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 Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 2:44 pm
((*Will be back soon*)) Maara certainly had fallen asleep, one minute up and talking, the next with her head in her arms at the bar top, milk glass empty as the cat girl slept. Apparently a lot of energy was required to remain so energetic...
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 2:48 pm
"Sorry about that... yeah, on of my old acquaintences called in a favor I owed them, and it took a lot longer than I expected..." Drakhir replied sadly.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 2:54 pm
Baizou nodded and rested his chin in the palm of his hand. "Well, I hope you start coming around more often. Things have really started picking up, back to the way they used to be." He smirked a bit, "It is really nice." He ended his words with a sneeze. A nearby glass exploded, its shards simply vanishing.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 2:58 pm
Tomokazu-kun Baizou nodded and rested his chin in the palm of his hand. "Well, I hope you start coming around more often. Things have really started picking up, back to the way they used to be." He smirked a bit, "It is really nice." He ended his words with a sneeze. A nearby glass exploded, its shards simply vanishing. Drakhir frowned at Baizou. "Are you OK? Normally, when people sneeze, they don't atomize the glassware..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:03 pm
Baizou rubbed his nose, "It is sort of like a magical cold. Ellie wanted to try some spells to stave off her boredom. I did not think she would try several in quick successions."
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:05 pm
"Oh, well if that's the only problem, want me to fix it?" Drakhir offered, his eyes shimmering slightly as he examined the flow of magical energy through Baizou's body.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:08 pm
"In all honesty, I am a little curious as to where it will go. I will buy Tomo a new set of dishes if need be." Baizou said, tapping his chin a little. "If things get too bad, I will call on you, but it seems pretty mild, so far."
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:25 pm
Drakhir shrugged. "Offer's still open, should you change your mind. So, besides the random magic induced colds, how's the married life? Ellie seemed kinda... out of sorts when I talked with her..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:30 pm
"Like not being married, only... More complete." Baizou replied, thinking for a few moments. "I still get a rush being able to tell people that Ellie is my wife, instead of girlfriend." he yawned again and stood up. "I think I am going to get a little more rest." He said, shuffling over to the couch with his blanket and duck slippers.
((Dinner time! Be in later.))
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:46 pm
"Ok. Pleasant dreams, Bai." Drakhir said, then frowned at his pocket which was chirping. Pulling out his com-link, he answered it.
"Hello? Yes... What? Is it absolutely necessary? Fine... I'll be there shortly..." Drakhir sighed as he pressed the disconnect button. Taking one last glance around the room, he smiled to himself, then let himself outside, closing the door firmly behind him.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 4:36 pm
Sapphire sits up from where she passed out at the bar. Talking to Yoseph took more out of her than she had originally thought. She shakes it off and goes behind the bar grabbing ehr bottle of rum and heads for the stage. She hadn't tumbled in a while and it was time overdue.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 4:50 pm
Sapphire sits on the stage and does some basic warm-up stretches, before moving and falling into her now typical warm-up routine. She had her eyes shut and wasn't even paying any attention to the fact that her skirt and shirt were flying up and she didn't have her workout pants or top on. She was just caught in the motion of the tumbling.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:01 pm
Trina came down the stairs, looking more exhausted and drained than ever. Her dark, usually thoughtful eyes seemed almost wooden, her steps awkward instead of light and graceful. It was clear, Trina was not well. She was drawing on what little reserves she had, knowing she had to remain awake at all costs. If she failed at that, she was screwed...
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:04 pm
Sapphire rather abosrbed in her practice routine, didn't even here the stairs as Trina came down, she was only focused on the next move in the pattern, which was a backflip off the wall, hopefully the wall was where she needed it, which it was and she did a perfect backflip into a cartwheel.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:06 pm
Caradoc jerked awake, the black notebook falling to the floor as he sat upright. He unplugged himself and hopped down from the bar and picked up his book, walking over to the stage with it. "Evening," He greeted, watching her tumble.
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