (I think I'm getting pink-eye *uber bummed*)
Arch mage144: (It's not exactly a serious illness. Annoying, though.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (I might have a sinus infection!)
AngeloState606: (I know, but I've never had pink-eye before; it's like an accomplishment for me...)
PapatymisonN: (I just like the name. ConJUNCtivitis. it's fun.)
AngeloState606: (It's right up there with never had any stitches or broken a bone)
AngeloState606: (*knocks on wood*)
AngeloState606: (Oh! And chicken pox, too...)
AngeloState606: (*Knocks again*)
Arch mage144: (You should probably get vaccinated against that.)
Arch mage144: (Especially if you haven't had it by now.)
PapatymisonN: (Listen to Brian. He's a doctor.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Doesn't it get more dangerous the longer you don't have it?)
AngeloState606: (...*knocks harder on the wood*)
Arch mage144: (It tends to be worse if you have it when you're older, yeah.)
Arch mage144: (Not to mention the miscellaneous other consequences; when you're older you miss work for two weeks. When you're a little kid it doesn't matter.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Also, I forgot how much I hate Quina in FF9!)
Arch mage144: (He's pretty much useless except for a few spells that you can get by without and it's a pain in the ass to aquire them anyway.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (And his weapon damage is, as far as I can tell, random.)
PapatymisonN: (*loves the sound of Doctor Ford* Paging Doctor Ford to the Broom Closet, paging Doctor Ford to the Broom Closet...)
PapatymisonN: (ANYways, who wants to get some RPing done?)
AngeloState606: (*Jumps up and down in her seat*)
AngeloState606: (Me!)
PapatymisonN: (And who else? ^_^)
Arch mage144: (Bah, hardly a doctor. >_>; )
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Doctors and Pharmacists != The same!)
PapatymisonN: (... embrace the excellent sound of Doctor Ford.)
Arch mage144: (Yeah, they're kinda good at different things.)
Arch mage144: (Though I will technically be Doctor Ford when I graduate.)
PapatymisonN: (Sounds like a character on House.)
AngeloState606: (Kudos.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Hoping to be Dr Klemm, myself. Then again, that would involve murdering my father and taking his job.)
PapatymisonN: (... sounds like fun.)
PapatymisonN: (Anyways, RPing. First gen?)
AngeloState606: (Yes!)
AngeloState606: (Get us started!)
PapatymisonN: (First, roll call?)
FFFan80 has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: (Hi Dave. We're not ready yet.)
AngeloState606: (Whatcha waitin' for, Cha?)
PapatymisonN: (... someone other than you and me to express interest.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Says you.)
PapatymisonN: (... oh, fine. Get on board later.)
PapatymisonN: <rp!>
PapatymisonN: *It's a good day in Doma, all things considered.*
OMG Priam: (Writing reviews! May join in later.)
PapatymisonN: *almost everybody is grumbing about the state of Baron, and the rumors that former ruler Trevor Harvey is in Doma...*
PapatymisonN: *and if rumours are true rumours, they're getting more outrageous as they get away from their original source*
AngeloState606: (Cha: Who are you using?)
PapatymisonN: *anyways, a lot of rumours have been heard at the Ivory Horn, a place of wine, song, and women... not necessarily in that order...*
PapatymisonN: (Coming to that...)
PapatymisonN: *and a redheaded devil sits at the bar, waiting for a fly to drag into his web of half-truths...*
AngeloState606: *Into the IH walks a petite, flaming-red haired woman; oh look! She's an elf...*
PapatymisonN: (Jansen Cade.)
AngeloState606: *Sans the lute today*
AngeloState606: *Approaches the bar*
PapatymisonN: Hello, love. What's the good word?
AngeloState606: Bartender! A glass of blackberry mead, please?
AngeloState606: *Raises and eyebrow and then smiles at him*
AngeloState606: That depends. What word do you want to hear?
AngeloState606: *The bartender puts her glass down and she reaches in her coin purse for payment*
AngeloState606: <Zyvanna>
PapatymisonN: Whatever you've heard about my homeland. *Yep. A low-class Baronian accent, alright.*
AngeloState606: (btw)
AngeloState606: *places some coins on the counter and takes a sip of her wine*
PapatymisonN: (Isn't mead a kind of beer?)
AngeloState606: The last I heard was that a riot erupted outside the castle.
AngeloState606: (No; honey wine)
AngeloState606: I've been told it was started by a group of gypsies.
PapatymisonN: (Um... Travellers, dear. The term gypsy depends on the existence of Egypt.)
Arch mage144: (Er, isn't the family Cardinal married into specifically referred to as "gypsies"?)
AngeloState606: (Mkay)
OMG Priam: (Haven't we had other anachronisms and misplacements for linguistic facility before?)
PapatymisonN: (It's the same thing. But they are specifically referred to as "Travellers".)
AngeloState606: *Wine sip*
AngeloState606: What about you? What news have you?
AngeloState606: Is this troubling? Were you a supporter of the king?
PapatymisonN: I heard it was a group of Nicky worshippers wantin' to up the hate in the area...
AngeloState606: Hmm...
PapatymisonN: Sneaky bastards, them...
AngeloState606: It's hard to separate the truth from the exaggerations, is it not?
PapatymisonN: That's the fun of it, isn't it? ^_^
AngeloState606: Indeed!
PapatymisonN: And as t'supportin' the king... well...
PapatymisonN: Been away from home so long, I'm neither here or ther.
PapatymisonN: *there
AngeloState606: Ah...Where do you suppose Trevor is hiding?
PapatymisonN: ... with the Theicians.
AngeloState606: O.o Theicians?
AngeloState606: In Doma?
PapatymisonN: Mm. I heard he had some... artifact they wanted...
PapatymisonN: No no, love, in THEICE.
PapatymisonN: Doma's too long a walk. :P
AngeloState606: .....but the word is he's hiding in Doma.
PapatymisonN: Who you gonna believe, uh? A redblooded Baronian or some bloke off the street?
AngeloState606: *Blink blink*
AngeloState606: I have my own trusted sources...
PapatymisonN: Is a single one Baronian? Uh?
AngeloState606: *Shrug* Lineage is impertinent, love.
PapatymisonN: Are you kiddin'?
AngeloState606: *Sip*
AngeloState606: No; I'm quite serious.
PapatymisonN: Not one person's reliable on this matter but us Baronians! Only true source of news..
AngeloState606: But you said yourself you've been away for so long...
PapatymisonN: Don't still mean I don't have me own, BARONIAN connections...
AngeloState606: *Raises and eyebrow and chuckles*
AngeloState606: Alright. So...King Trevor is in Theice because the Thecians want an artifact from him.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Suddenly, an elf! Behind Cade! He's got purple skin and rediculous ears, but it's gotta be an elf.* You, your voice.
AngeloState606: Any idea what artifact that might be? *wide eyed wine sip*
PapatymisonN: There, y've got me...
PapatymisonN: ...
TheWaiChibiAngel: It...Offends the senses.
TheWaiChibiAngel: Please, stop using it.
PapatymisonN: Fella, I'm gonna need a reason not to put a bullet between your eyes...
TheWaiChibiAngel: Why, that would start an inter-dimensional war, and we'd not want that, would we?
AngeloState606: *Wrinkles her forehead*
PapatymisonN: Eh. Made a pretty penny off the last war. Another wouldn't be bad for business, I'd think.
AngeloState606: *Wine sip*
TheWaiChibiAngel: And here, the girl said you were an intelligent man. Not that the girl is a good judge.
PapatymisonN: *turns to face the Purple Man*
AngeloState606: *To the elf with a very much raised eyebrow*
AngeloState606: I never said he was intelligent.
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Dude's sportin' long white hair, although his build makes him out to be at least a compitant fighter. ..Probably.* Oh no, not you.
PapatymisonN: ... wait, what girl?
TheWaiChibiAngel: We have another girl, a...Falchetta, I think her name is.
AngeloState606: Oh! Not me; yes, that makes more sense now *giggle*
AngeloState606: *Wine sip*
AngeloState606: More, please, bartender!
PapatymisonN: o.o Oh, lil Falchetta. How's she doin', uh? She about?
TheWaiChibiAngel: Ah, no. She's preparing for the great Crash.
AngeloState606: The Great Crash?
PapatymisonN: ... now what would that be, I wonder...?
TheWaiChibiAngel: I believe I have it right...*Thinks*
TheWaiChibiAngel: So many of your words are like bludgeoning a kitten to death.
AngeloState606: Not if you're competant enough to learn the language.
AngeloState606: *wine sip*
OMG Priam: (I'll bet he likes the word 'bludgeon,' though)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Your damn right he does.)
AngeloState606: (heh)
PapatymisonN: *takes a breath, and calms down* I can speak softly, like a man without testicles. Is that better for your fine, high ears?
TheWaiChibiAngel: (*You're, too!)
TheWaiChibiAngel: ..No, no, you're only bringing the hammer down slower
TheWaiChibiAngel: Hmmm...
AngeloState606: o.o On your testacles?
TheWaiChibiAngel: Combat. Fighting. You know, what you threatened? Crash.
AngeloState606: *wine sip*
PapatymisonN: *digs in his pockets, gets a pencil and paper out*
PapatymisonN: *write write write*
PapatymisonN: *has the paper read* So she's going to be in a fight?
AngeloState606: *Gives purpley-elf the evil eye*
TheWaiChibiAngel: Ah, yes indeed! She's going to be our axe card against that troublesome Vinsfeld.
PapatymisonN: *write write write*
TheWaiChibiAngel: How rude of me, I've not introduced myself.
PapatymisonN: Screw your name. Axe card?
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Deep bow* Lord Kloc of Twilight. And yes, axe card. ...I do believe I may be mincing your words again.
