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MischiefMink: Hehehe. I enjoy our chat name.
Lithaladhwen: I can never think of what the hell these rooms should be called.
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Lithaladhwen: Hi, Kim!
moonshadow8403: Hello!!
Lithaladhwen: Beth: Paragraph-style as last time?
MischiefMink: Sounds good to me.
MischiefMink: When should we start, setting wise? Just after they get out of the baths, perhaps?
Lithaladhwen: (*gets her font on*)
MischiefMink: XD
moonshadow8403: lol
Lithaladhwen: (Um... we can start wherever. I'm sure they have spa-places on Regulus for rich ladies to feel all pampered.)
MischiefMink: Hm. It's not letting me change my font in the chat box. :/
Lithaladhwen: (That...is very weird.)
moonshadow8403: *font*
MischiefMink: Where are you supposed to click? :/
MischiefMink: I've got color, Bold/Italic/Underline, that's it.
Lithaladhwen: (Right-click in the text-enter place.)
Lithaladhwen: (Go to text--->font name-->pick name of font.)
Lithaladhwen: (You can change the color without changing the font by clicking the letter "A" in the bar above where you enter text.)
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MischiefMink: Ah, gotcha.
Lithaladhwen: (Hi, Kim. You figure out The Things?)
moonshadow8403: (Maybe?)
Lithaladhwen: (Can you read everything okay?)
moonshadow8403: (Yes I can.)
Lithaladhwen: (Keen.)
Lithaladhwen: (Let's start on our way to crazy bourgois ladytime. That way we can get there whenever we want and do whatever once we're there.)
MischiefMink: (Meh. It won't let me change the size still. >.> Whatever.)
moonshadow8403: (Sounds good to me.)
MischiefMink: (So after the baths, but before our crazy shopping spree? )
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah. We don't need to bathe together.)
Lithaladhwen: (We can, however, get manicures and pedicures together!)
MischiefMink: (hehehe.)
MischiefMink: (Woo~ All right. So we'll start with those?)
Arch mage144: (I dunno)
Arch mage144: (You could)
Arch mage144: (You have an audience that would be relatively appreciative)
MischiefMink: (>.>)
moonshadow8403: (-_-; )
Lithaladhwen: (>_> Hush, you.)
Lithaladhwen: (I can start us up if that's okay.)
MischiefMink: (Sure)
moonshadow8403: (No objections here.)
Lithaladhwen: <RP!>
Lithaladhwen: The ladies found their way to wherever in this city wealthy ladies go to have their vain preening needs met. After all, a bath can only do so much for one's morale when there's still swamp nonsense under all finger and toenails.
Lithaladhwen: She held open the door for the others. "Well, this should help at least. If it doesn't, gods help us all because I don't have any other ideas."
Lithaladhwen: (Damn short text limit in chat windows. *scowl*)
MischiefMink: Ode chuckles. "Well, the bath was certainly a good first step. At least we don't smell like marsh and tentacle monster anymore."
Lithaladhwen: "I suppose," Tassi answers, closing the door and making her way inside. "Now I just have to find someone to make me FEEL clean again, whether I am or not."
Lithaladhwen: She waves down an employee and requests services for the three of them. "Though I may never actually feel clean again. This is worse than anything I've had to do at the temple, and some of that is pretty bad."
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon shakes her head in agreement, "A bath can only do so much after you've been eaten by a monster."
Lithaladhwen: "True. You really did have it worse than either of us."
MischiefMink: "Indeed. The marsh might've been bad, but at least it was only dirt and grime."
moonshadow8403: "I can't wait to wash it all away and forget about it."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi nods. "Well, let's set about our task then. I certainly doubt the gentleman will be needing us for another few hours. Desiron and the boys can wait."
Lithaladhwen: As Tassi finishes her declaration, a young woman comes to lead them into a private room where they can presumably escape such worries.
MischiefMink: They follow the young woman into an adjoining room, where several comfortable looking chairs, with fluffy towels placed on tables nearby and various bottles collected on shelves, presumably filled with oils and lotions.
MischiefMink: (Yeah, I have no idea how a pedicure-type place is set up. o.o)
Lithaladhwen: (Looks good to me. Everything is probably pineapple-scented because these people are whacked out.)
Arch mage144: (They have pineapple-scented soap and oils.)
moonshadow8403: (Probably... Crazies.)
Arch mage144: (Also, you are served pineapple juice-flavored wine coolers while you are pedicured.)
Arch mage144: (Because women love wine coolers.)
Lithaladhwen: Tassi finds her way to one of the chairs and makes herself comfortable. Two more employees enter, solely for the purpose of unobtrusively administering the privileges of the very rich.
MischiefMink: (ugh. Pinapples. -_-;-)
Lithaladhwen: (And yes they do. Shaddup.)
Arch mage144: (Beth would starve on Regulus :-()
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon walks over to one of the chairs and sits down with a sigh.
MischiefMink: (I like pinapples, but making everything out of them? No way.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hah. Probably reasonable.)
Arch mage144: (They're like the Irish and potatoes.)
Lithaladhwen: ( XD )
Arch mage144: (The best part is that you haven't seen a single pineapple tree, or at the very least, I never bothered to describe you seeing any)
MischiefMink: (...indeed.)
