You have just entered room "seethisonecoming."
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: BWA HA HA HA HA HA
CGNakibe: /me nips Ashley. >:{
CGNakibe: RAR.
Lithaladhwen: SPIRITS ARE ALWAYS WITH YOU!
CGNakibe: Even now?
Lithaladhwen: ALWAYS WITH YOU!
CGNakibe: ARRRRGH! @.@ *RUNS*
Lithaladhwen: Charles is doing the dishes, and he'll be in here in a few.
CGNakibe: Mew.
PapatymisonN: See, ten minutes EXACTLY.
Lithaladhwen: Nice work.
PapatymisonN: I have to go back and do a second run at 'em (there were more than can fit in the racks) but...
Lithaladhwen: *salute* Brave dish warrior.
PapatymisonN: That is me.
PapatymisonN: Anyhoo, getting the party started, yes?
CGNakibe: ...
Lithaladhwen: (Okay.)
PapatymisonN: <rp>
Lithaladhwen: <Zea>
PapatymisonN: *It's a beautiful day in the south end of Doma. Sun is shining, not a cloud in the sky, and the guards at the south gate aren't ugly!*
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: *Zea has been called here by her benefactor, Jethro, and awaits his arrival.*
Lithaladhwen: (Damn cowboys.)
PapatymisonN: *If some people decide to show up, that's fine too...*
Lithaladhwen: (Dunno how many people are lurking and how many are playing. Players welcome!)
PapatymisonN: (at your leisure, folks.)
PapatymisonN: (... *twiddles his thumbs*)
CGNakibe: (Rar?)
Lithaladhwen: *Zea passes her scythe from one hand to the other, waiting for her patron to arrive.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I think I'm getting better with this weird vision. I've been watching people, and I have a better sense of scale now.
PapatymisonN: *walks up behind her* Been using it a lot, huh?
Lithaladhwen: *turns* Yes. Only way to learn.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Sneaky. Always.
PapatymisonN: Good. You should be.
PapatymisonN: How have you been?
Lithaladhwen: I've been all right. Have some new projects to work on, and I have to relearn a few plant hybridizations, but that's work for a few evenings. Nothing major.
Lithaladhwen: How about you? Busy?
PapatymisonN: As always. Although you are, as always, my main focus.
Lithaladhwen: *blink* Oh.
PapatymisonN: ... are you surprised?
Lithaladhwen: I...no, I guess I shouldn't be. Just... okay, yes. I've never had a teacher before, and I assumed you were busy with official things.
Lithaladhwen: I guess... I am an official thing, now.
PapatymisonN: Very much so, yes.
T3chn0Namagomi: *And so, a certain girl, pale, with white hair, red eyes, and wearing an unusually heavy getup for this time of year, including a good quantity of leather, walks in aside what is none other than Immoral*
Lithaladhwen: *smiles and waves to Fal*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Ah, Fal. She's weird. But polite, which is good.
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods once in recognition to Zea*
PapatymisonN: ... Oh. Hello. Nice to meet you.
Lithaladhwen: Jethro, this is Fal. Fal, this is Jethro.
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks Jethro's aura*
PapatymisonN: *ever looked at the aura of a reaper? No? Well, THAT'S what it looks like*
PapatymisonN: *you'll note Zea's starting to look like that, too*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Your aura is unfamiliar.
PapatymisonN: I get that a lot, dear.
PapatymisonN: ^_^
PapatymisonN: *do you need a descrip?*
Lithaladhwen: ...Um. Well! Fal, how are you?
T3chn0Namagomi: (Err, would a Reaper's aura be distinctly different from a normal person's?)
PapatymisonN: (Oh easily, yes.)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...You're not of this existence.
PapatymisonN: ... am I? ... That's a hard question, miss, and you'll forgive me for not having a truly proper answer at this moment.
Lithaladhwen: That's very very close to asking if death is part of life.
Lithaladhwen: And it's a long topic of discussion.
PapatymisonN: (Resh: You wouldn't think, the way my sister and I bicker... >.>)
T3chn0Namagomi: *to Zea* As for myself, I am currently healthy of body and aura.
Lithaladhwen: Well, those are two important things. Glad to hear it.
CGNakibe: (well, I wonder how well this might actually work out.)
Lithaladhwen: What've you been up to?
CGNakibe: (Hm. Not as well as hoped.)