AngeloState606: *wine chug*
AngeloState606: Bartender! Another, please!
PapatymisonN: So, explain it slow so your brain can handle it.
PapatymisonN: e_e
AngeloState606: Such brilliance, I tell you.
TheWaiChibiAngel: You know, the card that's generally consdiered the most valuable in a hand?
AngeloState606: ...ace?
PapatymisonN: *WRITE WRITE*
TheWaiChibiAngel: Ah yes, that's it.
TheWaiChibiAngel: Ace card.
PapatymisonN: What the HELL are you getting her into? She's just a kid!
PapatymisonN: *made sure HELL was capitalized*
AngeloState606: *wine sip*
TheWaiChibiAngel: Correction. She's an archmage. A Twilight Elf Archmage.
PapatymisonN: Like I give a flying fuck! *done with the paper*
PapatymisonN: The hell is she? e_e
PapatymisonN: *the word Where" is implied*
TheWaiChibiAngel: Memoria, safe from the likes of you.
AngeloState606: *yawn*
PapatymisonN: ... you gotta be bloody joking...
PapatymisonN: I may be dangerous, but that's relative to how much I like ya.
CGNakibe has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: Her I adore.
PapatymisonN: You? Don't like ya that much. e_e
TheWaiChibiAngel: Then you should take your argument up with her mother.
PapatymisonN: Point me in the right bloody direction. e_e
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Smug smile* She's also in Memoria.
PapatymisonN: Don't change the request. e_e
PapatymisonN: *eyes are getting tired from all the glaring*
AngeloState606: *Sigh* Oh, just punch him out and be done with it.
PapatymisonN: (Hello?)
AngeloState606: *Smile*
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Sorry, moment.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: Well, maybe I can point them in your direction, instead.
TheWaiChibiAngel: For now, I'll take my leave of this dreadful palace.
PapatymisonN: Good idea.
AngeloState606: *yawn* At last...
AngeloState606: I simply can't STAND smug elves...
PapatymisonN: (Has he actually left yet?)
AngeloState606: *Another wine chug!*
AngeloState606: *Hiccup!*
AngeloState606: Excellent, barkeep, just excellent.
AngeloState606: *slaps some coins on the counter*
AngeloState606: *buuurp!* For your trouble...
TheWaiChibiAngel: *Yes, he's on his way out.*
PapatymisonN: ... just hate smug people. Elves or no, smugness is in us all.
AngeloState606: Indeed.
AngeloState606: Would you like for me to buy you a drink? You look like you could use one.
PapatymisonN: I'm rich. So yes
PapatymisonN: .
AngeloState606: (Huh?)
AngeloState606: Pick your poison, tough guy.
PapatymisonN: (He's rich.)
PapatymisonN: ... hmm.
PapatymisonN: Absinthe.
AngeloState606: Bartender! Absinthe for the gentleman!
AngeloState606: *slaps some coin down on the counter*
AngeloState606: I'm tempted to converse with you, but I do not know your name, sir.
PapatymisonN: Jansen Cade.
PapatymisonN: *extends the hand*
AngeloState606: Jansen Cade *takes the hand*
AngeloState606: Zyvanna.
AngeloState606: So...what was that all about?
PapatymisonN: ... little girl I know named Falchetta.
PapatymisonN: I guess she's bein' used as a sword by the Asshole.
AngeloState606: Hmm...
AngeloState606: Where's he from?
PapatymisonN: Memoria, I guess.
AngeloState606: Where's Memoria?
PapatymisonN: That's the reason I'm not going there right now.
PapatymisonN: I have no bloody clue.
AngeloState606: Ah! Glad I'm not the only one...
AngeloState606: My geography is usually excellent...
AngeloState606: How's your drink?
PapatymisonN: Oh, don't worry. I've never heard of it either.
PapatymisonN: *sniiiiiiiff... SIP*
PapatymisonN: @_@ Strong.
AngeloState606: You've got to drink it fast.
AngeloState606: Like this. *takes the cup and throws it back in one gulp*
PapatymisonN: ... oh, fine. Wasn't plannin' t'get drunk but...
AngeloState606: !_!
AngeloState606: See...
PapatymisonN: *SLAM!*
PapatymisonN: ... No. X_X
AngeloState606: Another, barkeep!
AngeloState606: 2 here!
AngeloState606: *they arrive!*
AngeloState606: Ready?
AngeloState606: On the count of three...
PapatymisonN: Oh, bloody... OK.
AngeloState606: one...
AngeloState606: two...
AngeloState606: THREE!
PapatymisonN: IM: I'd better get laid after this.
PapatymisonN: *SLAM!*
AngeloState606: *Shot!*
PapatymisonN: *COUGHCOUGH...*
AngeloState606: Hoooah!
PapatymisonN: Oh man...
AngeloState606: *laughs*
AngeloState606: Not usually my drink of choice, but hey...it's my day off.
PapatymisonN: ... Bloody... drunk already...
PapatymisonN: Y'd better be tryin' t'bed me.
AngeloState606: O.o
AngeloState606: Maybe I am...*grin*
AngeloState606: Barkeep! Two more here!
AngeloState606: *the two drinks arrive*
AngeloState606: *slides one over to him*
PapatymisonN: ... are y'tryin' t'kill me? o.O
AngeloState606: Of course not!
AngeloState606: Just trying to loosen you up...*wink*
AngeloState606: Ready?
AngeloState606: On the count of three?
PapatymisonN: ... yeah...
AngeloState606: One...
AngeloState606: Two...
AngeloState606: THREE!
PapatymisonN: *SLAM*
AngeloState606: *SHOOT!*
AngeloState606: Alright!
AngeloState606: That's it for me!
PapatymisonN: ... ... ooh...
PapatymisonN: Yeah. Me too.
PapatymisonN: *wobbly*
AngeloState606: *puts some coin on the counter*
AngeloState606: *Slides off her stool*
PapatymisonN: By the way, that stuff I was tellin' ya about Baron?
PapatymisonN: Complete trash.
AngeloState606: *knees give a little bit!*
AngeloState606: Oh?
AngeloState606: Perhaps you can tell me the REAL stuff upstairs?
PapatymisonN: Yeah. Don' know a bloody thing about home...
PapatymisonN: ... real stuff?
AngeloState606: Oh..pity...
PapatymisonN: I ... have some theories...
AngeloState606: IM: Finally! I haven't been laid in WEEKS!
AngeloState606: Why don't we *huccup* go talk about your theories somewhere a little more...private...
PapatymisonN: Lead th'way, lass. ^_^
AngeloState606: *stumble*
PapatymisonN: IM: Don't pass out, I need this. e_e
Lithaladhwen has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (This room is certainly full of people.)
AngeloState606: *Up the stairs*
AngeloState606: *Finds a door that's unlocked*
PapatymisonN: (brb)
AngeloState606: *starts giggling stupidly*
Lithaladhwen: (HAY GUYZ)
Lithaladhwen: (WHAT'S GOING ON IN THIS ARPEE?)
AngeloState606: (Not much at all)
AngeloState606: (Zyvanna being horny as usual)
Lithaladhwen: (Who's whom?)
PapatymisonN: (Jansen Cade.)
Lithaladhwen: (Well, yeah. And to think, when Quinn met her, she was still celibate.)
Lithaladhwen: (Quinn should come back and cover her tracks.)
PapatymisonN: (Don't worry. The sex will be quick.)
AngeloState606: (Who is drunk, and about to become another notch on Z's bedpost)
AngeloState606: (Who was celibate? Zyv?)
PapatymisonN: *during the course of lovemaking, Zyvanna makes a startling discovery*
PapatymisonN: *Jansen has exclaimed the name "Rune!" quite loudly*
AngeloState606: Rune?
PapatymisonN: *don't worry, that's a girl's name*
AngeloState606: Oh, whatever...I don't care...
PapatymisonN: o.o Who? What?
AngeloState606: Just giveittome!
Lithaladhwen: (....)
FFFan80: (....)
Lithaladhwen: (Thanks Dave. I'm glad someone else was thinking that.)
PapatymisonN: (... I am too. o.o)
AngeloState606: (Hey, she's horny PLUS emotionally detatched...)
Arch mage144: (Y'know, you don't shoot Absinthe. You drink it in an elaborate ritual involving sugar, slotted spoons, and Kylie Minogue.)
Arch mage144: (One of those statements was a lie.)
AngeloState606: (XD)
AngeloState606: (That's fantastic!)
OnlineHost: AngeloState606 rolled 1 10-sided die: 4
OMG Priam: (I'll bet it's the statement about shooting absynthe)
AngeloState606: IM: Hmm...no go for me...
AngeloState606: IM: He seems to be enjoying himself though...
Arch mage144: ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Absinthe )
OMG Priam: ("Parties are better with booze. Meals are better with booze. Making out is better with booze. (Having sex usually isn't, but you never remember that anyway." --from dipsomancy description, Unknown Armies)
Lithaladhwen: (Priam is wise.)
OMG Priam: (Quoting Unknown Armies is always a wise decision, I've found)
PapatymisonN: *will last a half hour, tops*
AngeloState606: (Not bad...)
AngeloState606: (Anyhoo!)
AngeloState606: *Afterwards...*
AngeloState606: So who's Rune?
PapatymisonN: ... o.o
PapatymisonN: No one. <.<
AngeloState606: *bats her eyelashes*
AngeloState606: Alright.
AngeloState606: So what brought you to Doma?
PapatymisonN: Ugh. Let's get back downstairs first. I want to get another buzz...
AngeloState606: *Laughs*
AngeloState606: Am I that unbearable to talk to sober?
AngeloState606: *Dresses*
PapatymisonN: No. I know I'm unbearable to listen to sober.
AngeloState606: *Laughs again*
AngeloState606: If you insist.
AngeloState606: Off we go!