Arch mage144: (It's an oversight. >.>)
MischiefMink: Ode follows and takes the last chair, sitting down and leaning back with a sigh of relief.
Arch mage144: (Alternately, it's a conspiracy)
Lithaladhwen: ( o_o Oh, shit!)
MischiefMink: (Eh?)
Lithaladhwen: (I don't doubt it, you bastard.)
MischiefMink: (The shakari obviously have reason to be angry at the electarians. They're wasting all the magic just to make the damn pineapples.)
Lithaladhwen: (HA!)
moonshadow8403: (That's it!!!)
Lithaladhwen: (*much laughter*)
Lithaladhwen: The employees arrange the lotions and things about so that they can get started, but not really do anything besides their jobs because no one really cares.
Lithaladhwen: There are bowls of warm water and towels and little manicure sets and lotions and oils and little soaps and loofah things, which are all quite useful in the hands of a Trained Manicure Professional.
Lithaladhwen: Ode, Tassi, and Rhiannon aren't required to do much besides sit still long enough for other people to make them feel feminine. Not many chances to do that in the mercenary line of work, so every opportunity is a good one.
Lithaladhwen: "You know," Tassi began, taking a sip of her crazy pineapple wine cooler. "I'm actually rather curious as to whether or not they have pineapple martinis here."
Lithaladhwen: "No olives or cocktail onions. Just little cubes of pineapple."
MischiefMink: "They have pinapple everything here," Ode comments. "Why wouldn't they have martinis, too?"
moonshadow8403: "I don't see why now."
moonshadow8403: (not)
Arch mage144: A towel-covered figure on a heavily reclined chair off to the left shifts briefly before a muffled (but strangely familiar) voice answers Ode's question. "They do, actually. It's amazing."
Arch mage144: "Especially since pineapples aren't even native to the plane."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi chokes on her wine cooler. "General, must you insist on being everywhere at all times?!"
Arch mage144: "Call me omnigami."
Arch mage144: There is a certain irony in his voice.
Lithaladhwen: "....I....refuse to add any more titles to that list of yours."
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon looks over sighs, and shakes her head.
Arch mage144: "That's your decision." The archmage sits up, his towel dropping from over his head onto his knees. His hair is...well. Everywhere. And for whatever reason, his face is covered in mud. Pineapple slices adorn his eyes.
Arch mage144: Unfortunately, they only ring his eyes, which means that Hakaril's eyes are staring out at you from the center of the holes in the pineapples.
Lithaladhwen: (*LAUGHS*)
Lithaladhwen: (Someone needs to draw this.)
MischiefMink: Ode looks at the General, sighs, and glares at him. This is surprisingly effective, despite the mask.
moonshadow8403: (hint... hint...)
MischiefMink: (....)
Lithaladhwen: (PEER PRESSURE, BETH)
MischiefMink: (XD)
Arch mage144: "I never expected to run into you three here," remarks the General, blinking. The effect is comically enhanced by the tropical fruit goggles he is currently wearing.
Lithaladhwen: (Damn your fruit goggles.)
Arch mage144: As if realizing that his current makeup is making him look utterly ridiculous, the General reaches up to remove the pineapples; without further ado, he places them on a tray next to his chair and surveys his audience.
Arch mage144: "So, this is what you spend your paychecks on?"
MischiefMink: (gah! typing too fast for me to reply. >.>)
Lithaladhwen: "Maybe. Don't--- don't you have important military business to attend to or something?"
moonshadow8403: "I think it is well deserved."
Lithaladhwen: (Sorry, ma'am. I'll try not to be a rapid-posting wombat over here.)
MischiefMink: "Exactly. Shouldn't you be... researching how to finish off Desiron or something?"
MischiefMink: (Not you, Brian. >.>;-)
Arch mage144: "You smell better, at least. And yes. I am. In fact, I'm thinking about it right now."
MischiefMink: "Can't you... think about it elsewhere? We're trying to relax here."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi sighs. "I see. Well, whatever works for you, General. Quite frankly I'd come to relax for a moment away from the pressing issues of tentacle monsters and dark gods."
Arch mage144: "Are you trying to get rid of me?" Hakaril quirks an eyebrow at his faceless employee, as though slightly wounded by her comment. "I'm not here to disrupt your relaxation. I didn't say you didn't deserve it."
Arch mage144: "I bet you're curious about the pineapples."
MischiefMink: "No. No I'm not. And frankly, it's rather difficult to relax if you're here pestering us."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi smirked and coughed a little to prevent herself from laughing. She took a sip of her wine cooler and said nothing.
Arch mage144: "Man, you guys are no fun. When I went to Gunnir, relaxation was a hell of a lot more exciting. It involved more fire, for starters."
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon perks up and looks interested. "I'm quite curious about the pineapples myself"
Arch mage144: "Aha! I knew someone was!" Hakaril grins like a little boy opening a present on Christmas and finding a puppy with a bow around its neck.
MischiefMink: Ode maskpalms at Riannon's comment.
MischiefMink: Great, now he's never going to leave, she thinks.
Arch mage144: The mage clears his throat, as if preparing to give some sort of elaborate and possibly long speech. Idly wiping off a bit of facial mud and staring at it, he turns to look at his paladin "companion."