T3chn0Namagomi: Nothing specific has deviated from the norm as of lately, though I am currently deficient in the local currency.
Lithaladhwen: Oh? Well, I can take us to lunch later. I've been craving something fried and horrible. You in?
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods*
PapatymisonN: ... anyways, ladies... shall we begin with the lesson.
Lithaladhwen: ...Right. Fal, you mind waiting for me? I have... things to figure out.
Lithaladhwen: I won't be able to go spend money just yet.
PapatymisonN: Well, this one will be exciting, so she can watch.
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods, and begins to walk away*
PapatymisonN: Oh, come on. Don't go yet. You can be... the official judge.
Lithaladhwen: IM: ...I don't know what he has in mind, but it's weird. I can sense the weirdness coming from him in waves. This should be ...educational.
T3chn0Namagomi: What in particular do you desire me to pass judgment upon?
T3chn0Namagomi: *stops*
PapatymisonN: Well, let me set things up first.
PapatymisonN: *grabs Zea's shoulders* Zea, I need you to look directly north.
Lithaladhwen: o_o Okay. *does so*
PapatymisonN: Do you see him?
PapatymisonN: *she does...*
PapatymisonN: *there's a man... at the castle gates... his time is almost up*
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
PapatymisonN: *he's... dishevelled... obviously homeless... and it is time for him to go*
PapatymisonN: Your task? Reap him in time.
PapatymisonN: The trick?
PapatymisonN: *conjures a classic Reshian scythe*
PapatymisonN: Do it before him. *tosses the scythe to his left*
PapatymisonN: (Aaaaaaaand CUE!)
T3chn0Namagomi: *turns and watches*
CGNakibe: *a rather lanky looking young man with brown-ish hair and dark skin catches the scythe*
CGNakibe: Sorry I'm late, man. Got caught up in some stuff along the way, ya know?
Lithaladhwen: *gives the guy one glance and heads over toward the targeted fellow*
PapatymisonN: You're right on time, sir.
CGNakibe: Some people just gotta mellow out and stuff.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Ignore. Pressure will not help.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I will not let him take this from me. I don't care who he is.
CGNakibe: She's driven, man.
CGNakibe: *starts after her*
PapatymisonN: That she is, Agent Arryn.
Lithaladhwen: (Damn right she is.)
PapatymisonN: *you heard right...*
PapatymisonN: ... here, miss ... Fal, was it? I'll take you to the finish line...
T3chn0Namagomi: *blinks, and nods as a response*
PapatymisonN: *and... they're there. Immoral too*
PapatymisonN: And if you're wondering, Miss, that other fellow was an Agent of the Lord.
Lithaladhwen: *Zea is heading over, keeping a careful watch on the homeless man's time, since she's never done this before and doesn't want to miss anything.*
PapatymisonN: *whatever Zea does, she can't keep her eyes off that man...*
Lithaladhwen: (Well, there you have it.)
PapatymisonN: *it's like she's being drawn to him*
PapatymisonN: *it almost makes her crash into walls*
Lithaladhwen: (Walls are irrelevant. Doing the work of God is relevant.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *suddenly, holds her head in both hands as if something was wrong, and falls to her knees with an expression of pain on her face*
CGNakibe: *is pretty fast when he wants to be* Wow. You've got, like, focus. Vision. I gotta respect that.
Lithaladhwen: Good. Then go stand with Jethro.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: No...it still hurts...
PapatymisonN: o.o Are you alright, miss?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...don't...
PapatymisonN: (OK, Ashley, got Zea's sheet. Roll for AGI.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *In a near-quivering voice* ...it hurts...
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
PapatymisonN: *she knicks her shoulder on the corner of a wall*
Lithaladhwen: (Well, bugger that.)
Lithaladhwen: *flinches and keeps going*
PapatymisonN: *Arryn begins to pull ahead...*
PapatymisonN: o.o What can I do?
CGNakibe: Gotta watch those walls. They're killer.
Lithaladhwen: *grits her teeth* Thanks.
Lithaladhwen: *tries to keep ahead of him*
Lithaladhwen: (Competition is not irrelevant. It's annoying and must be made irrelevant.)
