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 Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 3:04 pm
Joe grinned and shook his head a bit, adding to the effect. "Thanks. Is there anything I need to show Sebastian to show that the delivery was successful?"
As he spoke he stood and pulled his bag on.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 3:07 pm
"That might be good," Rose agreed. She went back to the paper, one side of which was covered in a diagram of the loose alliances and the enmities and cease-fires of the Council; the paper was a mess to look at. She flipped it over, scribbled something, folded it, and handed it to Joe. "Good luck."
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 4:49 pm
Fyrin shrugged, paid more attention to what was on the buttons, and hit the button for the top floor.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 5:10 pm
The elevator began moving up.
It occurred to Fyrin there was a moderate chance that his present position was not a good place to be when he reached the top.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 6:02 pm
Agnese rolled her eyes before motioning Lefty to sit down.
"Well, let's see it hm?" She said, reaching out form his hand. It felt cold, but there was magic in it, like in all beings. And in her head, putting people back together was just like putting puzzle peices together with superglue! Oh! speaking oh which, she pulled out a spell from a thread spool shaped charm and strated connecting the muscle and tendon and bone.
"This bone's connected to the, that bone, and that bone's connected to...this other bone." Her head cocked to the side and she paused in her silent singing. "And I think I connected the, wrong bone, no wait it's the right bo~one."
She'd never healed a vampire, but she sincerely hoped that she was doing a good job. Maybe she need to study necromancy...Where was Takeshi anyways? He needed to teach her...
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 6:06 pm
The vampire she was healing looked at Agnese with a raised eyebrow.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 6:14 pm
"What?" she asked slightly annoyed. "Don't look at me like I have two heads, I fixed your arm Lefty!" Looking back at her work she told him to make a fist and extend the fingers as much as he could.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 6:17 pm
The vampire did so. The fingers went about a quarter of the way farther than looked natural or healthy.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 6:40 pm
"Have you always been able to do that?"
<(You broke him.)>
Agnese tried not to pay attention to her obuela's remarks, mostly because she was afraid she had broke him. Unless he liked being broken...or he was't actually broken.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 6:49 pm
"Nooo....." the vampire responded slowly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 7:03 pm
"Uhm...well does it hurt?" She asked finally. "And if it doesn't, well, you'll always win at Mercy huh?"
She didn't wait for his response, instead she started trying to push him out of the med bay.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 7:55 pm
The vampire clenched his fist and punched the wall, putting a small dent in it. "Well, it works well enough," he replied cheerfully. He jogged out of the room. A loud explosion sounded from below.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:48 pm
Fyrin did indeed think of it, and he dropped down to the elevator floor, bringing the plate with him. Just another weapon.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 10:11 pm
The door dinged open. A vampire was looking at a screen of monitors forming a digital representation of the outside world, casting a light glow across the room, facing away from Fyrin. "Ah, you're here for your payment, I would assume. Only, see, you didn't check in the goods at the storeroom. Now, how, precisely, are we to be expected to pay you before receiving the scale?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 9:44 am
Fyrin paused, as though in confusion. "But... but I did drop it off!" He narrowed his figurative eyes. "Are you backstabbing me?" he demanded angrily. "I dropped off that scale. They sent me up here! That's what they told me."
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