PapatymisonN: *puts on his pants and shirt*
Lithaladhwen: (*puts on her robe and wizard hat*)
PapatymisonN: *grabs his long black leather duster and heads downstairs*
AngeloState606: *Takes a seat at the same barstool*
AngeloState606: What'll it be now?
PapatymisonN: Nice, easy, beer.
PapatymisonN: That absinthe stuff messed me up...
Lithaladhwen: (Also, for people who care about the Jade Dragon. )
Arch mage144: (Hey, now, it's only like 110 proof.)
AngeloState606: *Orders two beers*
Arch mage144: (Wait, no, nevermind, it's between 120 and 150 proof.)
AngeloState606: *receives them and passes one to him*
PapatymisonN: Are you rich, too, or something? You're buying alcohol like it's goin' out of style...
AngeloState606: *Grins*
AngeloState606: I'm comfortable.
PapatymisonN: Good to hear.
AngeloState606: So...
AngeloState606: Back to your story...
PapatymisonN: Money.
AngeloState606: Money?
PapatymisonN: What brought me to Doma.
AngeloState606: Understood.
AngeloState606: Is Baron impoverished or something?
PapatymisonN: No. But I have... skills better suited to this crazyass country.
AngeloState606: Such as? *glug!*
PapatymisonN: Killin' things.
AngeloState606: (Dimitria is posted on the wiki!)
AngeloState606: I see!
AngeloState606: So...you've worked as a mercenary, I take it?
PapatymisonN: I prefer the term "bounty hunter", but necessity requires change.
PapatymisonN: And worked is right. Past tense. Don't do that as a mainline anymore.
AngeloState606: Why not? Have you gone into retirement?
PapatymisonN: I don't need t'kill things if I got enough money.
PapatymisonN: An' I got a business that keeps me ... well, MORE than comfortable.
AngeloState606: Ah!
AngeloState606: Indeed!
AngeloState606: I'm afraid I'll probably never retire...
AngeloState606: But, it's not really a bad thing...
AngeloState606: I love what I do...
PapatymisonN: What do you do?
AngeloState606: I'm a bard.
PapatymisonN: Sounds borin'.
AngeloState606: *smirk*
AngeloState606: It's not so boring when there are people around to listen
AngeloState606: The challenging part is coming up with stories to sing about...
PapatymisonN: Go to Baron. Stories bein' written every moment.
AngeloState606: I believe I might write a song about those "travellers" who started the riot...
PapatymisonN: Good idea.
PapatymisonN: Oh. I should give you my card, so we can hook up again.
PapatymisonN: I enjoyed myself immensely.
AngeloState606: *smile* Of course
PapatymisonN: *puts it in her hand*
PapatymisonN: *it reads:*
PapatymisonN: RED RUNE REALTY
PapatymisonN: Jansen Cade, Chief Executive Officer
PapatymisonN: *and then the address*
AngeloState606: IM: Red Rune Realty, hmm?
PapatymisonN: There a problem?
AngeloState606: *chuckles*
PapatymisonN: What?
AngeloState606: Rune.
AngeloState606: I'm just...baffled, is all.
PapatymisonN: ... ... >.< Right, the company...
AngeloState606: O.o
AngeloState606: Is there something you're hiding?
PapatymisonN: ... ah, bloody hell. You don't want to hear this.
PapatymisonN: Trust me...
AngeloState606: Try me...
AngeloState606: I'm a great listener.
PapatymisonN: ... ah hell.
PapatymisonN: She's... a woman. Met her back in Baron.
AngeloState606: *Is listening*
PapatymisonN: She's... she's just amazin'.
PapatymisonN: *leans back* And, I never actually got to do anythin' with her. In any respect.
AngeloState606: Well? Why did you leave her?
PapatymisonN: We weren't anythin' to START with. Hard to leave someone you weren't with in the first place.
AngeloState606: Did you not try?
Lithaladhwen: (Do I enter and halt the backstory rape with the potential for adding to it, or do I lurk and let it continue on its own...)
Lithaladhwen: (Choices.)
PapatymisonN: ... never really got the chance...
PapatymisonN: (hop in!)
AngeloState606: (I require enlightenment!)
OMG Priam: (You know, now I'm tempted to get in on this too)
PapatymisonN: (Please!)
AngeloState606: What happened?
PapatymisonN: We just... went our separate ways, and I lost track of her before I could... let her know anything.
AngeloState606: So you were friends?
PapatymisonN: Mm.
PapatymisonN: She helped me out of a jam or two...
AngeloState606: I see.
AngeloState606: How do you think she felt about you?
OMG Priam: (1G, presumably?)
PapatymisonN: Yeah. Sorry. Wasn't fair to you.
PapatymisonN: (Aye.)
AngeloState606: What?
PapatymisonN: ... never knew.
PapatymisonN: ... back in bed.
AngeloState606: *chuckles and nudges his shoulder*
AngeloState606: Believe it or not, I think nothing of it...
OMG Priam: (this is upstairs in the inn of some sort, yes?)
AngeloState606: (We're sitting at the bar in the IH)
PapatymisonN: (No, we're back in the bar.)
OMG Priam: *comes in from outside, though he clearly has been here a while, judging from the drunken stupor.*
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Haha, Stupor.)
OMG Priam: Engh'n Keng bee wot th' nyew blott wif engerd vinston roingel~! *sings, fairly loudly, with that accent everyone knows*
OMG Priam: <Milo>
OMG Priam: *Although, whether it is able to be considered an accent at this point is uncertain, because it's hard to tell whether those are actually words*
PapatymisonN: ... oh brother.
PapatymisonN: Gotta love the drunks around here.
OMG Priam: Ooh!~
OMG Priam: Et's....*looks at Z*
OMG Priam: .....YEW!!
OMG Priam: *points, strikes a pose*
AngeloState606: Milo!
AngeloState606: How good to see you!
AngeloState606: *Runs over to him and greets his drunken ass with a kiss on the cheek*
OMG Priam: Ey, oy! Gewd t'see boethf yew, toew!
PapatymisonN: ... yee...
AngeloState606: Come! Have a seat! Don't hurt yourself...
OMG Priam: Ah, oye. Pshew!
PapatymisonN: *is there a stench?*
AngeloState606: *I dunno? IS there?*
OMG Priam: *turns around, and bellows the last line of this song, apparently, in a deep voice:* AN' THAEY AWL FELL DAOUWN. *waves his hand in a manner becoming of a conductor*
OMG Priam: *He does have a little bit of a smell, the mingling of metal, oil, and alcohol. Little sweat there, too. No vomit, though, thankfully.*
AngeloState606: Milo? How much have you had?
OMG Priam: *stumbles around and finds the aforementioned seat!*
OMG Priam: Ooh, ahh gor rewm f'moher, eeeee.
AngeloState606: *Shakes her head and laughs*
OMG Priam: Ey!
AngeloState606: I don't think so, darling. Bartender!
AngeloState606: Coffee, please!
OMG Priam: *looks discerningly at the other guy*
OMG Priam: *then at Z*
AngeloState606: *The bartender brings a cup o' joe*
PapatymisonN: ... *ignoring Stinky*
AngeloState606: *Hand it to Milo*
OMG Priam: *as though staring at something on their face*
OMG Priam: *respectively*
AngeloState606: Drink up, Milo!
AngeloState606: Something wrong?
OMG Priam: *quickly puts one finger up*
OMG Priam: *to Cade* Sahr...
OMG Priam: What...ARE yew....to 'er?
PapatymisonN: ... ... <.< I don't have any change, sorry.
AngeloState606: *laughs*
OMG Priam: DAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!
AngeloState606: I don't think he's asking for change...
OMG Priam: *knee-slapping!*
AngeloState606: *tries to suppress a snort*
OMG Priam: Yew're chargen, naow? *to Z*
AngeloState606: (XD)
AngeloState606: *Laughs again*
OMG Priam: Ah feel speshil, 'en!
OMG Priam: *pats her on shouldre*
PapatymisonN: ... guh...
AngeloState606: No, no, Milo. I don't think he, uh, understood you...
OMG Priam: Oh? Oh!
OMG Priam: Ah'm speeken Common, eh, reit? Ah e'en tewk cair t' speek cleer t'im!
PapatymisonN: ... ...
PapatymisonN: WHAT? e_e
OMG Priam: *clears throat, thumps chest*
AngeloState606: Oh, Milo...
OMG Priam: WOT, AER, YEW, T', HEIR?
AngeloState606: Drink your coffee...
PapatymisonN: What air you to... to an heir? o.O
OMG Priam: HEIR! HHHHHAIR!!
OMG Priam: *strongly aspirates that H*
OMG Priam: *points to Z* Herr! th' gairl?
PapatymisonN: ... >.- I think I'm going to go blind...
PapatymisonN: ... HER.
OMG Priam: AYE.
PapatymisonN: What am I to her?
OMG Priam: Aye!
PapatymisonN: ... I just slept with her. And I plan to do it again.
OMG Priam: Ooh! Gewd mahn.
AngeloState606: How's the project coming along, Milo?
TheWaiChibiAngel: (I forgot how nasty Beatrix is the first time you fight her. ;_;-)
Lithaladhwen: (Kiddo?)
OMG Priam: Hm? Ooh, ooh.
OMG Priam: *drinks that coffee, finally*
TheWaiChibiAngel: (FF9 Beatrix :-( )
Lithaladhwen: (Heh.)
AngeloState606: (*It was espresso...triple shot*)
OMG Priam: Et's found a li'l stahl. Bu' we be werken on ano'er theng.
AngeloState606: Good good.
AngeloState606: Haven't seen you in so long!
OMG Priam: Enbeg kensheet noormbeg, ehm?
AngeloState606: ....
AngeloState606: Sorry...didn't catch that?