PapatymisonN: (Another roll for AGI.)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
CGNakibe: *seems to fly straight through said walls at times*
PapatymisonN: *and she ... dodges those walls pretty well!*
T3chn0Namagomi: *shakes her head, and slowly seems to regain her normal composure as whatever it was subsides*
PapatymisonN: Are you alright?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Yes...*her voice returns to normal*
PapatymisonN: (One more AGI roll.)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Lithaladhwen: (Ha!)
Lithaladhwen: (Take that, dice roller.)
Lithaladhwen: (*kicks*)
PapatymisonN: (... Hooray! Victory!)
T3chn0Namagomi: *stands up*
PapatymisonN: *Zea runs smack dab into a wall...*
Lithaladhwen: *shakes her head and steps back*
PapatymisonN: *or, she would... had she not passed right through it*
Lithaladhwen: *...in surprise*
PapatymisonN: *that man is still directly north of her*
Lithaladhwen: (Gotta love revisable sentence fragments. Thank you, microsoft word!)
Lithaladhwen: *goes*
Lithaladhwen: (She was right! Walls are irrelevant! Damn you all!)
T3chn0Namagomi: *resumes watching as she recovers from her recent shock*
PapatymisonN: *through, I suppose?* Or does she stick to the street!*
PapatymisonN: *?
Lithaladhwen: (Shortest path, Herr GM.)
PapatymisonN: *And Arryn falls behind as Zea reaches the gates....*
Lithaladhwen: *Go now. Question bizarre wall-phasing later.*
PapatymisonN: (Need d20s from both of you. Shaun, no, really, you're -1.5.)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
CGNakibe: (On Trillian, so I hope you know I can't see my own rolls.)
OnlineHost: CGNakibe rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
T3chn0Namagomi: (Damn. Close game.)
CGNakibe: (Ah, nevermind. It actually works here. ^^)
PapatymisonN: *it's close, but Zea makes it there seconds earlier*
CGNakibe: (*files this away for future notice*
T3chn0Namagomi: *simply watches*
PapatymisonN: (All you, Ashley.)
Lithaladhwen: (How's the prospect looking?)
PapatymisonN: (About ready to go.)
Lithaladhwen: *pulls her scythe back and does as Jethro taught her to do*
Lithaladhwen: IM: All I know is what he showed me. Have to hope it's enough.
PapatymisonN: *and... he's reaped! Zea wins!*
PapatymisonN: ... would you say that's a decisive victory for Miss Zea, Fal?
T3chn0Namagomi: By the stated restrictions, she has effectively fulfilled all requirements.
CGNakibe: *puts down the scythe and claps* Wow. Its, like, not often that someone's faster than me, ya know? This is, like, awesome.
Lithaladhwen: *waits for...whatever's next*
PapatymisonN: Nicely done. Who's up for calamari?
T3chn0Namagomi: *yes, she manages to keep a straight face while saying that*
PapatymisonN: Sir Arryn, will you join us?
Lithaladhwen: (So, Charles. That guy require anything further of her?)
CGNakibe: Sure, dude. Runnin like that always makes me hungry.
CGNakibe: You're good, Zea. Just gotta remember. Go WITH the flow... and through the walls. Its, like, crucial.
PapatymisonN: ^_^ I'll explain it later...
PapatymisonN: ... ... and your ghost questions, too.
PapatymisonN: (That's all I had planned.)
Lithaladhwen: *kind of absently to Arryn* Yeah....
Lithaladhwen: Wait, my ghost questions?
PapatymisonN: I was a bit evasive the last time...
Lithaladhwen: *smirks* It's okay. I noticed.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I promise you I noticed...
CGNakibe: The dude's, like, chronically evasive. You should be more open sometimes, man.
Lithaladhwen: (So, that homeless fellow gone now? You just...reap them and they disappear?)
CGNakibe: (Good question.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I'm guessing there's a good amount of astral residue of sorts.
Lithaladhwen: (Nama: All he did was die.)
Lithaladhwen: (How does Fal normally deal with that?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Oh. Normally, then.)
PapatymisonN: (He's dead on the ground, but his soul's been "processed", so to speak. This time. Soul management comes next.)
Lithaladhwen: So...Jethro. Where is he?
T3chn0Namagomi: (It's mainly astral stuff she's sensitive to. That, and some other stuff like gating)
PapatymisonN: This time, he's being led down to ... there.
CGNakibe: (brb)
PapatymisonN: The underworld.
PapatymisonN: You'll take the soul next time.
Lithaladhwen: I see. Okay.
