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 Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 8:28 am
Sam curled up inside the trench, looking towards the temple now. "Yeah, it's up to a guy who'se fashion sense is leather and skin, a man who would do a gay man proud and a wanna be hero. Joy..." She looked over at Degs. "Who you wanna place your bets on? 100 gold says it's the flamer."
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 8:32 am
She leaned forward and kissed him, having nothing more to say.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 11:23 am
"I wouldn't dare bet against Crim, seeing as I'd probably find a car bomb where I wouldn't want it or something equivalent," he said, taking out a piece of paper and a pen to write, "100 Gold on Crim" before handing both pen and paper to Sam.
"Do you think it's a little in poor taste to be gambling during the middle of what could be the end of the world?" They must have had some optimism, bidding on a winner like this.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 11:34 am
Sam just laughed. "Is there anything else to do. Our fate rests with those three souls..." She took the pen and paper and wrote her own bet on Vahn on it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:22 pm
There was something in the air, something unmentionable and undescribable. Was this really happening? What was perhaps a sarcastic gesture between two people who were about to tear at each other in the worst of was was now a meeting of lips.
"..."
There was something in the air, but it wasn't birds, bells, and fireworks.
"..."
Lazenca enjoyed the kiss, there was no doubt about that. There was no doubting that Flare was attractive and that he'd just finished almost groping her to clean her, kekeke. But there was something, something, something, there. Something in the air that was making him sick to his stomach.
"..."
Once the kiss was broken, he smirked a bit. He hadn't really expected her to actually kiss him, either. "And through all this, Flare... you still need to be healed."
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:31 pm
Charles glanced over at Sam's choice. "Man, I really hope he doesn't end up incinerating everyone or decides to act as a meat shield or anything," he said, motioning with his head towards Owle. "She won't let him hear the end of it."
Then the earlier conversation made him bring up another question. "Are you really that much in need of a bodyguard?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:33 pm
"I'll place my money's worth on the other chap!" Nascen chimed in, plopping down beside the Chauffeur and Sam. "'Cause someone's gonna hafta'." He said, scribbling nearly unintelligebly his own bet, 'Hundred g on the other guy'. Well, actually, he should have recalled Athan's name from the temple before they'd gone off to take down the Viceroy, but his mind was a bit fuzzy at this point.
"Hey, if I were to take a nap, ya' figure some bloke could come 'n wake me up before they save the world and all, so I won't miss the big finale, y'know?" he said, reclining as much as the backpack he had on allowed him. Optimistic much? Well, it was Nascen after all, so he of course didn't find it odd in the least...
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:34 pm
"Well, if she is dating him and pregnant with Rafe's kid like she says...somehow I think she can handle him easily." She shook her head and smiled at the return to topic.
"Not usually, but the appearance of one tends to scare off some of the odder folk."
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:41 pm
Charles nodded with a grin. "I'm sure you're the sex icon of a lot of crazies. I just hope the gig doesn't turn into The Bodyguard because I really can't commit myself to clients like that. No offense, but I have to draw the line somewhere."
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:44 pm
She looked at him, raising one eyebrow. "Sorry, you're no Kevin Costner." She rolled her eyes and curled into the coat as she leaned against the car, not caring what Shouyin had to say about the matter. "It's more like, being mortal and rich, I have the super loonies trying to get to me."
She laughed good naturedly though at Nascen. "Nah, not likely. This bunch would probably be too busy getting drunk...or in my opinion they should be..." A soft wistful sigh. "I'd love a nice glass of wine about now."
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 10:24 pm
Flare found him interesting, and had been given the invitation. Did he expect her not to?
She could feel the uneasiness, though, the coldness in him. Lazenca was interesting...but it seemed there was no chemistry between them. Pity.
She leaned back on her uninjured arm, letting it take her weight. She, too, was smirking, though possibly for different reasons. "So it's true what they say...fire and ice don't go together." She smirked as well; no hard feelings, but she wouldn't initiate anything further.
"If the world ends, I won't need to be healed. And if it doesn't, I want to see the three of them walk out of that temple."
Well, at least two of them.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 11:13 pm
"Too bad. Still owe you a bath, though."
Didn't mean they couldn't be friends, huh? Yeah. Friends were always good.
Yeah.
Lazenca looked up and tried to shift, but paid for it with an increidble shooting pain his his arm, one that made him wince and snarl. Oh yeah, that thing was broken. He was already healing with the downtime, and starting to go hungry. Though, he'd have to set it pretty soon, just to be sure that it was going to heal properly.
"I'm going to make sure the others aren't bleeding to death, since you'll be fine."
He groaned, pushing to his feet with his good hand and looking around- it was then that he saw the Doppelganger standing there, waiting. Rather than just dismiss it, Lazenca made sure to direct the two of them away from Flare. When far enough away that he was sure that she wasn't going to get hurt by it, a thought made the Doppler erupt in a pretty show of ice crystals and snow, that Laz started to absorb to offset the food that was being burned.
A sigh... reality was going to hell. The way he saw it, if he was gonna die, he'd be comfortable.
"..."
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 10:26 am
"You owe me nothing," Flare said, shrugging it off...well, as well as she were able to, in her condition. Which wasn't very. "Though I can't say I wouldn't appreciate it." An interesting man, an interesting ally.
"You need a healer yourself." There was some, some barely detectable concern in her voice at the wince and snarl.
"But do as you must."
Flare watched him walk away, watched his clone dissolve in a shower of ice. Interesting...
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 11:00 am
Owle had curled up into a little ball, hiding herself away from Amp and Null. Just another rock in the desert. She hadn't had the energy to reach into their minds...the fatigue from the single, useless shot of telekinetic energy had drained her.
Now, she was sitting in the sand of the void, knees drawn up to her chest, watching the closed door of the temple. She couldn't reach inside it with her snakes, so there was no telling if Vahn and Allen...and Athan, that was his name...were still alive. There was no telling what might be happening. No telling...no telling at all.
She knew that Flare was hurt, and that there was nothing she could do. And she knew that she didn't want to see whatever was happening between Flare and the wold man. That was just...a little too disturbing for her. She was just glad it seemed to be distracting Flare from asking her about the pregnancy...
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 11:25 am
Someone quietly sat next to Owle, spreading his legs out before him and his arms behind him compared to Owle's comparatively small form. He spoke softly. "I could be in there, yelling and fighting and running around. But if I was... there would be nobody out here to make sure that you'd be okay."
Rage put his arms behind his head and let his back hit the ground with a thud. What else was there to say?
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