Arch mage144: "Well, see, it turns out that pineapples are some bizarre delicacy here, and actual pineapple trees went extinct about a century ago, so there's a whole portion of the electerian economy
Arch mage144: based on wizards who conjure pineapples."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi stares at Hakaril for a moment before going back to her winecooler. There is no productive comment here that she can make.
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon looks pleased with this. For she loves to learn new things. "Wow. Really?"
MischiefMink: Ode shakes her head and slouches deeper into her chair, patently ignoring the general and his pineapples.
Arch mage144: "I dunno, if it isn't true, then some electerian scholar lied to me for no good reason. I don't think they're like Nekonians. They like to tell foreigners lies because they find it amusing."
Arch mage144: "Especially if you don't speak the language well."
moonshadow8403: "I see."
Lithaladhwen: "Well I suppose we have no reason to doubt the explanation for the Electerian pineapple economy, though it seems a long way to go for fruit when you don't even have enough astral energy to begin with."
Arch mage144: "I wouldn't ever say the electerians are terribly practical people."
Arch mage144: "Look around you. Would practical people build this? And you just know they did it all with magic so they didn't have to lift a finger. Great for the environment of Regulus."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi rolls her eyes. "At the risk of sympathizing with terrorists in public... I can occasionally understand all too well some of the Shakari's objections." She shakes her head a bit.
Lithaladhwen: "Have you made any progress with the whole 'Electerian astral-leeching' bit yet?"
Arch mage144: Hakaril snorts derisively. "HAH! It's like trying to convince a band of ogres that they should part with their clubs!"
Arch mage144: "In all fairness, if a bunch of strangers showed up and told me to quit using magic I think I'd send them home in ashtrays."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi sighs. "One reason of many why there's only one of you, General. Fewer Silvars probably means fewer people in ashtrays on occasion."
Arch mage144: The archmage shrugs. "Man, why do I have to keep telling people I'm not Jak Snide?"
Lithaladhwen: "I... have no idea who that is, so.. congratulations you've convinced me."
Arch mage144: Apparently, Hakaril has had enough of weird mud being applied to his skin--he grabs the towel across his lap and begins attempting to buff it off his face. "My wife insisted I try this."
Arch mage144: " I think she secretly wanted to torture me."
MischiefMink: "It's always possible," Ode mutters quietly, not looking up from her drink.
Arch mage144: "You make it sound like you secretly want to torture me, Ode," smirks the General.
MischiefMink: Ode tilts her head slightly. "Whatever would give you that idea, General?" she says.
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon laughs a little at this.
Arch mage144: "I can read people, even when they're wearing masks." More smirking.
MischiefMink: "Obviously you are incredibly skilled," she comments, although there is more than a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
Arch mage144: "But hey! That's you. Lots of people have wanted to torture me over the years, and it's never stopped me from doing anything. Hell, I've wanted to torture people myself."
Arch mage144: "I could always just stop footing your travel expenses," muses the archmage as he reclines back into his chair.
Lithaladhwen: Tassi clears her throat. "You could. And we could stop doing your dirty work."
Arch mage144: "Do you really think you're the only ones, Tassi?" Hakaril grins. "Besides. I don't know how dirty this is. You can go home whenever you want. Don't make me out to be the bad guy here."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi sighs. "Honestly, General. If I wanted to go home I could have had Yavel crack open the ground or something and send me there."
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon laughs again.
Lithaladhwen: She rolls her eyes and points her wine cooler at him.
Lithaladhwen: "No one's making you 'the bad guy.' I know I'm here because I want to be. Hell, this is probably the only part of my wages I'll be spending. I don't care about what you pay for."
Arch mage144: "Hey, that's what I prefer, really. I asked you to be here because I knew you'd be reliable. I wanted someone I could trust to keep these guys alive."
Lithaladhwen: "Yes, well."
Arch mage144: "My employees aren't just random people I pick off the street."
Arch mage144: "Okay. So some of them are."
Arch mage144: "But that's not really the point. Come on, now. Ode thinks I'm here to torment you all and prevent you from enjoying feminine pleasures. I can't be that bad." Hakaril laughs idly.
MischiefMink: "You have done a rather remarkable job of that so far," Ode says.
Lithaladhwen: Tassi smirks and decides to enjoy her front row seat to Ode's attempt at keeping Hakaril in line.
Arch mage144: "Ouch. You sting like Hawthorne's astral puncturing."
Lithaladhwen: (Ode is much sassier in chat. >.> )
MischiefMink: "Well really now. We've just come back from being thrashed about a swamp and in some cases eaten by a giant tentacled monster... is it too much to ask that you let us be for now instead of lecturing on about pineapples?"
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon doesn't know what to say. She is not one for sass.
MischiefMink: (Hehe. She occasionally tries to make snide comments in session, but they're not always heard, I think.)
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, Tassi hears. Tassi approves of some Sass.)
Arch mage144: "Man! I thought it was interesting! You people are a tough audience. I wasn't actually looking to ruin your post-swamp monster manicure."
MischiefMink: (She's also usually too busy facepalming at most of waht Holden says.)
Lithaladhwen: (Aren't we all....)
Lithaladhwen: (Tassi warned her...someday she's gonna break her mask doing that.)
Arch mage144: "I was going to see if I could drag Tassi out drinking for the evening if I ran into her before the end of the day, but hey."
MischiefMink: (Nah. It's made of metal or... stone or something. I'm not entirely sure what, but it's pretty sturdy.)
