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Eloquent Conversationalist
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 Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 9:23 pm
Ialo gazed at Alec, the corners of his mouth twitched up slightly. "You're so perfect, I actually want to kill you," he said, in some combination of disbelief and admiration. "I don't know how you can be human, and still be at such peace with yourself. I'm going to embrace my paranoia here for a few moments - I don't think you're telling me as much about yourself as you know about me. And you know how important knowledge is for a man of science."
He leaned forward. "How could you ever be okay with yourself. Just okay? That's all? That's just okay, why would you ever settle for that? I mean, really... that's just an awful standard."
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 9:30 pm
Alec held up his hand to stop Ialo where he was going with that particular thought. "Whoa whoa whoa, hold up. You're micromanaging too much. 'Okay' was just a filler word. I mean, yeah, it's not like I'm aspiring to be the best person I can ever hope to be. That's just insane. We're human, we mess up. The thing about me is that I realized that a while ago, and I'm not afraid to fail anymore. I accept my failures, try to understand them and work through them, and move on. I'm just good at avoiding them now because I know how I tend to mess things up for myself. We all screw up, it's what we do about it that defines who we are."
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 5:02 pm
Cuwen {{Admitting that she wasn't inspired to post as Maggie instead of saying she was too busy was all I wanted. wink LOL. Calling her bluff! xp wink }} Alena tilted her head to the side in slight confusion. "Why wouldn't I have her memories. Being as I am a direct copy, I have retained everything she has with only a couple of changes that the water pixies purposefully made. A copy is contains the same contents as the original, so yes, of course I have her memories. They're just as much my memories as they are hers."
She smiled warmly at Quentin, grateful for the question and hoping she answered him well.
Quentin could've waved his hand over Maggie's face. She just seemed to be clicking off to another world. Maybe there was something wrong and deranged about the girl. Just looking at her... Shrugs. He hated opinions like that and didn't even dare mind debating further. "Okay, all her memories ?" he remembered Alena's answer. "Isn't that embarassing at some point ? Having the same past as another person but still being different ?" he asked. Quentin lightly listened to the party's ambiance. It was nice and a lot more teens seemed ready to stay up until dawn.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 6:15 pm
{{lol!! You're exactly right. That happens in a lot of RPs, I find out. I just try to go with the flow and not worry about the time line. wink }}
Alena tilted her head to the side in confusion. "Why would having the same memories be embarrassing? I experienced them the same as she did, and the ones the fairies changed, I didn't experience. I know it is hard to understand, but I do enjoy the questions you are asking. I love talking with individuals who try to better their understanding of the world around them! I commend you for that."
An exact replica of Alena's voice could be heard behind her. "My, I had an excellent conversation with one of the blue butterflies! They said it was very refreshing to have so many students out and about around the lake again."
She wrapped her arm around Dymetri's waist and smiled up at him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 7:16 am
Silver salvation Kai blinked as the blast of air blew the dust off him and back into the air, "Thanks ... by the way, you wouldn't have happened to see a goblin about this tall," He said holding his hand above his waist, " rags for clothes, and possibly tainted by the blood of a dead earth warden." Kai followed behind the dwarf looking at the air cannon curiously. "Actually you wouldn't have seen a group of them ... about ten in total?" looking towards the woods Kai half expected to see 10 pairs of red eyes looking wickedly at the school, but thankfully saw nothing of the sort. – Grumpy dwarf Likes his sleep The dwarf looked at the kid that had decided to follow him. What a strange little joke he is. "As far as I know, there haven't been any goblins within a hundred miles of this place since Ialo started. Now could I kindly ask you to f*** off and leave me alone? I have work to do in the morning and I plan on sleeping before that." Not caring what he thought about him, Düthmér trudged through the bushes in the direction of the school. ((And back into the story for me))
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 7:12 pm
((Ugh, school. Can I get a summary of whats going on here? neutral ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 7:22 pm
((Well I don't know the whole story of what's been going on with the party, but you should know that Ialo is officially back at school and has been reinstated as Headmaster. He's also become a lot more... aware of what he is. He's currently having a discussion with Alec, that was shortly interrupted by Athena, whom Alec was able to trick into leaving via a red bouncy ball.))
