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 Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 1:42 pm
((No, no, you're in the right area. Last I knew, England was the homeland of the Celtic people. Think Stonehenge... though I'm pretty sure that thing actually pre-dates their culture a bit. ^_^;; ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 2:35 pm
((chapapapa....celts were mostly around ireland and scotland, but england is fine, as most people around that time traveled around that sort of area. stonehenge is neolithic wink ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 5:34 pm
Rioushu raised an eyebrow at the newcomer, a look of amusement on his face. "Oh, from England you say? I went there once, way too polite for me, no one gave me a reason to resort to violence." Rioushu said, a hint of displeasement in his voice.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 7:14 pm
Watching Aonice, John's face couldn't help but be split into a smirk, eyes following the woman's swaying. "You shouldn't tempt a man like that. Some can't control themselves." He would say, somewhat huskly. Thankfully, he was one with self control, probably like everyone else in the room, but there were some who lacked that.
Coughing, he would adjust his belt and roll his shoulders, hands coming to rest on his hips as he watched her go about, trying to entertain all these men. Speaking of which....for an island advertised as being home for scores of overly endowed women, he had yet to see another besides Aonice. Curious....
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 11:33 am
Aonice smirled and pulled up a stool to her side of the bar. She sat atop of it, facing the rest of the men, and looked around with a thought going through her mind.. "I guess your right, john.." She blinked, "But then again, a man that can control himself can be just as entertaining, if not more so" She nodded warmly, "Why? Am i reeling someone so adventurous as yourself into my simple little schemes already?" She asked with a more dramatic tone, squeezing her cleavage between biceps as she tensed her crossed arms..
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 5:19 am
Naois found himself a seat after amoment, sitting down after growing tired of standing. His gaze shifted from Aonice's face and gradually downward until he looked back up to her face. In his life he had never seen a woman like her, since where he came from the pickings were often slim.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 3:48 pm
It was a few days ago that Naois got an idea of how the local currency worked and that they had to get the money from somewhere. So he made a desicion about something and now he was here.
Slowly Naois made his way to the front door of the manor. He was moving slowly because he was carrying a very heavy wooden chest in his arms. The chest was filled with gold coins and other loot he had acquired over the years. Naois shook his head slightly at the closed door before him and when he got close enough he proceeded to use his head to knock on the door. Sure there was a note saying dont bother knocking, but he happened to be holding something quite heavy.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 12:53 pm
It was a bit earlier in the morning than Aonice had expected, what with Daylight savings time catching her off guard. She rose from her bed, only to hear the knocking at her front door. "Guests? This early?" She asked herself curiously, and hopped out of bed. She failed to wear pants, but her long t-shirt daintily wrapped around her wide thighs. Her hand swiped up a brush as she exited her room, and she would begin stroking her shorter hair, opening the front door with her brush in hand, her blue eyes wearily looking up towards Naois and his crate.. "What's this?" She asked curiously..
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 1:17 pm
Naois's eyes briefly glanced downwards towards Aonice's legs, Or atleast what he could see past the heavy chest in his arms."It's a uh..." Naois paused for a moment. He couldnt quite remember what it was called right off the bat, But it was on the tip of his tongue."A donation...I think that's waht its called." Naois said, The second part being spoken much lighter almost a mumble.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 12:58 pm
gunyo once again found himself in the living room quite alone, so he sprawled out on the sofa (not really saying much for a hobbit) and began to read his treasured book, which he had recived from a respectable friend back home.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 3:03 pm
Iroke openned the door and stalked in, raising an eyebrow in surprise as she saw Guyno on the couch.
"Hey, d--Aonice," she said over her shoulder, avoiding the word 'dad' at the last second. "Either you've got another guest, or one of the strangest rodent infestations I've ever seen." The spunky blonde turned back to smile at Guyno after the rather backhanded compliment... Foxes found rodents to be quite tasty, after all.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 6:06 am
Rio was right behind Iroke, having followed her steathily. "Wait, foxes can use Smell Rogue to get through Stealth! Now I can't used teh Backstabs and I'm going to to get teh aggroz! OH NOES! My armor sucks because I'm a leather wearing jackass! Time to reroll pally." Rio said, then logged off of life.
((Best post I've ever made. Well, time to put in a real one before I get gkicked for that.))
Rio was right behind Iroke, having followed her steathily, something about her had intrigued her, she felt like she knew her even though to Rio's knowledge she had never seen her before. "Hey Aonice, you got a racoon and a gnome in your living room." Rioushu yelled, doubting that she was even home.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 11:25 am
gunyo snapped his book shut and said rather indignantly " i am a hobbit young lady, not a rodent....or a gnome" he added for rios benefit. looking back over the arm of the chair he was isntantly disarmed by the smile coming from the wide hipped fox women. she looked to him like a spliced version of bleu, aonice and a fox, with all the good features of each. reddening slightly at his out burst gunyo apologised
" i am deeply sorry miss, you must pardon me for my rudeness". jumping off the sofa and walking up to the fox women who easily towered over him.
" who might you be?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 1:06 pm
"Oh, I'm Iroke. The fun-loving, time-displaced love-child of Aonice and Bleu," the fox girl explained with a friendly wave and a toothy grin. At the end of the greet, however, Iroke continued to move her right hand hand down in a curve, casually resting it against the holster of her weapon.
"... And this putz who just called me a racoon, I'm pretty sure his name is 'Target Practice'," she continued, growling the words around same cheerful smile she had given Guyno. "That is, unless he's suddenly regained the use of his eyeballs, and would like to amend his earlier statement."
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