Arch mage144: (Adamantine.)
Arch mage144: (FOR NO GOOD REASON.)
MischiefMink: (...)
Arch mage144: (No, it isn't, I dunno. Ivory.)
MischiefMink: (That could work.)
Lithaladhwen: Tassi laughs. "Well, you know me. I was going to hang about the local temple for a while and then head out for a drink, yes. Try to salvage some trace of my routine." She tilted her head and smirked again.
Lithaladhwen: "I do still have that scotch, and that should get me by if I'm tired of pineapple-everything."
Arch mage144: "You know, I briefly debated dragging your boyfriend to Regulus. I might need his help."
Lithaladhwen: She briefly looks a bit concerned before her expression becomes one of curiosity. "Darin? Why?"
Arch mage144: "I told you. I might need him. Whenever I run into a tough magical problem, I usually try to get him to help me out. He's the only person I'd really trust to work with on some of this shit."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi nods. "I suppose that's fair." She shrugs and continues. "Don't mind me. I worry about strange things. He's probably safer here than I am."
Arch mage144: "I've always found he's in more danger from things you wouldn't expect than things you would."
Lithaladhwen: She scowled. "Valid." She shook it off and changed the subject. "So. In response to your earlier invitation, yes. I will be available later. I just have some errands to run first, that's all."
Arch mage144: "Take your time. I'm going to quit raining on Ode's manicure-related parade and go grab myself some food now that I'm done torturing myself at my wife's request."
Arch mage144: Hakaril stands, pitching his towel into some appropriate soiled linen waste recepticle, and tips his hat at the three ladies before whirling about militarily on his heel and marching off.
moonshadow8403: "Well, that was surprising and quite interesting."
Lithaladhwen: "Both very generous ways of describing the average conversation with General Silvar, Rhiannon."
MischiefMink: "Infuriating, you mean. Really, why does he insist on following us everywhere?"
Arch mage144: (Hey, the last time he followed you anywhere you asked him to be there!)
MischiefMink: (That was different!)
Lithaladhwen: (He was useful then!)
MischiefMink: (Exactly. XD)
Lithaladhwen: "I couldn't tell you. Maybe he gets lonely without anyone to pester. He's really a good man. Just.... not always the most ....something. I don't know."
moonshadow8403: "I think he is quite interesting."
Lithaladhwen: "That.... is fair. I honestly couldn't say I know him very well. For the most part, all I know is that he's Darin's insane archmage friend."
MischiefMink: "Insane is a good word."
Lithaladhwen: "Insane in the good way, I promise. As I said, he's a very good man. He's just... occasionally also a five year old."
MischiefMink: Ode snorts. "That's about right. Ahh, but anyway. Enough of Hakaril. He took over enough of the conversation while he was here."
Lithaladhwen: "Fair. I was surprised to hear that he was considering bringing Darin here, though I suppose I shouldn't be. The first time I was in his employ he'd brought Darin to another continent."
Lithaladhwen: "I suppose this is the natural progression."
MischiefMink: (so, have the spa people been doing their work while they were talking to Hakaril?)
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah. They're silent because no one really wants to narrate whatever spa folk do.)
Lithaladhwen: (However, feel free to take them over if you wish.)
MischiefMink: (no, I just wanted to double check that)
Lithaladhwen: (Ah. Aye.)
MischiefMink: (since they're probably about done by now.)
Lithaladhwen: (They can be done whenever you like, milady.)
MischiefMink: (hehe. They don't need to be done, necessarily. It depends on how long Hakaril was rambling about pineapples, I guess.)
Lithaladhwen: "I actually managed to serve in his mage corps without ever meeting either General Silvar or Darin. I don't think that he'd have sent me home, but I wasn't officially working for him at all."
Lithaladhwen: "You could say that I was a moderately useful stowaway on that mission."
MischiefMink: "Mm," Ode nods, stretching a bit and looking down at her now-pedicured toes, wiggling them.
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon's head bobs a bit like she's falling asleep, but she jerks it up at the last minute.
Lithaladhwen: "Well, honestly. How could I resist going with the Doman army to fight an opposing army of undead? Too many of my favorite hobbies." She glanced at Rhiannon.
Lithaladhwen: "Comfortable?"
moonshadow8403: "I'm sorry. I'm quite comfortable."
MischiefMink: Ode looks over at Rhiannon and chuckles a bit. "Ah, it's all right. These are very comfy chairs, after all..."
Lithaladhwen: "After enough nights of sleeping on the ground, it doesn't take much to please us, does it?"
moonshadow8403: "Not much at all.
MischiefMink: She sighs and settles a bit deeper into her own chair. "Hm. True... I suppose we'd better be careful; we'll fall asleep here and never get to those errands after all."
Lithaladhwen: "I'm sure they'll wake us up when they need to make room for new customers."
moonshadow8403: "True. I think I'll try to stay awake anyway."
MischiefMink: "Indeed. Comfortable as these chairs may be, they'd still probably give you a nasty crick in the neck."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi laughs. "Possibly. So what else did you two want to do today? I figured we could go see about spending more of our wages. Anything in particular you're looking for?"
MischiefMink: "Hm. That sounds like a good idea. I thought I'd see if I could find anything interesting... although I'll probably need some new clothes as well, the marsh ruined most of mine."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi nods, as her own clothes are pretty much unsalvageable after the Malboro filled the world with stinking horror.
