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 Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 1:58 pm
"I've seen it pop up in thin air but not to stay on the ceiling...Maybe Tomo has a floating chair somewhere, too." he jumped as he remembered something and looked at caradoc, "Didn't Ghost take you away? How did you get back?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:06 pm
Caradoc shrugged, and turned away from the coffee table to wave at Daniel as he came in and out. "I escaped," he replied to Asphiel. "With some help." He added, glancing towards the stairs curiously.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:11 pm
Daniel spared a small smile to the two, and then quirked a quizzical eyebrow. What on earth were they staring at? Looking up, Daniel frowned. Was that a coffee table? Hrmph. They do not belong on ceilings... Offering the situation a much useless shrug, Daniel headed over to where he had left his guitar. Grabbing it off of the table, he headed back over to the stage.
The case still lay open on the cage, hwere he had left it last night. An awful habit.. He should've remembered to put away the fragile instrument before he went off to bed. Maybe not exactly fragile, since it'd been through many droppings, and even a stepping on once. Remembering these things made Daniel smile. But, thinking about last night also made him frown a little. Would anyone else here ever talk to him like River had? So many of them seemed busy on rescue missions, or being couples, that it confused him. Then again, River was technically in a coupling, too, with that Angel fellow.
Right? Augh, Daniel didn't know. He really couldn't wrap his head arond the whole situation. Shoving it all out of his mind, he sat on the edge of the stage, and strummed a few of the soft chords from River's favorite song. So funny, so cute. The song... he meant.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:11 pm
He made the bottle float to the trash and he moved to sit down and looked as Daniel walked across, "I'm glad, but you know that because you're here ghost might declare war on us..." he looked at Asphiel with an emotionless face. he had been doing that lately.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:18 pm
Caradoc scowled and crossed his arms, "Look, I didn't ask to be kidnapped." He said, realizing he was still holding a glass. He jumped into gear and went to the sink to fill it up half way. He took a few more seconds, just staring at the liquid. "Hell, I didn't ask to be rescued."
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:24 pm
"I didn't say I wanted you to stay there...I'm just saying. I'm sorry if I insulted you." He leaned forward on the bar and looked at the muffins, "But I'm glad you're here. It must've been hell to be in that camp." he looked back at the boy and fluffed his wings.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:29 pm
"Hell would've been a nice summer vacation compared to that place." Caradoc replied, swirling the water in his glass before tentatively taking a small sip. He turned around, leaning his head into the sink as if about to throw up. After a few moments of realizing nothing happened, he chanced another, much larger sip. Again, nothing. He kept his reaction to himself to save for later. "But aside from a few wear and tears, I'm perfect, now."
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:33 pm
"You're a survivor." he didn't say nothing else and just made a muffin float to him and ate it quietly, thinking of the 'sweet' comment River did last night. He ate slowly to stop himself from getting the blade from his coat. He was driving himself mad, lately.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:48 pm
"I'm gonna sleep here tonight. Later." he waved at Daniel and Doc and walked upstairs to an empty room.
((I am hungry and pissed. Later!))
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 3:33 pm
((Poor Aki. crying Enjoy your food, though!))
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 3:47 pm
River opened the door with a feverous expression a dog, or a wolf growning biting onto her leg. In an angry spur of the moment thing she ripped it from her leg and held it before dropping it and kicking it out the door, a clump of feathers clenched in her hand. "..Games.." She snorted softly walking slowly towards the bar, her fingers so tight around the feathers her knuckles where white.
"Well, how is everyone doing? Good?" She said throwing the white bird feathers intot he trash, spitting one out shortly after.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 4:03 pm
An extremely disoriented blonde kitty hopped inside through the kitchen window. He was extremely wet and muddy, probably having gotten stuck outside in the rain all night. He shook off, nursing a small cut about where his wrist would be with his tongue.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 4:07 pm
"..Hello there.."
River Inquired to the muddy cat Turning the sink on, running the water over her hands. "...Are you alright?" She asked Him washing her hands and the nasty stuff the feathers had on them, since she was being mauled by a dog just a few moments ago. "You didn't run into any Wolves out there...did you?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 4:10 pm
He looked up at River and stepped closer, nodding hesitantly. Of course, that was among other things. He hopped up onto the sink, testing the water with his nose before deciding that getting wet wasn't that great an idea right now. He hopped back down and limped slightly towards the middle of the room.
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