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 7:49 pm
((So basically in the month I've been gone what you're telling me is, almost nothing has happened x_x))
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 9:19 pm
((Yeah, pretty much. Personally, I blame life. That and saturday morning cartoons.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 4:45 pm
{{Umm, how is Ialo coming back from prison 'nothing'? That's pretty big!}}
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 2:35 pm
((yeah, well. But I didn't even notice a whole month went by and we're still partying... I'm expecting lotsa drunks xD))
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:14 pm
In the hall outside Ialo's office, Danni Rinaldi shifted the contents in her hands to one arm, digging around in her pocket and pulling out a slip of paper. Written on it were Silas' security codes. Seeing as he judged her IQ to be be somewhere between that of a dead corpse and a potato, she never had to worry that he suspected her.
For weeks she'd made a point of, at least every other day, making Silas' life miserable. Since she couldn't risk doing this using magic that could be traced, she was left with good old fashioned pranks. Since she couldn't sense Silas' aura anywhere around school grounds, she supposed now was as good a time as any to act out her next plan.
As a precaution, just in case someone passed by, she'd donned a janitor's uniform, pulling her hair back in a tail beneath a Yankees cap and slipping on dark sunglasses. No one merely passing by would think of her as anything more than a janitor on an errand.
Punching in the security codes, she hummed to herself, murmuring the lyrics of her own original song 'Slime the Slimey a*****e'. Opening the door, she switched the contents in the crook of her arm into both of her hands. What she'd carried down the hall consisted of a plastic bucket, duct tape, a mega sized container of blue, skin staining slime, and a bent, light metal rod.
Easing into the room with her back to Slime's-or rather, Ialo's-desk, she kicked the door shut lightly with her foot and set down her materials. Pleased with her successful infiltration, she started singing as she dumped slime into the plastic bucket.
"Oh Sliiiiiiiiiime is an a*****e, a sliiiiiimey, sliiiiiiiiimey a*****e! He smells like s**t and looks like scum, oh Sliiiiiiiiime iiiiiiiiiis an a*****e!" Tapping her foot to the beat, she lifted the bucket of slime, wrinkling her nose a bit at the stench it emitted. No worse, though, than the smell Slime gave off on a daily basis.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:19 pm
{{... LOL!! Good point. wink Should we wrap the party up soon, Victoria? I was hoping Ambrose would come by and Alena could see him and spend time with him, but another day! smile }}
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 1:13 pm
((Where's Immature Excuse ? Got news from Dymetri ?))
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 11:39 am
Thankfully unaware of what his little sister was doing, Ambrose strolled about in the gardens, carefully cutting a few blooms and tying them together.
Settling down crosslegged beside the pond, he set a flower petal atop the water, an offering to the water faeries. When the petal stopped in the middle of the pond and sank slowly down, he knew it had been accepted.
"She'll like a nice bouquet of flowers, don't you think my little friends? It occurs to me I haven't quite taken the time to court her properly. Our Lin is an elf made for moonlit walks and pretty flowers, yes? And I have given her a few hours studying in libraries, an occassional dance or two." He smiled, stretching out on the grass.
"I've plans to marry her, my friends. I must make time to go to the elven world and speak with her father. As for my mother...We'll work around her, yes?" He chuckled, but speaking of his mother had him thinking on other members of his family.
"Lia...Lia's almost the age my mother was when she married my father. It worries me, I must say. I don't worry for her, of course, but for the poor man she'll find to her liking someday. God help him." Shaking his head, he offered another flower petal, let it float in the pond.
"As for our lovely Isadora...She's young, yes, but I fear...That demon partner of hers hangs quite close. It's not hard to see he's got designs on my sister. Arzol, I think his name is. He spends most of his days with her and the child in that bell tower, talking of past...missions of theirs. They're close, as close as two people can be. Sometimes I forget he's actually over a hundred years old. When I think of a cold blooded killer, a century old soldier of Satan making passes at my teenage sister...Well, I'll bash his face in if and when the time comes. As it is, I think I'll go see to my own girl. I miss her." With a last smile for his water faerie friends, he got to his feet, and then went off in search of his lovely Lin.
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