Lithaladhwen: "I'm just glad I didn't bring anything important. I have a couple of things I'd been regretting leaving behind....but I'm beginning to be very glad they weren't here to be ruined back there"
Lithaladhwen: "A gift or two from friends. I'd hate to lose them to some swamp creature's lack of proper hygeine. Seems rather sad."
Lithaladhwen: *hygiene
moonshadow8403: "That would be sad. I think I've worn out the clothes that I brought."
MischiefMink: "It seems some shopping is in order then. If we're all done here...?"
Lithaladhwen: "Well. That settles it, then." Tassi swings her feet off the end of her chair as the pedicurist finishes buffing her toenails. "Ode is right. On to shopping."
moonshadow8403: "Shopping it is."
MischiefMink: Ode stands and stretches, wiggling her toes a bit in admiration of their cleanliness before slipping her boots back on.
Lithaladhwen: The ladies finish up their self-indulgent spa time and Tassi leaves a massive tip on her chair, probably three times what the manicure itself cost. "All right. Ready to go?"
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon stands and cracks her various joints. "Ready!"
MischiefMink: "I'm ready as well."
Lithaladhwen: They head out, on their way from one girly thing to another. After so much killing sometimes it's good to prove to the universe that there are other forms of recreation. They find what looks to be a relatively nice clothing store.
Lithaladhwen: At the very least, the people walking out look relatively nice. Speaks well for whatever's inside.
Lithaladhwen: "Well. That looks promising."
moonshadow8403: "Quite."
Arch mage144: (Such girls, needing new clothes because they went swampwalking.)
Lithaladhwen: (You shut up, you.)
MischiefMink: They enter the store, branching out among the various types of clothing, looking for what they need.
MischiefMink: (Yes, hush, you.)
MischiefMink: (Jack didn't get eaten by a Malboro or faceplant into muck.)
Arch mage144: (Jack is a man.)
Arch mage144: (Kind of.)
MischiefMink: (Yes, and they are girls, so hush. They're allowed to be girly.)
MischiefMink: (Besides, what else are they supposed to spend 20000 gold on?)
Lithaladhwen: ( XD )
Arch mage144: (Break out the Victoria's Secret catalogue, I suppose.)
MischiefMink: (>.>;-)
moonshadow8403: (sigh...)
Arch mage144: (So if Ode were to go swimming or something and wear a tiny little bikini...would she still wear her mask?)
moonshadow8403: (O.o)
MischiefMink: (*headdesk* Honestly, if people keep pestering her about it, she will tentacle all of you. Or at least Holden. XD)
Lithaladhwen: (Heeeeee.)
Arch mage144: (*not Holden = safe*)
MischiefMink: (Not necessarily. >.>)
Lithaladhwen: (They COULD just ASK. >.> )
Lithaladhwen: (Anyway!)
MischiefMink: (Yes. MOVING ON.)
Lithaladhwen: Tassi locates a few things that are honestly not compatible with armor at all. Quite frankly she would regret wearing metal clothes over them.
Lithaladhwen: One's just a flowy and comfy white shirt, but the second time she comes out of the dressing room in a dark green shirt that seems conservative enough until she turns around and it seems to lace up the back.
MischiefMink: Ode walks around the shop, looking through a few robes before dismissing them as being too long. She moves further back through the store, looking for something similar to her marsh-ruined attire
Lithaladhwen: An interesting side-effect of this unusual wardrobe choice is that visible on the middle of Tassi's back is a rather large tattoo. It looks something like...
Lithaladhwen: this.
Arch mage144: Electerian fashion seems to favor loose-fitting, flowy garments as often as possible. For whatever reason, blues and silver seem to be "in the style."
MischiefMink: (ooh, pretty)
Lithaladhwen: (The tattoo, or the Electerian color scheme?)
moonshadow8403: (Yay for the tattoo.)
MischiefMink: (the tatoo. >.>)
MischiefMink: (*tattoo)
Lithaladhwen: (Ah. Body modification yay.)
Lithaladhwen: "What do you think, Rhiannon? Too much skin? Wouldn't want to distract the boys by being obviously female."
MischiefMink: Ode laughs from the back of the store. "Indeed... although really, they're not very bright, are they? Some of them still seem to think I might be a guy."
moonshadow8403: "It's true, they might not notice."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi laughs. "Well then, Ode.... maybe you should buy it. Or one of those feathery plumy things over there. That should startle them out of THAT impression in short order."
Arch mage144: (She could walk around naked, but still wearing the mask.)
Lithaladhwen: ( >_< )
MischiefMink: Ode shakes her head. "Hey, if they're too dense to see the obvious, it's not my problem."
MischiefMink: (No!)
MischiefMink: She looks through a few garments before pulling out a long shirt very similar to the one she had before, dark blue edged in a lighter blue and silver. "Aha. Now this looks promising..."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi crosses her arms and puts one finger to her lips, inspecting Ode's choice. "I like it. It looks comfortable, for one thing."
Lithaladhwen: "I don't know how long I could wear this ...strappy thing of mine for longer than a couple of hours, and certainly not in combat."
MischiefMink: Ode runs her fingers through the fabric, nodding in approval. "Soft, but durable. Perfect." Tossing the shirt over her arm, she grabs a second one with slightly different colors, before turning to look for some pants.
