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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2018 6:40 pm
Hearing Leko in her head she scratches the itch on her nose. We can certainly try. Your Seraph is still trying to be a little imp in her own way. ******** like we have to get these all from all sides here. Looking to Gio she takes a sip of her glass. I don't know where he could be at the moment. Not since you turned him into Swiss Czech earlier.
Hearing Ryzan yelling she looks over in time to see him throw the script back at Psy and froze in mid-gulp of her drink. emotion_jawdrop Whelp......nice know you Ryzan. I'll be sure you have a good funeral set up. sweatdrop
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2018 7:39 pm
*As wrong as it felt, she made the sign of the cross over her chest and prayed for the poor lost soul*
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2018 11:28 pm
*hearing Ryzan's outburst, turns to watch* cat_surprised
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2018 8:12 am
At first, she's really not quite sure what to do. Clearly, nobody realizes or cares as much as she does about this project. Not only is she paying for everything here to make this production a success, but she's paying for salaries, perks, catering, and whole host of things to ensure all of her dearest and most trusted confidants are taken care of in style. Mutiny is the thanks she gets. stare
A betrayal of this magnitude is not taken lightly. If she had any type of supernatural abilities the entire red castle would instantly turn ice cold as she silently glares at Ryzan and Kyle. stare She places her glass of champagne on the floor. Kyle, you've been promoted to co-director. stare She holds out the script.
Kyle knows that look all too well. This is not good. eek This is not good at all. People have gone missing over that look and rather than find himself unemployed or worse stressed sweatdrop Kyle thanks Ryzan for the evening despite it being an epic fail, takes the script and offers the Mistress his arm.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2018 8:19 am
Ol' Gio ain't gonna stops til da Czech is six feets unda. Capire? twisted
Drags a hand down his face after witnessing his lovely brides exchange with Kyle and the Mirtillo. stressed The Czech is just going to have to wait as its more important right now for him to try and talk her down. He HATES California. stressed
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2018 11:15 am
*grasps for Kyle's coat as the man steps away to stand at the Mistress' side, but he's clearly made up his mind of who to follow. After the hell that this evening was already, he's going to be left with nothing to show for it. He starts to tear up as all his hopes and efforts crumble away around him*
"...why? Why is a quiet evening too much to ask for!?" scream
*runs off without waiting for a response, tears streaming down his face*
*rubs his ears, hoping the yelling has finally stopped with Ry's dramatic exit* "Why indeed." stare
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2018 1:03 pm
rolleyes Well that was certainly anti-climatic. I was hoping for something more. You know the Mistress loves us too much when she doesn't kill is where we stand after that offense. She finishes the last of her drink and waives to the waiter to pay her bill. Well once the project is done here and we get back to Manor town you and I can talk more details on that seal.
Opening a portal she leaves her money on the counter with tip and slips in. Night all!
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2018 10:50 pm
*rubs her ears as well* Sometimes I wonder if there is such a thing as a quiet evening around this group. cat_sweatdrop But then again, it's too quiet around here without everyone. *sighs, knowing that since filming is almost over, the residents of Manor Town will be returning soon* cat_neutral
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2018 3:06 pm
As Lia stays up through the night waning, She ponders and tinkers in the dark hours remaining. Honestly she didn't think today's filming was so bad, But it's true that the Mistress is OCD just a tad. She goes over her copy of the script to see what was left to do, She mutters, "Seriously she puts up such hollabaloo..."
Pulling out her potions cabinet she searches through her bottles and vials, Skimming through labels that were through many the trials. She places her fingers on one that was a favorite of the fox's, Grinning a grin since that many found obnoxious. Opening a portal she flies to many a bedroom, Hovering over her targets in shadow and gloom.
Just a droplet on their eyelids first the left then the right, Blurring parts of their memories of the previous day and doing a re-write. Just enough to ease emotions of anger and frustration, Then continue on the film and push forward in motion. Once the deed done, the Kistune returns to her chambers, Now people should feel better after having good slumbers.
As the first rays of sunlight peek over the Red Kingdom's mountain Dear Lia stretches and cries. "LET THE NEXT DAY BEGIN!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2018 9:05 pm
*wanders around the castle after waking up super early... way earlier than he usually would. He's not even sure why he's up so early aside from it feeling like he slept an entire day. Maybe he did. Time is hard to keep up with stare The whole place seems unusually quiet, but maybe that's always the case at this hour and he'd know it if this was a normal wake up time for him. Hungry as ********, he makes his way to the kitchen to poke around and sees even the kitchen staff seems to be asleep still. Shrugging it off, he just grabs some leftovers from the fridge and finds a nice comfy chair by a fire to sit in while he stuffs his face* emotion_omnomnom
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2018 11:02 pm
Materializes behind the dark elf twisted whispers into his ear, still not fully seen greetings sleeping beauty
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2018 11:29 pm
*almost spits out the tartlets he'd nabbed from the kitchen at the unexpected whisper, but thankfully doesn't actually since he's too hungry to go wasting perfectly good food like that*
"Dafuq?"
*considers it's one of the Queen's spies and goes into defensive mode*
"I didn't steal them, I swear! They were going to end up in the trash anyway! Everyone knows the Queen doesn't do leftovers! I'm innocent, I tell ya! Innocent!" gonk
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2018 11:40 pm
*blinks a few times* Oh dear... the curse is in the bloodstream isn't it *gets in front of him leans over and uses her fingers to wedge open his eye with her fingers* Hmmm... yes. I do hope Lia can figure this out. Lady Aya did a number on you certainly. I'm a bit jealous to be honest. *steps back taking her fingers off the eye lids*
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2018 12:54 am
*gives the Snakeapillar an odd look and tries to move away, though there's not far he can move without getting out of the chair*
"What are you even on? talk2hand For one, I'm not cursed and for two, the Queen of Clubs can barely walk or form a coherent sentence let alone curse someone rolleyes Everyone in Wonderland knows you're the one in charge of curses..."
*eye starts to twitch* "Wait... did you just curse me just now? WHAT DID I EVEN DO!?" gonk
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2018 1:44 pm
Wearing trousers and suspenders, walks past Leko and the Knave to the huge stainless industrial sized refrigerator, opens it, grabs a half gallon container of milk. He opens the container and stands there with the fridge open guzzling the entire thing.
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