OMG Priam: Hoo, kaie. Wondrin if YEW bee un'stan'n me! Yeu pahs th' tist!
AngeloState606: Ah!
AngeloState606: Great!
OMG Priam: *coffeedrinkage!*
AngeloState606: *Looks over at Cade*
OMG Priam: Mahn, karfi tayst leik shit.
AngeloState606: Well, you need it to sober up now...
AngeloState606: So...*to Cade* you never saw her again?
AngeloState606: When was the last time you saw her?
AngeloState606: *Looks over to Milo periodically to make sure he's not tipping over*
OMG Priam: *is teetering! But generally recovers.*
AngeloState606: (Earth to Cha!)
OMG Priam: *muttering that song to himself again*
PapatymisonN has left the room.
PapatymisonN has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: (I am raped!)
AngeloState606: (Better?)
Lithaladhwen: (Stop that, Charles. Stop being raped.)
PapatymisonN: (Let's hope. The last thing I saw was "Great!" from Zyv.)
PapatymisonN: (... and he's just so handsome. I always open the door... ;_; )
AngeloState606: OMG Priam: *coffeedrinkage!*AngeloState606: *Looks over at Cade*
AngeloState606: OMG Priam: Mahn, karfi tayst leik shit.AngeloState606: Well, you need it to sober up now...AngeloState606: So...*to Cade* you never saw her again?
AngeloState606: AngeloState606: When was the last time you saw her?AngeloState606: *Looks over to Milo periodically to make sure he's not tipping over*AngeloState606: OMG Priam: *is teetering! But generally recovers.*AngeloState606: (Earth to Cha!)OMG Priam: *muttering that song to himself again*
Lithaladhwen: (Y'know. You can IM that.)
Lithaladhwen: (And your text limit is much longer.)
AngeloState606: (Yeah; I remembered that after I hit enter the last time...)
AngeloState606: (Stupid Tara)
AngeloState606: (Somebody bonk me.)
PapatymisonN: (*bonk*)
AngeloState606: (*bonked*)
PapatymisonN: A couple years ago.
AngeloState606: Hmm. In Baron, I presume?
PapatymisonN: Valth, believe it or not.
PapatymisonN: She helped me beat a murder rap.
AngeloState606: Really?
AngeloState606: Was she from Baron?
AngeloState606: *Looks over at Milo again, checking on him*
PapatymisonN: Yep.
PapatymisonN: Used to be part of the guard, then just... left with me on a whim.
AngeloState606: *pats him on the shoulder*
AngeloState606: What has kept you from looking for her?
AngeloState606: You're incredibly wealthy now.
AngeloState606: You have much to offer.
PapatymisonN: ... can't FIND her.
PapatymisonN: Dropped off the damn map, she did.
AngeloState606: Really? What about her family? Do they know what may have happened?
OMG Priam: *analyzing the wall. A different wall each time she looks*
PapatymisonN: Didn't MEET her family.
PapatymisonN: (brb)
AngeloState606: You feeling better yet, Milo?
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 8-sided die: 2
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, God.)
AngeloState606: Can I get anything for you, Milo?
Lithaladhwen: (I think the dice have spoken.)
DarkLordKelne has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (And I think they voted for....)
Lithaladhwen: (Holly. )
Lithaladhwen: *A blonde walks into the bar. 'Cept she's seventeen and isn't accompanied by priests or rabbis.*
Lithaladhwen: *She's wearing a brown leather airship-bomber jacket with a big thick lamb's-wool lining to stay warm, and everything else seems to be in shades of red or purple, down to a little scarf tied in her hair.*
AngeloState606: *Notices the fellow shorty enter the bar*
Lithaladhwen: *She gives a smile and a wave to Zyvanna, as they've met briefly, and orders a hot toddy!*
AngeloState606: *waves back!*
AngeloState606: *Still trying to ensure that Milo is okay*
OMG Priam: *seems to be fine, but doesn't seem to realize, or at least respond, to his being called*
OMG Priam: *instead, seems to prioritize staring about the place, mouth agape.*
AngeloState606: Milo? Do you need some more coffee?
OMG Priam: Ooh, naeh. Ah'm fein, rilley!
Lithaladhwen: *noticing that Zyvanna's friend seems a little out of sorts, Holly sits down with the group*
Lithaladhwen: Hey, Zyvanna.
AngeloState606: Are you sure?
AngeloState606: Hello, there!
PapatymisonN: *drinkin' his beer*
Lithaladhwen: What have you been up to? Who're your friends?
AngeloState606: This *motions to Milo* is Milo
AngeloState606: And this *motions to Cade* is Jansen Cade.
PapatymisonN: *wave*
Besyanteo has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Hey Bes.)
OMG Priam: *waves, very high in the air*
Lithaladhwen: (Holly, Zyvanna, Milo, and Jansen. Did I miss anyone?)
AngeloState606: Have you heard about the commotion in Baron, Holly?
PapatymisonN: (No.)
Lithaladhwen: Oh, yes. A good bit, anyways. You know there are already a couple of songs about this girl who started the riot?
OMG Priam: *snaps out of his reverie!*
PapatymisonN: The king went to Theice to negotiate an offensive against his usurpers!
Lithaladhwen: Not all in Common, either. It's really neat!
OMG Priam: Baron? Hm? Whot?
PapatymisonN: And it was Nicky worshippers.
OMG Priam: Nicky!?
OMG Priam: .....Worshippers?!
Lithaladhwen: *blink* Nikumu?
PapatymisonN: S'what I heard.
AngeloState606: A girl started the riot?
OMG Priam: Reyot?!
Besyanteo: (I am wonderfully amused. =D)
Lithaladhwen: I haven't heard that one. But yeah. I mean, other people where there at a public address. They were trying to ...explain what had happened.
OMG Priam: *stands up*
Lithaladhwen: She stood up above the crowd, screaming for justice for their king.
OMG Priam: *or rather, fails to properly brace himself for standing up. Crash =D*
Lithaladhwen: The crowd took up her cause, but ---Oh! Milo!
OMG Priam: DOOF!
PapatymisonN: ... oh brother...
Lithaladhwen: *crouches down to check him out*
Lithaladhwen: Are you okay?
OMG Priam: Nae, kn'tenyew!
OMG Priam: Wostet aboat the reyot en Bairn?
AngeloState606: *leans over him*
AngeloState606: Oh dear. *Takes his hand, and starts to pull him to his feet*
OMG Priam: *appears to be comfortable, and does not mind being on the floor for this conversation!*
Besyanteo: (Is... Is that Cockney?)
PapatymisonN: (Dear god, I have no clue.)
Lithaladhwen: Thanks, Zyvanna.
Lithaladhwen: *sits back in her chair*
OMG Priam: (It's a twist of Scottish, British, and Bullshitese)
AngeloState606: (Scottish)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (It's a mix of "Oh god, my sanity.")
Lithaladhwen: Anyway, the whole thing got way out of control. The public officials were escorted away while the guard was left to deal with the riot.
Lithaladhwen: A lot of people were injured in the chaos, and a lot more were arrested.
AngeloState606: Really?
AngeloState606: Oh my...
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
TheWaiChibiAngel: (To give you a clue, Tareen loves the way Milo talks.)
Lithaladhwen: (Professor Awesometalk!)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (:D)
OMG Priam: (Ph.D!)
Besyanteo: (XD)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Also, my disc 2 of FF9 appears to be defective!)
Besyanteo: (Suck!)
OMG Priam: Whaer et en Bairn?
AngeloState606: It sounds like the public officials have a lot on their hands.
OMG Priam: *finally allows himself to be hoisted up*
AngeloState606: The capital, right?
AngeloState606: *Pulls him up, finally*
OMG Priam: Ooh. *does not seem to be that interested in the goings-on anymore!*
Lithaladhwen: (But yeah, word passes fast on a continent with so many bards. It's like the twilight bark, man.)
Besyanteo: (I have no problem with this. :o)
AngeloState606: I'd been hoping to get a more...accurate...telling of the store...
AngeloState606: (*story)
AngeloState606: I was being struck by creativity at the idea of it.
PapatymisonN: .... those idiots will get kicked out soon enough.
AngeloState606: Who? The public officials?
PapatymisonN: Yeah. C'mon. Place'll erupt in civil war quick enough, and they'll be BEGGIN' for Trevor to go back.
Lithaladhwen: Well, it's pretty natural that it would have happened. He was ousted without a trial of any kind, and I guess the people didn't know that. They probably felt really betrayed.
Lithaladhwen: I hope it doesn't come to a civil war, but it could.
PapatymisonN: I'm sure my dad's elated.
Lithaladhwen: Your dad?
PapatymisonN: Mm. He's enough of an asshole to be pleased as punch Trevor's gone.
AngeloState606: Why would your dad be elated?
AngeloState606: I see.
Lithaladhwen: *frowns*
AngeloState606: Any idea where Trevor is, Holly?
Lithaladhwen: I heard he's been offered safe passage to Doma capital, actually.
AngeloState606: Indeed.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know what he's chosen to do, and I probably won't know anything for a while. Have to keep it secret for his safety, which I guess I understand.
DarkLordKelne: (Trevor: Standing right behind the people saying nasty things about me. e.e)
AngeloState606: Do you think he's heard about what happened yet?
Lithaladhwen: Trevor?
Lithaladhwen: They exiled him. He knows. You really can't overlook that.
Lithaladhwen: The riots...
Lithaladhwen: Well....
Besyanteo: (I dunno: )
Lithaladhwen: If I know, I'm sure his information is at least as good.
Besyanteo: (It's happenedi n Gaera's history before. =D)
Lithaladhwen: (Aye.)
AngeloState606: *Nods*
AngeloState606: I'm sure it would brighten his spirit to know he still has so many loyal to him...
PapatymisonN: (But this king's not an evil doppelganger who is in fact a Fiend.)