Lithaladhwen: I can do that. *nods*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Okay. So we're setting on the Judeo-christian derived heaven and hell idea here? XP)
Lithaladhwen: That's honestly the part that I'm trying to wrap my head around, but I guess when the time comes I'll be ready.
Arch mage144: (We have an underworld, you know.)
PapatymisonN: (Eh. It's closer to Elysian Fields/Tartarus.)
Lithaladhwen: (Well, there are generic good places and bad places. Then you have a realm for each of the gods.)
Lithaladhwen: (So...the plane of life=generic good place. The plane of hate=where Nikumu puts you.)
Lithaladhwen: (Plane of, I don't know. Fluffy things is where Stacey puts you.)
Lithaladhwen: (People who just kind of suck go one place. If they really suck in some specific way, some dark god or other might lay claim to them for punishment.)
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Lost...Nama. hey!)
PapatymisonN: (Get all that?)
Lithaladhwen: (I sent it in an IM window.)
PapatymisonN: Good. Let's eat. I want squid in me.
Lithaladhwen: ... Yeah. Fal, I promised you food. Sea tentacles in batter sound fried enough?
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods*
Lithaladhwen: Also...*to Arryn* Don't know that I heard your name. I was...distracted. Sorry about that.
CGNakibe: You're, like, springing for the TASTY squid today, right?
Lithaladhwen: We're having good squid no matter who has to pay for it. *holds out a hand* Zea Mazuo. Nice to...compete with you.
CGNakibe: *turns to Zea* Its cool. The name's Arryn.
PapatymisonN: Of course, Sir. Nothing less.
CGNakibe: Like I said before. You're fast. Like, real fast. Its good.
Lithaladhwen: Um. Thanks. I guess it would be.
PapatymisonN: If you hadn't noticed, Arryn here is a bonafide Agent. ^_^
PapatymisonN: One of the more... relaxed ones, I might add...
Lithaladhwen: *nods* Well. Takes all kinds...*pointedly* doesn't it Jethro?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Agent?
PapatymisonN: ... heh.
PapatymisonN: Agent. A celestial of Our Lord.
CGNakibe: Hey, I'm just a guy doin what I can for the cause, ya know?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...*reads Arryn's aura*
CGNakibe: *there are definite similarities between his aura and Jethro's*
PapatymisonN: *just think Angel of Death*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...You're also of a different existence.
T3chn0Namagomi: *to Arryn*
Lithaladhwen: *smiles a little at Arryn's statement* That's a ...great way to put it.
CGNakibe: As long as my existance involves chowin down on some squid, I'm good.
Lithaladhwen: *laughs* Well, Jethro. Last time that place was pretty good. Should we go there again?
PapatymisonN: We should. Let's go. *heads that way*
Lithaladhwen: *follows*
Lithaladhwen: So, Fal. Why are you inspecting everyone?
T3chn0Namagomi: *follows, with Immoral in tow*
CGNakibe: *follows as well*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...It is easier for me to see auras than it is objects, or as you would differentiate it, the astral and the material.
PapatymisonN: That wasn't too hard, was it, Arryn?
CGNakibe: Could've been harder, man. But then it'd be, like, work.
Lithaladhwen: Oh. Well, that must be....*catches a bit of the other conversation*
Lithaladhwen: *shakes it off* Anyway.
Lithaladhwen: Why is that?
PapatymisonN: And Deathlord forbid you WORK...
CGNakibe: Hey, Just sayin' that if ya made it too hard it'd be, like, seriously stressful and stuff.
CGNakibe: It'd be waaay hard to, like, feel the groove and work with it.
T3chn0Namagomi: Deathlord?
CGNakibe: Aaanyway. *maneuvers around to Zea* You're not lettin this dude *points to Jethro* like, push you out into the deeps or nothin, right? Everything nice and comfy?
Lithaladhwen: *blinks* I'm fine. Really. We're all ...fine here.
Lithaladhwen: I'm still getting used to a lot of it, but I know I can do it, so it's not too bad.
T3chn0Namagomi: *gives Arryn the creepy-ass lookover on the physical side now*
Lithaladhwen: At least, everyone seems to expect me to be able to do it.
CGNakibe: *nod nod* Cool, cool. Just wonderin, ya know? 's always wild to watch the newbies trained.
Lithaladhwen: So maybe they're right.
CGNakibe: You're, like, good enough. Better than good.
