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 Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 7:52 pm
*Rolls his eyes.*
Death does not hold sway here.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 7:54 pm
*his ability to sense a blow allows him to dodge the magical attack and come up, hlding his spear at her throat with a menacing glare in hsi eyes*
Witchling, you are nothing compared to the mages of old, the mages of MY time! Circe! Medea! You are maggot food compared to them!
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 7:55 pm
Trickster Loki Laufeyson *Rolls his eyes.*
Death does not hold sway here. So what...you swappin' out genders to get even wit' yourself for doin' your own?
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 7:56 pm
You think I did that?
*Laughs.*
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 7:57 pm
*rests his chin on his hand and waves his hand absently*
Is this going anywhere particular because I got a date...
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:00 pm
*One moment Misty is standing in front of him and the next she's not. Shrinking down to the tiniest of sizes before he can blink. She quickly moves to the side and regrows to her normal size.*
*Snicksers lightly.* I've heard those stories. And yet in my time all of you aren't around. None of you last, you're all dead and gone at the end of time. So in reality, you're the maggot food.
*Steps back as she moves her hand behind her.*
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:03 pm
I'm not about to compel you to stay here as what I'm doing has nothing to do with you, but if you wouldn't mind fetching me a fresh bottle of mead...
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:04 pm
*shakes his head*
I pity you in your ignorance whelp. You believe the greatest mages to be dead? Hardly. Diana herself dreads dealing with the Circe witch, as would you.
*watches Misty's hand*
I wouldn't.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:09 pm
::seated up in the rafters, starts to play a lilting tune::
♪♫♪♫♬ ♫♫ ♪ ♪♪ ♫ ♬♬♬ ♪♪♪ ♫ ♬♬♬ ♪♪♫♬ ♫♫ ♪
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:10 pm
*Grins.* Obviously you missed the reference to the end of time. Should I go slower with my words? Would it allow you to understand it better? If they live on my world at that time than they're more useless than I had thought to begin with.
*Shrugs and Gives a look of innocence as if to say, "Do what?". Moves her hand up and the tables around Achillies all lift from the ground and move towards him. Each moving from different angles.* Anytime your done, we can stop.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:11 pm
*starts tapping his toes*
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:13 pm
*Hops off the bar and rummages for a bottle of mead.*
You're a useless bartender, LeBeau.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:15 pm
*Achilles is slammed by two tables but he grabs the leg of a third and swings it in an arch, shattering the remaining ones*
Little one, you begin to try my patience!
*looks up at Piper and smiles*
I had wondered when you'd think of that...
*TRUMPETS!*
*the wall of the Bistro shatters in rubble and Mysia rears back and brings her gigantic feet down onto Misty*
*squish!*
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:16 pm
Trickster Loki Laufeyson *Hops off the bar and rummages for a bottle of mead.*
You're a useless bartender, LeBeau. Naw, I just don't like you.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:16 pm
::winces, and keeps playing. Dozens of rats start streaming in through the air ducts::
♪♫♪♫♬ ♫♫ ♪ ♪♪ ♫ ♬♬♬ ♪♪♪ ♫ ♬♬♬ ♪♪♫♬ ♫♫ ♪ ♪♫♪♫♬ ♫♫ ♪ ♪♪ ♫ ♬♬♬ ♪♪♪ ♫ ♬♬♬ ♪♪♫♬ ♫♫ ♪
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