Besyanteo: (Thinking of somehting else!_
Besyanteo: (:o)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (HEY BES)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (GO WRANGLE NEB AND IDRAN)
Lithaladhwen: (Tareen called Vasquez a fiend.)
Lithaladhwen: Maybe.
TheWaiChibiAngel: (She sure did!)
Lithaladhwen: It still doesn't change what happened... but I guess I would feel better about that, too.
AngeloState606: There's still hope, right?
NebbieQ: (I AM HERE WHAT DO YOU WANT?)
Lithaladhwen: *rests her elbows on the table, and her chin on her hands* Yeah.
TheWaiChibiAngel: (WHAT DO YOU THINK)
Lithaladhwen: I wish my dad were here, because I know he'd be able to find out more.
AngeloState606: How so?
Idran1701 has entered the room.
OMG Priam: *thump goes the bar, as Milo either falls asleep or passes out thereupon.*
AngeloState606: *Shakes her head*
Lithaladhwen: *sighs at Milo's failure to be upright*
AngeloState606: *pats Milo on the shoulder*
AngeloState606: He'll be okay...
Lithaladhwen: Well, he can go into bars and drink with the guards. It's how he gets a lot of stories.
PapatymisonN: ... where the HELL is he from?
Lithaladhwen: Then he can talk to the people who were in the riot. It's easier and safer when you're a guy.
AngeloState606: <.< Who? Milo?
Lithaladhwen: No, my dad.
Lithaladhwen: (Scratch)
AngeloState606: Oh...
Besyanteo: (Your turn Chris. >:-)
Lithaladhwen: (Was she talking to Jansen or Holly?)
PapatymisonN: Yeah, Milo.
Lithaladhwen: (Thanks, Cha.)
Lithaladhwen: (I got confuzzled.)
AngeloState606: Well, you and Milo have everything in common in terms of me.
AngeloState606: *grin*
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: No...
Lithaladhwen: ...*sips her drink*
PapatymisonN: Please tell me you DIDN'T....
Lithaladhwen: IM: Not going to think about it. It isn't my business anyway.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'll just listen and remember it. I don't have to judge.
AngeloState606: O.o
AngeloState606: What? What do you have against Milo?
PapatymisonN: He seems... ... he's a bloody vagrant!
AngeloState606: *chuckle*
PapatymisonN: IM: If I wake up with a rash, I swear to the gods... >.<
Lithaladhwen: Define "vagrant."
Lithaladhwen: *blinks*
AngeloState606: He's no more a vagrant than you are.
PapatymisonN: Homeless bum who panhandles so he can buy himself cheap hooch.
Lithaladhwen: That's not very nice.
Lithaladhwen: You don't know that's what he does. He's just drunk right now.
AngeloState606: *shakes her head*
AngeloState606: Now now, Jansen. Play nice...
Lithaladhwen: Even I've been ...well, I've had too much every now and again.
AngeloState606: Indeed.
Lithaladhwen: Doesn't make me a vagrant.
PapatymisonN: ... I judge too fast, fine.
PapatymisonN: Still puts me off, the fella...
Lithaladhwen: (Compassion for all creatures SMASH! Shoujo friendship princess CRUSH!)
PapatymisonN: IM: My business is NEVER going inside HER again... gliiiiiiiiiik. She slept with THAT?
AngeloState606: So, your father gets to drink with the guards?
NebbieQ has left the room.
TheWaiChibiAngel has left the room.
AngeloState606: I bet he does become privvy to lots of information.
OMG Priam: *snrkkk* mm, not so fast....
Lithaladhwen: *nods, ignoring the judgey man* Yeah.
OMG Priam: *no' so fahst...
AngeloState606: <.<
Lithaladhwen: He does. Though I think he's been following around my---Milo?
Lithaladhwen: Are you okay?
Besyanteo has left the room.
OMG Priam: *stirring in his sleep, and apparently mumbling things*
AngeloState606: *sighs*
AngeloState606: He's only dreaming...
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs*
AngeloState606: *Looks over at Jansen and shakes her head*
AngeloState606: He's been following around your what?
PapatymisonN: Who, him?
AngeloState606: *To Holly*
Lithaladhwen: Oh. Some of my friends.
Lithaladhwen: I think he's curious, and we don't see each other much.
AngeloState606: Hmm.
Lithaladhwen: So he sees them someplace, and hangs out with them for a while without saying who he is.
Lithaladhwen: *grins* He's a goofball.
AngeloState606: Ah.
AngeloState606: *chuckles*
AngeloState606: That's an interesting method.
AngeloState606: *Looks up at the ceiling and then around the room*
Lithaladhwen: So, if you meet an elf named Isaac Abriani, or Horatio, or Aramis, or Lucignolo, or um.... Oh. Or Robin or Puck, or maybe even Nigel or Dmitri, it might be him. Especially if he juggles.
AngeloState606: *Laughs*
AngeloState606: Alright...
AngeloState606: Juggling elf = Holly's father.
AngeloState606: Got it.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
AngeloState606: It will be interesting to see how all this Baron activity unfolds...
Arch mage144: *the door to the Ivory Horn flies open and is promptly slammed shut as a tall figure in black robes and wearing a wide-brimmed fedora adorned with a feather rushes in with a panicked look on his face*
Lithaladhwen: (Note: Holly is totally human. Not even a little elven-looking.)
Arch mage144: GREAT LORD AGNOSTIC, I'VE GOT TO HIDE!
PapatymisonN: o.O
Lithaladhwen: ....Hakaril?
PapatymisonN: The bloody hell?
AngeloState606: *Turns to look*
Lithaladhwen: (I don't even have to invoke Shakti's corellary!)
Lithaladhwen: (I almost mentioned him! Maybe that's enough!)
Arch mage144: *whirls around and waves his fingers at the door, which promptly clicks audibly as though locking*
Lithaladhwen: Hakaril! *stands* What's going on?
AngeloState606: Are you alright, sir?
Arch mage144: No! I'm fucked!
Lithaladhwen: Why?
Lithaladhwen: (Sirvix wants him to change diapers, doesn't she?)
OMG Priam: *snzz* Hmmng, me too....
PapatymisonN: ... this isn't something that requires gunfire, is it?
PapatymisonN: Cuz that would complete my day.
Arch mage144: ...er...well...no, I don't think gunfire will solve this.
AngeloState606: What is it?
Arch mage144: I'm going to have to contact all of my associates at Gunnir and pray to every deity in existence that I can find a means of reversing the worst accidental transmutation in Doman history. *covers his face with his hands*
Lithaladhwen: ....What did you do?
Arch mage144: You see, the Doman vault used to be full of gold coins.
Arch mage144: It is now full of raw salmon.
AngeloState606: IM: That...doesn't sound good.
Lithaladhwen: .....
PapatymisonN: (... ...)
Lithaladhwen: Um. Hm.
PapatymisonN: (A moment.)
AngeloState606: *Suppresses a giggle*
Lithaladhwen: I....I...ah....
AngeloState606: ....
PapatymisonN: ... nice one, champ.
AngeloState606: *And...can't suppress it any longer*
Lithaladhwen: I'm no good at transmutation. I bet we can find someone, though. It's okay!
Arch mage144: Yes, well...in retrospect I probably shouldn't have told you.
AngeloState606: *Lets one slip!*
PapatymisonN: *there is an urgent knock at the door*
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, crap.)
Arch mage144: *leaps ten feet in the air*
Arch mage144: *runs to the corner of the room, turns over a table, and hides behind it*
Lithaladhwen: .....*makes Hakaril invisible*
DarkLordKelne: (Smartz: HAKAAAARIIIIL!)
Lithaladhwen: *to Hak* Shh!
AngeloState606: Why don't you go to one of the rooms up...well that works.
PapatymisonN: ... OPEN THIS DOOR IN THE NAME OF THE KING OF DOMA!
DarkLordKelne: (Kelne: Y'know, I swear that guy runs by screaming his name at least once a week...)
Lithaladhwen: *w*....Hakaril, I'll distract him!
Arch mage144: IM: Shit, I've been followed! They suspect me!
Arch mage144: IM: I suppose I could just admit to it and swear I'll fix it.
Lithaladhwen: *rushes to the door and opens it with a gasp of delight * Oh, wow! It really is you!
Lithaladhwen: IM: Neat! He's always busy when I'm at the castle!
AngeloState606: <.<
PapatymisonN: Out of my way. HAKARIL!
PapatymisonN: *pushes past her*
Lithaladhwen: *is shoved out of the way*
DarkLordKelne: *Meanwhile, outside* IM: I know I should go elsewhere for my drink, but morbid curiosity compels me.
PapatymisonN: Hakaril, come out, NOW!
AngeloState606: *Eyes the shovey man*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Don't do anything stupid. Just...don't...move... >.o
Arch mage144: IM: I will, too. If my theory is correct, a magnified area dispelling flux amplified by a ritual circle involving twenty-seven pargon runes and thirty-four participants...
Lithaladhwen: *lays a finger on her lips to motion Zyvanna be very SHUSH*
PapatymisonN: *it is King Charles Domanada, alright!*
Arch mage144: IM: It's no good, he knows I'm here...!
DarkLordKelne: *Ambles in in shovey man's wake*
PapatymisonN: *looks behind that turned over table*
Arch mage144: *thankfully, is invisible*
PapatymisonN: ... ...
Lithaladhwen: (HAHAHAHA)
AngeloState606: My appologies, your highness.
AngeloState606: We are the only ones here.
PapatymisonN: You should have stopped breathing, Silvar.
Lithaladhwen: (Holly and her womanly wiles.)
DarkLordKelne: *Before wandering over to the bar and ordering tea*
PapatymisonN: *GRAB!*
Lithaladhwen: (The mage breathes so loud you could have shot him in the dark?)