Lithaladhwen: *swallows* Let's hope I can keep it up, then. *smile*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, look. Food.
Lithaladhwen: *They arrive!*
PapatymisonN: *finds a table*
PapatymisonN: Man, I am very much wanting food.
T3chn0Namagomi: Sustenance would be desirable at this moment.
PapatymisonN: *waves over a waiter, and emphatically asks for some calamari... chop chop!*
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
CGNakibe: (Waiter: *suppresses urge to stab.*)
PapatymisonN: (*which will go away after he gets his GENEROUS tip*)
Lithaladhwen: (What's Jethro tipping, another year or two onto his life?)
CGNakibe: (Heh.)
PapatymisonN: (... he COULD... but there will also be the money. Of the 50%ness.)
Lithaladhwen: (Jeez. Cowboy's in a decent mood, apparently. That's pretty sweet.)
PapatymisonN: (Hey, it's just money.)
Lithaladhwen: So...Jethro. About those questions.
PapatymisonN: Fire away.
Lithaladhwen: You said before that the souls normally degrade if they aren't properly taken care of, presumably by reapers. When I brought up the ones that don't, you got dodgy.
Lithaladhwen: So? I know a bit. I'm willing to bet you know at least as much that I don't.
Lithaladhwen: Share?
PapatymisonN: ... *sigh* The reason why I said we can't do much... well, as you can guess, a ghost is a soul that refuses to go, or was never reaped for whatever reason.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
PapatymisonN: They... HAVE degraded. Already. It's just not as readily apparent.
CGNakibe: *just munches. Jethro's the MC here.*
PapatymisonN: Sometimes, they CAN be collected, restored, but...
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, I got that. They change rapidly.
PapatymisonN: For the most part? No. Dissolution.
Lithaladhwen: I knew several that changed and got worse as the years passed.
PapatymisonN: The madness, yes...
PapatymisonN: You see, Zea, crossing over requires a LOT of energy.
Lithaladhwen: They get more irrational, more destructive, and less connected to their original reasons for sticking around.
PapatymisonN: If a soul has become too broken down, it can't survive the process...
Lithaladhwen: *tilts her head as her eyes narrow a bit*
PapatymisonN: Yes/
PapatymisonN: ?
Lithaladhwen: Nothing. I have an idea. Go on.
PapatymisonN: But yes, THAT'S why ghosts are such... sad cases.
PapatymisonN: They don't all get that happy farewell into the next life if they've been around too long.
Lithaladhwen: *nods* Okay. That's basically what I'd thought, but it's good to hear some confirmation.
Lithaladhwen: Means I was right.
PapatymisonN: *nod*
Lithaladhwen: It also means that I ...like I said. I might have an idea.
PapatymisonN: *the calamari arrives* And on a happier note...
CGNakibe: Food for the soul, man. And the brain too.
PapatymisonN: *digs in*
PapatymisonN: (I was almost tempted to say grace...)
Lithaladhwen: (XD)
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, um. Jethro, I'm going to play around with some things when I get the time, and then I'll get back to you, okay?
Lithaladhwen: I just have one question. You said that ghosts can be collected and "restored." How?
PapatymisonN: Time. It's all about time.
PapatymisonN: If we regather them quickly enough, they can be made, to some extent, whole again.
PapatymisonN: And thus, they can survive the crossover.
Lithaladhwen: Hm. I don't buy it. There has to be a way around that.
Lithaladhwen: I know plenty of ghosts who have more energy than you would think. Know them by name.
PapatymisonN: ... well, if you can do something for them, you would bless many.
CGNakibe: How many of the ones that've been, like, around are still sane?
Lithaladhwen: *chews her squid thoughtfully* Well...define sane. They're totally lucid.
Lithaladhwen: They're sane as any horrible person I've ever met.
Lithaladhwen: Just dead. And therefore invincible by many means I'm aware of since you can't kill them.
CGNakibe: Lots of the ghosts I've seen have been, like, totally self-centered, man. Lots of time on their hands, and all of it is, like, focused inward.
Lithaladhwen: But I bet you can actually bring them over.
CGNakibe: Its a good thing most can't affect the living much, though.
Lithaladhwen: *frowns and eats silently*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. It's really fortunate.