Lithaladhwen: Tassi grabs herself a couple of long flowy skirt things, combat be damned.
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon walks around looking at various blouses and long pants. She picks up a nice button up blouse, that is dark blue in color with silver trim.
Lithaladhwen: "In fact...." Tassi grabs more long broomstick-type skirts than anything else. A couple of starched blouses round out the collection.
Lithaladhwen: "I'm not inclined to mind the color scheme. I've seen far more offensive fads. It's good to see one that might actually flatter the people wearing it.'
moonshadow8403: "It's not my favorite, but it's very nice."
MischiefMink: After finding some serviceable black pants, Ode wanders the aisles, simply browsing. Her eye falls on a cape, a deep blue with faint silver patterns on it. "Hm.."
MischiefMink: "I don't actually mind the color scheme... it's pretty close to what I wear anyway, which is convenient," she says, still looking over the cape.
Lithaladhwen: (This might be the girliest RP I've ever been in. *dies of estrogen poisoning*)
MischiefMink: (I would totally have this be some sort of magic cape, but Ode already has most of the benefits that the magic garments give. XD)
MischiefMink: (Hah, true.)
Lithaladhwen: (HA!)
MischiefMink: (And three warrior chicks to boot, who'dve thought?)
Lithaladhwen: (She does.)
Lithaladhwen: (No doubt. Improbable group.)
moonshadow8403: (Very humorous.)
MischiefMink: (I mean, I was looking through the 'wondrous items' and it's all invisibility, etherealness, etc.. she's pretty much already as sneaky as it's possible to be without actually being a rogue.)
Lithaladhwen: Tassi goes back into the dressing room and returns in a more sensible shirt that manages to cover most of her upper body.
Lithaladhwen: "I think I've got just about everything I need, though I don't think I'll actually buy this silly thing. I just had to try it on."
MischiefMink: Ode grabs the cape off the rack. "I think I'm just about finished as well..." She heads over to the counter to pay.
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon has a few blouses and a few pairs of slacks to match.
moonshadow8403: "I'm also finished."
moonshadow8403: She pays.
Arch mage144: (Bonuses to saves on capes are always good.)
Arch mage144: (You can also get a cape with a CHA bonus, great for a warlock like Ode.)
MischiefMink: (That would be cool. How much would that sort of thing cost?)
Lithaladhwen: (This is true. If she needs CHA, she can get a cloak of CHA +whatever.)
Lithaladhwen: (*looks*)
Arch mage144: (A cape of CHA +2 is 4,000, +4 is 16,000.)
Arch mage144: (Cloaks of resistance (+whatever to all saves) are +1 for 1,000, +2 for 4,000, +3 for 9,000, +4 for 16,000 and +5 for 25,000.)
MischiefMink: (Hm... and what does the added CHA do again?
Arch mage144: (Makes your invocations harder to resist.)
MischiefMink: (Hee.)
Lithaladhwen: (Indeed!)
Arch mage144: (It can look like whatever you want, obviously.)
Lithaladhwen: (Most are actually dark blue with silver trim by default, interestingly enough...)
Lithaladhwen: (At least, if memory serves.)
MischiefMink: (Hah, well, dark blue/black/silver is pretty much Ode's scheme anyway.)
Lithaladhwen: (It's a good'un.)
MischiefMink: (Woot. Think I'll take the +4 CHA then. Not like Ode's really going to spend gold on anything else anyway.)
Lithaladhwen: (Heh. Sweet.)
MischiefMink: (*dances*)
MischiefMink: (Though she won't be able to get her ghost touch daggers now, but that's ok)
MischiefMink: (This'll be more useful)
Lithaladhwen: (Tassi can lend money! We should go weapon and armor shopping, too!)
Lithaladhwen: (We can be girly hardcore warrior shoppers!)
MischiefMink: (Ah, Ode's still got 8500 left anyway, so yes, we shall shop on!)
moonshadow8403: (That sounds awesome.)
MischiefMink: Ode slings the cape around her shoulders as they walk out, the rest of her purchases in a bundle under her arm. "Well, if we're finished here, shall we see what the rest of the market has to offer?"
Lithaladhwen: Tassi pays for her clothes and nods to Ode. "Absolutely."
Lithaladhwen: (Now I have to do artwork to prove to the world that the prim Baronian healer has a ginormous tattoo. >.> )
MischiefMink: (hehe.)
Lithaladhwen: They head out into the street to check out what other stores are available. "So what are we looking for? Do you two have anything in mind?"
moonshadow8403: "I was actually interested in looking at some armor."
MischiefMink: "Agreed... if we're going to have to fight more of Desiron's army, and possibly Desiron himself, we might need it."
Lithaladhwen: "That sounds just fine to me. Armor doesn't seem to do much for me, but it makes me feel better and I guess that's worth the cost if nothing else. Maybe we can find something interesting for you too, though."
Lithaladhwen: *two
Lithaladhwen: (Grah. Typos.)
MischiefMink: "You never know. That's half the fun of looking, isn't it?"
Lithaladhwen: "This is why I'm glad we left the men back at our rooms. They'd never understand."
moonshadow8403: "They really wouldn't."
MischiefMink: Ode shakes her head. "Not at all. They'd just try to find the most powerful thing in the shop and then leave."