Arch mage144: *however, is still touchable*
AngeloState606: (Sucks to be him!)
Lithaladhwen: *gasps and covers her mouth with her hands*
Lithaladhwen: *shuts the door and stands in front of it*
Arch mage144: *twitches his fingers*
Lithaladhwen: IM: No more shoving or dragging of Hakaril!
PapatymisonN: Turn off the spell. Now.
Arch mage144: WHO DARES DISTURB MY SLUMBER, MORTAL!? *voice booms like that of a balor, or perhaps just the ghost of a very dramatic orator*
Lithaladhwen: o_o
Lithaladhwen: Whoa!
PapatymisonN: ... I will smack the teeth out of your mouth, Hakaril.
PapatymisonN: Cut it out.
Arch mage144: But I need those!
Lithaladhwen: IM: Oh, no. What do I do if they fight?
Arch mage144: Look, I can fix it, I swear.
PapatymisonN: THAT'S NOT THE POINT, HAK!
Arch mage144: I just needed to get out of the stuffy castle atmosphere so that I could think about how to do it!
PapatymisonN: The fact that it happens in the FIRST PLACE is!
Arch mage144: It was an honest mistake! Ask anyone at Gunnir, this kind of shit happens all the time!
Lithaladhwen: *raises a hand tentatively* It does. I promise.
Arch mage144: I remember once when someone turned an entire parapet into a pile of duck feathers.
PapatymisonN: TO THE DOMAN VAULT? THE CORNERSTONE OF OUR ECONOMY, HAK?
DarkLordKelne: You know, a cynical person might think that screaming about it at the top of your lungs would undermine the public trust...
PapatymisonN: You don't realize the SEVERE ramifications this has, do you?
Arch mage144: Hey, if the Gunnir library can survive being filled with pudding, your vault can live with being overflowing with raw fish
Lithaladhwen: *bites her lower lip and just kind of watches*
Arch mage144: Of course I do! I've studied economics. It won't matter if no one knows about it.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Stop yelling at Hakaril.
PapatymisonN: NO ONE BUT THE DAMN STUDENTS RELY ON THE LIBRARY, HAK!
PapatymisonN: THE ENTIRE COUNTRY RELIES ON THAT VAULT!
Arch mage144: Excuse me, but wizards across the continent rely on that library! It is the magical repository on this landmass, and it has more worth than every coin in your vault!
Lithaladhwen: *begins to look more and more upset as Hakaril gets yelled at by the king*
PapatymisonN: NOT. THE ISSUE. TODAY.
Lithaladhwen: *at least the archmage's sass is encouraging*
PapatymisonN: Did you get enough "air"?
Arch mage144: *has been invisible throughout this argument, notably; finally drops the effect, popping into existence with a smug grin on his face*
Arch mage144: *breathes deeply for effect*
Arch mage144: Hmm. Yeah, I think so. You want me to explain my plan?
PapatymisonN: *wow, with the wrathful scowl the king's got on his face? Impressive.*
AngeloState606: (Neeeeed sleeeep)
PapatymisonN: 20 seconds, or you're going to jail. Go.
AngeloState606: (Sorry, y'all; I gotta go.)
PapatymisonN: (Sleep well, Tara!)
OMG Priam: (Later)
Lithaladhwen: (Bye Tara.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: Jail?
AngeloState606: *In the midst of the argument, she creeps out of the bar and into the street*
AngeloState606: (Nighto!)
AngeloState606 has left the room.
Arch mage144: I'm going to have to contact some of my associates at the Academy. The basic plan involves using a large quantity of anti-flux slime to create a massive dispelling field capable of reversing matter transfiguration.
PapatymisonN: ... *lets him go* I'm going to give you enough money to set up a stand in the market.
Arch mage144: You see, your gold is not permanently fish. Its natural state is still gold. All that needs to happen is a dispersion of...what?
Arch mage144: What do I need a stand in the market for?
PapatymisonN: Because for the remainder of the year, you are being paid in SALMON. e_e
Arch mage144: Hey, that's cool, I love sushi.
Lithaladhwen: (Too bad Hideki isn't around yet.)
Arch mage144: IM: I have enough saved assets that it really doesn't matter whether he pays me in salmon or in pocket lint.
Arch mage144: IM: That, and my Gunnir contacts would probably spot me for a while. I can always count on Archmagus Bailey.
PapatymisonN: IM: I sure hope I had his funds transferred to the main vault...
DarkLordKelne: *Listening in with a faintly amused look on his face*
Lithaladhwen: (It's true. Bailey hooks you up.)
FFFan80: ....*faint, but familiar shouting can be heard approaching the King's location*
PapatymisonN: ... <.<?
FFFan80: Y...*HUFF* YOUR H... *PUFF* HIGHNESS @_X;;;
PapatymisonN: o.o Daniel? What's the matter?
FFFan80: IT... *HUFF* ITS...
FFFan80: ...X_@;; *breaaaaaaaath*
FFFan80: ~_@;
PapatymisonN: Breath, man, breath. Now, what is it?
Lithaladhwen: ....Daniel!
FFFan80: ...o_@?
DarkLordKelne: (Dan: The vault! It's surrounded by hungry looking cats!)
FFFan80: (...close!)
DarkLordKelne: (:D)
Arch mage144: ...Dan, are you okay?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Oh, man. I don't have any idea what to do. I mean, Hakaril seems okay, but then I bet he always seems okay.
Lithaladhwen: IM: The king is really really mad, and Daniel looks like he's about to lose it!
OMG Priam: *groggily waves a fly off his ear*
DarkLordKelne: IM: And this is the leadership of the nation. Oddly enough, I prefer this to many of the alternatives.
FFFan80: Your higness
FFFan80: Be... before I say this, I just want to say, i take full responsibility for what happened.
Lithaladhwen: ...
FFFan80: >_>;
DarkLordKelne: IM: Oh, that sentence never bodes well.
PapatymisonN: ... Daniel... what is it?
FFFan80: *breath* ~_~;
Arch mage144: IM: I hope that this is worse than what I did.
FFFan80: Well, uh... you know how you asked me to send a few extra guards to the vault? In light of the... um... seafood situation?
PapatymisonN: ... yes...
FFFan80: Well, your highness um... it seems two of them were getting a bit nauteous from the smell, so... uh...
FFFan80: They um... started moving some of it into the castle kitchen.
Lithaladhwen: (Get Myrnal to tell the kitchen Goblins not to cook it.)
Arch mage144: IM: See, I just changed its shape. Now it's actively being eaten, and it's Dan's fault.
FFFan80: ...do you want me to go on? >_>;;;
Arch mage144: IM: You know, he never bothered to ask how or why his money got turned into high-quality sashimi.
PapatymisonN: e_e YES.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I could cover up the smell with illusion magic, but I don't want to add any more magic to the reaction if Hakaril needs to work with it.
Arch mage144: It would be best not to add any more layers of enchantment.
FFFan80: Well, um...
Arch mage144: We run the risk of only being able to reverse the most recent modification of the matter.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
FFFan80: Apparently, tonight's grilled seafood knight...
FFFan80: ...for most of the barracks in the castle <_<;;;
PapatymisonN: ... oh dear gods... *facepalm*
Arch mage144: Getting the requisite amount of anti-flux slime is going to be hard enough as it is.
PapatymisonN: Oh. Dear. Gods.
Arch mage144: Well, so what? What costs more per pound, gold or salmon?
PapatymisonN: My men are EATING the country's gold reserves? eVe
FFFan80: Um...
Arch mage144: Aren't they anyway, in a philosophical sense?
FFFan80: Not anymore? ^_^;;;;;
FFFan80: ...>_>; *sighs at Hakaril*
Lithaladhwen: Dan, did you say something to the Goblins before you left?
Arch mage144: No.
PapatymisonN: ... *turns to Hakaril* Every last gil that was lost is coming out of YOUR personal account.
Lithaladhwen: I mean, did they find out what was going on?
Arch mage144: *scratches his head* Okay.
PapatymisonN: ... gods! What did I do to deserve this?
Arch mage144: IM: One of these days he's going to realize that he doesn't actually have any way to discipline me.
PapatymisonN: Did I step on a cat somewhere along the way?
Arch mage144: Probably at least one, sire.
PapatymisonN: SHUT UP. e_e
Arch mage144: IM: When he finally figures that out, I don't know if I'll be better or worse off.
PapatymisonN: ... *rubs his temples*
PapatymisonN: (Worse.)
Arch mage144: (He was murdered once for trying to serve the royal family; what worse can they do to him?)
PapatymisonN: Thank the gods I'm in a bar. BARKEEP? Scotch, neat.
DarkLordKelne: *Sips his tea*
PapatymisonN: (I'm a creative boy, I'll think of something.)
Arch mage144: Don't worry, I already sent out messages to the necessary help I'm going to require to restore the castle's fortune.
Lithaladhwen: Oh! Um. Hm.
FFFan80: *belatedly!*
DarkLordKelne: On the topic of silver linings, have we learnt anything from the experience?
FFFan80: Yes, we did warn them, Holly.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I bet if we can get hold of my dad, he could conjure some gold to help supplement. It'd be a stretch and it wouldn't be much, but hey.
FFFan80: >_o And.. one of them muttered something about them tasting a bit richer than normal..
FFFan80: ...I dunno if he's kidding or serious >_>;
Lithaladhwen: IM: Hakaril will probably need it more than anyone else right now...
PapatymisonN: *downs the scotch in one shot* I hope so, Hakaril. I cannot handle this kind of stress, and when that happens, I take it out on YOU.
Lithaladhwen: *nods to Dan*
DarkLordKelne: Pushed back the boundaries of magical knowledge further beyond what man was meant to know or somesuch?
Arch mage144: Oh, no, sire, anything but that.