Lithaladhwen: *eat eat*
Lithaladhwen: ....*eat*
CGNakibe: OH. Sorry. Sore point? >.>;;
Lithaladhwen: *eats some more*
CGNakibe: >.>;;;
Lithaladhwen: They don't like... have a file on me that everyone's somehow read or anything?
Lithaladhwen: I can introduce you to some of my friends growing up. You'll love them.
PapatymisonN: ... it's being made as we speak.
PapatymisonN: You get a file when you START.
Lithaladhwen: ....e_e Great.
PapatymisonN: Oh don't worry. They're not given out to just anyone, and yours looks wonderful so far anyways.
CGNakibe: And us field agents always get the files just a tad slow, and stuff. Least it seems like that sometimes. Causes lots of bad stuff.
Lithaladhwen: Good to know.
Lithaladhwen: Glad I have a great file.
Lithaladhwen: Anyway. The fact that ghosts can't affect most people is the reason the people they can affect are so utterly fucked.
Lithaladhwen: I'd like to do something about that if it's all right with you.
PapatymisonN: By all means.
CGNakibe: That'd be waay cool. I mean. So many souls we could, like, be saving.
PapatymisonN: Just don't destroy all time and space in the process. *wink*
Lithaladhwen: *eyebrow* No time-space destruction. Check.
CGNakibe: *w to Jethro*
CGNakibe: Hey. Gonna tell her about, like, any of the other stuff today?
CGNakibe: *w* She seems, like, interested.
PapatymisonN: *w* In good time, sir. In good time.
Lithaladhwen: Hey guys. Whispering? You guys talking shop over there?
PapatymisonN: No. Where the next office barbeque is going to be held. ^_^
CGNakibe: Hopefully somewhere with a killer sunset this time.
Lithaladhwen: Uh huh. I bet you make a mean pile of bratwurst, Jethro.
PapatymisonN: Indeed.
CGNakibe: *looks up. Sighs* Well, lil' lady, apparently I've gotta get goin.
PapatymisonN: Good luck to you, Sir.
Lithaladhwen: It was good meeting you.
CGNakibe: Likewise. Keep doin what ya do, okay? *hefts the scythe... and very non-dramatically walks out of the building*
Lithaladhwen: Huh. He was nice, once I could actually pay attention to his existence.
CGNakibe: T: Hope ya can pick up the check, dude.
PapatymisonN: T: Get out of my head, sir. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: Jethro? I think I'm going to get going. I need to go buy some components and things.
Lithaladhwen: Any way I can get in contact with you if I figure something out, or should I just rely on you to appear behind me like always?
PapatymisonN: ... alright.
PapatymisonN: I'll contact you soon.
Lithaladhwen: Careful with the teleporting or whatever if you're coming into my house. The, uh...staff doesn't like it.
PapatymisonN: ... of cours.e
PapatymisonN: *course
Lithaladhwen: *stands* Really good calamari, as always.
Lithaladhwen: Till next time, then. You know where to find me. Obviously.
PapatymisonN: ... obviously.
Lithaladhwen: You said you have the check. So...I think I'm going to head out and go shopping.
PapatymisonN: Alright.
PapatymisonN: I'll tip well, don't worry.
Lithaladhwen: *heads out with a wave to Jethro*
PapatymisonN: *waves back, eats a lot more calamari, and tips 200%*
CGNakibe: (Pardon me for a sec.)
OnlineHost: CGNakibe rolled 1 666-sided die: 122
CGNakibe: (Odd. It works here. o.o)
Lithaladhwen: (It worked here before, didn't it?)
CGNakibe: (But not in the main chat.)
CGNakibe: (For some reason.)
PapatymisonN: (... why trillian anyways, man?)
CGNakibe: (Because My AIM dropped me 4 times in 4 minutes.)
CGNakibe: (Crashing each time.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yeep.)
PapatymisonN: @[=g3,8d]\&fbb=-q]/hk%fg
CGNakibe: (iddqd?)
PapatymisonN: (Damn. Didn't get sucked into the computer.)
PapatymisonN: (I need a new Pinnacle chip.)
CGNakibe: (Freakazoid! ^^)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay.)
Lithaladhwen: </RP>
Lithaladhwen: *logs*
Lithaladhwen: *gets her font back*
PapatymisonN: *as does he*
CGNakibe: Doom can only improve things from here.
PapatymisonN: The Doctor?
CGNakibe: Oh, yes. Definitely.
PapatymisonN has left the room.