Lithaladhwen: "That's one thing I'll say about General Silvar. If there's one thing I can't imagine him criticizing, it's purely frivolous activities like shopping."
MischiefMink: "Hm.. true, we did find him in the spa...I doubt any of the men would've put pineapples on their eyes."
MischiefMink: (Which, yes, would burn like hell. OW.)
Lithaladhwen: "I was almost hoping that Jack would bring Quentin. I'd like to see what the spa employees did about a sentient teleporting magical dog."
moonshadow8403: (Yeah... Crazy electarians and their pineapple everything.)
moonshadow8403: "That would have been amusing."
MischiefMink: (clearly, they do not realize that acid+eyes=bad)
MischiefMink: "Indeed... there's another shop here, shall we take a look?" Ode points to a shop that seems to stock mostly armor and some weapons, as well as a few other miscellaneous items.
Lithaladhwen: Tassi nods and follows Ode.
moonshadow8403: Rhainnon follows happily after.
MischiefMink: (Hehe. Rhiannon's probably like "yay! armor!")
moonshadow8403: (Yes she is.)
MischiefMink: ("Mmm, smitey goodness...")
Lithaladhwen: (Whoo!)
Lithaladhwen: Tassi idly looks at some of the most interesting enchanted weaponry, but doesn't seem particularly interested in buying any, impressive as it may be from a purely academic standpoint.
MischiefMink: Ode looks at a few of the daggers, but they're either mundane or too expensive, and she has enough daggers already. She moves past them to a display on the other side of the store, stacked with various odds and ends.
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon looks around quite excited. Looking at the full plate mail. She wants stronger armor so that she may better help her allies.
Lithaladhwen: (Too many daggers? BAH! No such thing.)
Lithaladhwen: (You can never have enough daggers. This has been proven.)
MischiefMink: (This is true, but Ode hardly ever uses her daggers.)
Lithaladhwen: Either of you see anything interesting?" She whispers so that the store staff doesn't find out this next part. "I have an ungodly amount of money and nothing to spend it on if you see anything."
MischiefMink: (Why stab people when you can ensnare them in tentacles, blind them, freeze them, or simply throw energy at them?)
Lithaladhwen: (This is fair.)
MischiefMink: (Although if Tassi really wanted to spring part of the cost to either buy Ode 2 ghost touch daggers or enchant her current ones, she probably wouldn't complain.)
Lithaladhwen: (Ode should ask. :D )
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon decides to have her current armor made stronger since it does have some sentimental value.
MischiefMink: "Hm..." Ode glances around the shop briefly once again. "Well, I had thought about enchanting my daggers...but I am a bit short on cash. This cape was a bit more than I expected."
Lithaladhwen: "Hm? Oh, how short are you? I wasn't planning on buying anything, so it makes no difference to me if you want to borrow a bit until we get paid again."
MischiefMink: Ode pauses to think. "I think about six thousand would do it, if I remember correctly."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi blinks in surprise, and then smiles. "Well, far be it for me to be miserly about money I can never spend." She hands Ode her coin purse.
Lithaladhwen: "Take what you need. If nothing else I can make General Silvar buy me dinner."
MischiefMink: (ah, crap. >.> It was 10000 per dagger, not for both. Hold on a sec, I'm going to have to rethink this.)
Lithaladhwen: (You could just grab one. Tassi's probably spent about... 50 of her 20k.)
Lithaladhwen: (So...yeah. Between the two of you, you could probably get at least one. =P )
moonshadow8403: (Rhiannon could help if needed.)
MischiefMink: (She'll just buy an additional two daggers, I think. Much cheaper.)
MischiefMink: Ode walks to the counter and speaks briefly with the shop clerks before returning. "Ah, well. It seems they can't enchant the daggers I have... not for what I'm willing to spend, anyway...."
Lithaladhwen: "Oh, well. Another time, maybe. What are you getting?"
moonshadow8403: "That's unfortunate."
MischiefMink: "Well, they did have some that were already enchanted, and those are much more reasonable." She hands the bag back to Tassi
MischiefMink: "I owe you about thirty-five hundred, next time the General gets around to paying us..."
MischiefMink: (Stupid, stupid text limits. >.>)
Lithaladhwen: (Indeed. They somehow seem shorter than usual tonight.)
Lithaladhwen: She takes it back. "Don't worry about it. As long as I have enough to feed myself, I'm not generally very particular about it."
MischiefMink: "Well, thank you anyway."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi smiles. "You're welcome. Rhiannon, have you taken care of everything?"
Arch mage144 has left the room.
moonshadow8403: "Yes I have."
MischiefMink: (so what's Rhiannon picking up? :O)
moonshadow8403: (She's just getting her current armor enchanted to be +4)
MischiefMink: (sweet. Ode could've gotten the daggers by herself, but I picked up a silver raven figurine as well, because it's cool. ^^)
moonshadow8403: (Her armor has sentimental value, she just enjoys looking at different armor.)
Lithaladhwen: (Those are fucking awesome.)
Lithaladhwen: (Also, +4 armor is swell.)
Lithaladhwen: "Well, if none of you have any further plans, I did promise to meet the general for drinks later. I really do think he gets lonely when he has no one to pester except his subordinates."