FFFan80: ....o_o? *looks at the other man(?)*
Arch mage144: *waves his hands effetely*
Lithaladhwen: *smiles and shakes her head*
PapatymisonN: ... don't mock me, Hakaril.
PapatymisonN: I am not in the mood.
DarkLordKelne: *Indeed it is a man. A man in a blue coat who seems inordinately amused by the situation*
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, I think his amusement is quite ordinate.)
Arch mage144: Right, right.
Arch mage144: Have another whiskey. By this time tomorrow, the country's economic stores shall be made of metal again, I guarantee it
PapatymisonN: ... they'd better be.
Lithaladhwen: (If Isaac were here, you'd get a minutes-long lecture about the merits of fiat money.)
PapatymisonN: ... you know, Hakaril, one of these days, I'm going to get tired of your shit.
PapatymisonN: And on that day, you'll wish you never met me.
Lithaladhwen: *blinks*
Lithaladhwen: IM: whoa.
PapatymisonN: *smashes the glass on the side of the bar, and leaves.*
Arch mage144: IM: Hmm. No, somehow I doubt that.
Lithaladhwen: ......
Arch mage144: IM: That would require him to be able to catch me.
Lithaladhwen: Um. Hakaril? Are you going to be okay?
Arch mage144: Me? Why, do I look anything but okay? *adjusts hat and brushes himself off*
Lithaladhwen: Well, you always seem okay. But that doesn't always mean you are, does it. So?
FFFan80: ...*nervously follows the King out*
PapatymisonN: *as he walks away* How's the guest, Daniel?
FFFan80: Hmm?
Lithaladhwen: (*stage whisper* He means Trevor!)
FFFan80: (>=P)
PapatymisonN: .... the "guest"?
FFFan80: ...
FFFan80: O..oh, yes um.
FFFan80: He's... fine I suppose.
FFFan80: All things considered... *frowns a bit*
Arch mage144: What, now? *blinks* It takes quite a bit to leave me unsettled.
PapatymisonN: ... gods, that's rough what they did to him.
Arch mage144: I don't think I'd have been too startled or disturbed if he'd killed me, to be quite honest with you.
FFFan80: ...Yeah.
Lithaladhwen: (MischiefMink: Only Hakaril could manage to do something so... something.)
FFFan80: I still can't believe it...
PapatymisonN: ... ... this ... is wrong.
FFFan80: ...your highness?
Lithaladhwen: *scowls* Well, he didn't. And he won't.
Lithaladhwen: *shakes her head* But!
Lithaladhwen: You seem to have things figured out, or at least you gave a good impression.
Arch mage144: Ah, you can never really be too sure about what people will and won't do, but your conviction is pretty solid, so I may as well believe you.
PapatymisonN: Yes?
Arch mage144: Yes, I have a very good idea how to solve the problem. Transformations of matter induced by magic are naturally unstable, with varying degrees of stability depending on the type of transformation.
Lithaladhwen: (Well, you know. Hakaril is ten times safer with a seventeen year old bard around. The king totally can't touch him!)
Arch mage144: For example, turning oak wood into wood that resembled cherry wood would be comparatively easy and likely long-lasting.
FFFan80: may I... speak candidly?
Arch mage144: But attempting to transform a rock into a walrus would probably be less successful.
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
PapatymisonN: ... go ahead.
Lithaladhwen: And so with gold and fish.
Arch mage144: There are also mass issues involved, but you get the idea.
Lithaladhwen: I do.
FFFan80: *takes a deep breath again*
FFFan80: I've been hearing a lot of stories going around, during my patrols lately.
Arch mage144: So, yes, precisely. In any event, I believe it can be fixed. *quirks an eyebrow* I can tell that you are a mage of some skill yourself. You might be able to help me out.
Lithaladhwen: Oh! I will!
FFFan80: That... dont' paint our 'guest' in a positive light
Lithaladhwen: If you need another source of energy, I can do that!
PapatymisonN: Do you believe them for a second?
FFFan80: *sighs*
Arch mage144: I'm going to need a lot of mages to supply the necessary energy, so anyone who can cast magic at all can help in some capacity.
FFFan80: I don't want to, your highness.
FFFan80: But
Lithaladhwen: IM: He complimented me on my magic! *resists urge to glomp*
Lithaladhwen: I will!
DarkLordKelne: (And now, because I can...)
FFFan80: I've been away from home for so long, part of me can't be entirely confident.
PapatymisonN: Have you spoken to him?
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: Well I...uh...
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: *red in the face*
FFFan80: I...er... didn't think it was my place to ask.
DarkLordKelne: *Some crazed-looking individual in reddish leathers, bearing a helmet and shovel bursts into the room*
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, my god.)
FFFan80: (Oh good lord)
DarkLordKelne: Boss! Boss! I just heard! Somebody deposed the king of Barius!
PapatymisonN: It is now.
PapatymisonN: He's a private citizen. A normal man.
FFFan80: ....
PapatymisonN: No reason you can't approach him.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, Tassi's gonna be hanging around for THAT one.)
DarkLordKelne: Firstly, I know that, you fool. Secondly, you mean the king of Baron.
FFFan80: I...guess
Lithaladhwen: (Tell him abou his riot!)
Arch mage144: ......
PapatymisonN: ... did you need an introduction.
PapatymisonN: ?
DarkLordKelne: No, Boss. The king of Barius. This guy called Vaniyakna took over.
Lithaladhwen: ....
FFFan80: ...Well...
DarkLordKelne: .....
Arch mage144: Oh, Great Lord Agnostic, it's one of those crazy...your news is...very...old.
FFFan80: It's just, he's an important man.
Lithaladhwen: Yes. Yes he did.
Lithaladhwen: He did that.
PapatymisonN: An important NORMAL man.
PapatymisonN: And I assure you, he does not bite.
FFFan80: ...even so, I mean.
FFFan80: He's just had his whole life ripped out from under him.
DarkLordKelne: Thank you, 48. You know how I rely on your up-to-the-minute political commentary.
FFFan80: How do you start a conversation about that?
Lithaladhwen: IM: 48?
Lithaladhwen: (So, how's exile treatin' ya?)
FFFan80: ...well for starters, you could just ask "How's your day going"
DarkLordKelne: No problem, Boss. ^_^
Arch mage144: You know, they say that news travels quickly these days.
Arch mage144: ...apparently this may not always be true.
CGNakibe: (Today's dictionary word: Sarcasm)
OMG Priam has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: Well, um. Hakaril. Please come find me if you need help. I bet we could get Xevan in on it, too.
Lithaladhwen: *nodnod*
PapatymisonN: ... just start in, and it will come to you in time.
Arch mage144: That drow friend of yours? Hmm. Now that's an idea.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. I'll go ask him and see if he can.
FFFan80: *Daniel now has a young man with long red hair, blue eyes, and simple blue shirt and pants standing next to him
DarkLordKelne: Perhaps you could check on how the civil war in Kalshana's coming? *Laden with sarcasm*
Arch mage144: *nods* I need to return to the castle myself. Can you be there tomorrow morning with him?
Lithaladhwen: Um. Yes. I can.
DarkLordKelne: *Salutes* Will do, Boss. *exits*
FFFan80: Course, if he's in a rather foul mood, he'll probably just tell you 'crap'
FFFan80: .....
DarkLordKelne: IM: Why me?
Arch mage144: *raises a hand and calls after the minion* While you're at it, tell me how the fight against Malachian rule is going, and let me know if they've figured out why General Silvar betrayed his country!
CGNakibe: (Kelne will find that his clever plan backfires)
FFFan80: *totally confused look on his face*
FFFan80: Do I know you, sir?
PapatymisonN: ... heheehheh...
Lithaladhwen: ...
DarkLordKelne: (*colour)
FFFan80: ...
PapatymisonN: *sigh* I needed a smile.
FFFan80: What's so funny, your highness?
FFFan80: .....
PapatymisonN: Think hard, Daniel.
PapatymisonN: Think very, very, hard.
Arch mage144: I predict he'll return to this tavern in about two weeks to declare that Doma was liberated from totalitarian rule.
DarkLordKelne: *Turns* Oh, I hear he was offered the recipe for Neo Vane Pie.
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: *waves to Daniel*
Arch mage144: ...
Arch mage144: You know, I have morbid curiosity about that stuff.
DarkLordKelne: *Waves and is on his way*
FFFan80: I'm pretty sure, I've never met this man before.
Arch mage144: I bet it's made of Neo Vanists.
FFFan80: ...to be fair, Charles.
FFFan80: He has never seen this man before. *smiles*
PapatymisonN: Good point.
FFFan80: *....and the confusion sets in again*
FFFan80: .....
PapatymisonN: Daniel, Trevor. Trevor, Daniel.
DarkLordKelne: The depressing part is I remember him being there at the time.
FFFan80: o_o
FFFan80: -_-
FFFan80: o_o
FFFan80: .......
FFFan80: -_-
FFFan80: o_@ What?
FFFan80: ^_^ *waves again*
Lithaladhwen: (Aw, he's nice.)
PapatymisonN: (Yes he is.)
Arch mage144: I don't know who he is, but have you ever considered having his memory examined?
FFFan80: *gets down on a knee* I...I'm so sorry your hi...
FFFan80: ...*mouth is held shut* > O;;
DarkLordKelne: I don't think I could pay anyone enough for that.
PapatymisonN: Oh, get up. You don't even do that for ME.
FFFan80: Iiiiiii wouldn't suggest saying that.
Lithaladhwen: *Holly rushes out and goes to find Xevan*
Lithaladhwen: </Holly>
FFFan80: <_< Well, I do have the home land advantage ^_^
FFFan80: S...sorry your h..er... I mean...sir.
PapatymisonN: ... did you miss the part about getting up?