Lithaladhwen: She shakes her head. "They aren't even allowed to pester him back. Can't be good for him."
moonshadow8403: "I'm done now. I could use some quiet time to myself."
MischiefMink: "Hm, I suppose. I could use some rest as well... and dinner too."
moonshadow8403: "Your company has been quite nice."
Lithaladhwen: "Well, I'll be back in a bit if you want me to make something. That seemed to work out well last time."
moonshadow8403: "That sounds great. It's been very tasty."
MischiefMink: Ode laughs. "Yes, it did. That was quite a meal! Including that...what was it, several different birds all packed together? Delicious, anyways."
MischiefMink: "But I'm sure they'll have something suitable at the inn, so don't worry too much about it. Feel free to enjoy your dinner with General Silvar," she shakes her head slightly.
Lithaladhwen: She smiles proudly. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I've never really travelled with enough people to make such absurd meals practical at all...but I suppose there are enough of us to handle it."
Lithaladhwen: "I should be back before it gets too late. If I'm gone for a while, I'm making sure our friend doesn't hurt himself or do anything odd while inebriated. You may have to eat without me, but I'll try to be back."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi shakes her head, possibly remembering the incident she mentioned with the indoor burning bushes and marshmallow roasting.
MischiefMink: Ode nods. "All right. I suppose I will see you later this evening then."
moonshadow8403: "That seems like a good idea. We shall be able to find some food."
moonshadow8403: "See you later."
Lithaladhwen: Tassi waves and heads off to look for their employer for an evening of --heavily supervised-- carousing.
moonshadow8403: Rhiannon heads back to the inn to relax and pray.
MischiefMink: Ode also heads back to the inn, although she takes a more leisurely route, looking over the various stalls and shops as she walks and toying with the small silver figurine.
Lithaladhwen: </RP of Ultimate Girliness>
Lithaladhwen: *gets her font back*
MischiefMink: Hah.
moonshadow8403: lol
MischiefMink: Ahh, that was great.
moonshadow8403: It was.
Lithaladhwen: Kim: So? Chat RP?
moonshadow8403: Fun.
Lithaladhwen: Good times.
MischiefMink: It gets easier as you go along.
moonshadow8403: Yeah.
Lithaladhwen: Anyway...bedways is rightways. Maybe we can chat RP in other contexts another night.
moonshadow8403: Sounds good.
MischiefMink: Sounds good to me.
MischiefMink: I enjoy this character development on the side. ^_^
moonshadow8403: I'm glad I could join in.
Lithaladhwen: I think at some point I'm going to have to grab you two for something a little more.... interesting than shopping. If you guys enjoyed that.... >:P
MischiefMink: Ooooh. Like whaaaat?
Lithaladhwen: Don't hafta tell ya.
moonshadow8403: lol
MischiefMink: D:
MischiefMink: (Yeah, I know.)
MischiefMink: Sounds most excellent, anyway.
Lithaladhwen: ^_^
Lithaladhwen: Kim could use Rhiannon for things, and the Beth lady could 'port one of her characters over if she liked.
Lithaladhwen: Using both at the same time might cause weird time paradoxes. =/
MischiefMink: Eh? Both?
Lithaladhwen: Ode and Rhiannon.
Lithaladhwen: See also: Ode and Tassi, or Rhiannon and Tassi.
MischiefMink: Ahh, ok. I was confused there.
Lithaladhwen: Since they met in this RP, it's hard to just say things happened before this or after this.
Lithaladhwen: However! If there were only one of the above...it could happen whenever we damn well please!
moonshadow8403: Yes.
MischiefMink: Ahh, I see.
MischiefMink: After the RP would probably work best for Ode, though.
Lithaladhwen: *nod* Once we have some idea of what the hell goes on in Brian's RP, that should be easy as cake sauce.
MischiefMink: Excellent.
MischiefMink: Well, at this point I'm thinking we'll have to go up against Desiron or some other final boss to do something, because we've only got 2-3 sessions left, right?
Lithaladhwen: Dunno. We'd have to ask Brian.
Lithaladhwen: Brian: I totally plan to have you fight God. Make sure Beth knows this.
MischiefMink: Hm. I was under the impression we were ending at semester, since everyone's dispersing for the summer. I could be wrong though.
Lithaladhwen: Consider the message relayed!
MischiefMink: hahaha
Lithaladhwen: ^__^
Lithaladhwen: Also, since Brian stopped being a lazy bastitch:
Lithaladhwen: http://mysidia.org/rpgww/index.php?title=Darin
Lithaladhwen: Yay for explanations to all the bizarre references Brian and I make!
moonshadow8403: lol
MischiefMink: Darin is so adorable. He's like a puppy. You just have to hug him. ^^
Lithaladhwen: I know! It's not fair!
MischiefMink: Even his picture is adorable. He should have a little *emo* sign over his head. ^^
moonshadow8403: lol
Lithaladhwen: He's seriously the least offensive person ever.
Lithaladhwen: Also, just so that I can say it to someone else.
Lithaladhwen: I HATE DARIN'S FATHER SO FUCKING MUCH
Lithaladhwen: HATE HATE HATE
Lithaladhwen: *ahem* There.
Lithaladhwen: I feel better now.
MischiefMink: Hehehe
moonshadow8403: Well. Good night everyone.
Lithaladhwen: Night!
MischiefMink: Night~
moonshadow8403 has left the room.