FFFan80: *nod* Don't worry about it. If you did recognize me, I'd know my skill was slacking off.
Lithaladhwen: (Man, if Tassi could have possibly made it back in one day, you know she'd be here.)
FFFan80: ...
FFFan80: S...sorry your highness *gets up*
FFFan80: 6_6 o_o
FFFan80: Is he always this jumpy?
Lithaladhwen: ("Hakaril is left unsupervised while I'm in Baron for a few days and look what happens!")
Arch mage144: Well. It seems I have to go do some de-salmonization.
CGNakibe: (Heaven's Fish to destroy all mimes!)
Lithaladhwen: ("Bloody insane archmage. He's gone completely crackers.")
FFFan80: I mean, I though you were exagerrating a tad about that thing with the inustani gentleman there...
FFFan80: ...*beet red*
DarkLordKelne: Have fun with that. And you may want to consider moving the magical experimentation out of the castle. Less shouting that way.
Arch mage144: *meanwhile, at Gunnir Academy...*
PapatymisonN: How are you adjusting, Trev?
Arch mage144: Archmagus Wray: "I regret to inform you that I have found myself in a very odd situation involving a botched transmutation. I need the assistance of Academy personnel to rectify the problem."
FFFan80: Well... that depends.
FFFan80: Do you want the superficial answer, or the detailed and possibly depressing version? <.<
Lithaladhwen: Archmagus Bailey: *waves his hand frantically with some magazine about Valthi custard still in it* I love transmutation!
Arch mage144: Wray: "I know that the lack of details make my story sound very fishy, but trust me, I need you now more than ever. Sincerely, HJS."
Lithaladhwen: (Bailey is TOTALLY getting in on this shit.)
Lithaladhwen: (You FUCKING KNOW IT, man.)
PapatymisonN: Detailed and I'm sure TOTALLY depressing.
Arch mage144: Wray: ......what has Archmagus Silvar done now? *facepalm*
FFFan80: ...
FFFan80: You know um... I think I should get back to the castle to check on the um... fish situation >.>;
Lithaladhwen: </Random Bailey Cameo>
DarkLordKelne: IM: Hopefully the whole Baron thing isn't part of some lunatic's bid for world domination. I hate dealing with those situations...
PapatymisonN: Go on. You two can talk later.
FFFan80: Nice meeting you, by the way. We should chitchat again sometime ^_^
FFFan80: ...c...certinaly, your h...er... sir.
FFFan80: *hurries off, looking embarrased as all hell*
FFFan80: He seems dedicated enough.
PapatymisonN: As anyone.
PapatymisonN: *motions to a bench*
FFFan80: I have to admit, I'm a bit jelous you stole one of our own away from us <.<
FFFan80: *follows, smirking*
Idran1701 has left the room.
PapatymisonN: Sorry. I'll give you Hakaril.
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: Uh
CGNakibe: (No thanks: We don't want him!)
FFFan80: I think I'll have to pass on that one, but I'm flattered.
Lithaladhwen: (Whoa. Hee.)
FFFan80: He certainly has talent... of some kind.
Lithaladhwen: (Poor Hakaril. Tuatha will take him!)
PapatymisonN: Of some kind.
PapatymisonN: ... so. What are your plans?
FFFan80: ...*sighs*
FFFan80: Honestly?
PapatymisonN: Honestly.
FFFan80: I'm... not even sure where to begin.
FFFan80: Some leader I am, I guess.
Arch mage144: (Do they want him?)
Arch mage144: (Hakaril: I save this country more times than I can count and I get traded to the Baronians? Goddamned contracts!)
Lithaladhwen: (Hey. Hare would have let him marry her daughter if he'd been available.)
PapatymisonN: It happens to the most virtuous of all of us.
FFFan80: ...heh... virtuous...
PapatymisonN: You're not, then?
FFFan80: Doesn't seem to be viewed that way back home...
FFFan80: In an odd way... I can't completely blame them.
PapatymisonN: Oh?
FFFan80: Don't misunderstand.
FFFan80: Given the same choice, I'd probably do it again.
FFFan80: But...
FFFan80: I betrayed their trust in me.
FFFan80: *leans back, looking at the sky a moment*
FFFan80: 9_9 When my family first took the throne, we made a promise to the people.
FFFan80: While we would always have the final say, the people would be the ones to speak.
FFFan80: *sighs*
PapatymisonN: ... you made the right choice, Trevor.
PapatymisonN: Never forget that.
FFFan80: Did I?
PapatymisonN: Beyond helping me, Malachias was a danger to the entire planet.
FFFan80: I know that.
FFFan80: *sighs again*
FFFan80: But
FFFan80: You should know, of all people, that a king is nothing without his subjects.
Lithaladhwen: (G'night, all. Brian's promised me a log i'the'mornin'.)
DarkLordKelne: (Night.)
PapatymisonN: ... yeah. Yeah, I do.
FFFan80: My subjects did not want another war.
FFFan80: As much as I disagreed, that was their wishes.
FFFan80: But instead of convincing them, I took the easy way out.
FFFan80: And spoke for them instead.
FFFan80: ~_~ And now, here I sit.
PapatymisonN: ... it's a hefty price, agreed.
PapatymisonN: But sometimes that's the cost of doing what you know is right.
FFFan80: ...maybe.
FFFan80: Still
FFFan80: I wonder, if I'd just tried harder, gathered more support... maybe things would've been different.
PapatymisonN: No use in having regrets.
FFFan80: ...*chuckles*
FFFan80: Now you're starting to sound like my Chancellor.
PapatymisonN: Just hampers the future.
PapatymisonN: ... I should put all these philosophical musings in a book someday.
FFFan80: Should be quite the interesting read.
FFFan80: At least, I hope so.
PapatymisonN: Me too.
FFFan80: My great, great grandfather was quite the thinker.
FFFan80: ...just a horrible writer, unfortunatley for me *smiles*
PapatymisonN: ... anyways, we should get back to the castle, mm? Before they think I have a gay lvoer.
PapatymisonN: *lover
FFFan80: ....*eyebrow raise*
PapatymisonN: You know how rumours are.
PapatymisonN: Malicious little things.
FFFan80: Far too well
FFFan80: Considering all the ones flying around about me
PapatymisonN: *gets up*
FFFan80: *likewise*
PapatymisonN: Not a one's true, right?
PapatymisonN: I mean, having an opponent killed? Please...
FFFan80: If you're not careful
FFFan80: I may have to start one about a certain princess.
FFFan80: Being fond of grabbing foreign dignitaries by the leg and clinging <.<
FFFan80: Such unladylike behavior for royalty *smiles*
PapatymisonN: ... shush, you.
FFFan80: You were the one who started this, may I remind you.
DarkLordKelne: (48: Boss, I heard this rumour that the king of Baron was a personable young man who's paying the price for doing the right thing.)
PapatymisonN: (Kelne: That's a damn dirty lie and you know it!)
DarkLordKelne: (Kelne: What have I told you about listening to rumours?)
PapatymisonN: ... don't remind me.
FFFan80: If I didn't remind you of your shortcomings
FFFan80: What kind of visiting ruler would I be? ^_^
PapatymisonN: True. And remember that "ruler" part. There's no way you're not returning to that throne.
FFFan80: ...heh.
FFFan80: I guess old habits are hard to stop
PapatymisonN: Keep it up.
FFFan80: I'll... think on it
PapatymisonN: *nods*
FFFan80: If anything, I still need to speak with those who came with me.
PapatymisonN: Right. You should get on that as soon as possible.
FFFan80: I intend to.
FFFan80: And, while I'm sure you must be tired of hearing such so many times.
FFFan80: I'm very much in your debt, your highness.
PapatymisonN: Don't mention it.
PapatymisonN: You scratch my back, I scratch yours.
FFFan80: *smirks* And now your true intentions come forth.
FFFan80: *finger waggle* For shame.
PapatymisonN: ... you are odd.
FFFan80: *laughs*
FFFan80: You are certainly one to talk, especially with your homeland's reputation >.>
PapatymisonN: I never said my NATION was not... unique.
PapatymisonN: I myself am quite boring.
FFFan80: o_ó
FFFan80: Now you're just being modest
DarkLordKelne: (Doma. Land of the weird and home of the odd.)
FFFan80: For once... >.>
PapatymisonN: ... boredom is a bit of a relative term in this case.
PapatymisonN: *boring
FFFan80: Hehe.
FFFan80: Well, I suppose we should be heading off, before a local rag writes Gods knows what.
PapatymisonN: Same with me.
PapatymisonN: Till later, my friend.
FFFan80: Until later *nod*
PapatymisonN: *heads off!*
PapatymisonN: (And cripes i'm tired.)
FFFan80: >.> .....
FFFan80: 6.6 .... -.-
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FFFan80: *pulls out a small pendant, opening it up*
PapatymisonN: (Is it Sarah Michelle Gellar?)
FFFan80: *inside, is a picture of two people*
FFFan80: *one is an older man, streak of white in his lavendar colored hair*
FFFan80: *while sitting on his lap, is a small boy with short lavendar hair and bright green eyes smiling happily*
FFFan80: ...I wonder, what you would've done, father...
FFFan80: Would you have avoided all this, if you were still alive...?
FFFan80: ...*sighs* -.-
PapatymisonN: (Dad: I'd have kicked ass and taken names, that's what I would have done! e_e)
FFFan80: (*punt* >=[)
FFFan80: *closes the amulet, then stands and starts off, trying to see what in the city can keep his mind off the current situation. Even if onlytemporarily*
PapatymisonN: (Anyways. SO tired.)
FFFan80: </RP?>
PapatymisonN: </rp>
PapatymisonN: GODS. So tired.
PapatymisonN: G'bye!
FFFan80: Night man
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FFFan80: *saves and fwips out*
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