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 Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 9:21 pm
((Mmm. Yeah. I guess it's part-intuition, part-empathy-ish-ness, part awesomeness.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 9:23 pm
((Oh, in that case, for me it was about 1% empathy, and 99% awesomeness, cause no one's more awesome than Joe.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 9:29 pm
((Heehee. I'm getting a bit of POWER now.))
Joe glanced out the window on a whim, watching the sheet of clouds beneath them as they-
Was that-
Had something just flashed by?
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 9:31 pm
((Ahhh jeez.))
Joe groaned. "Why can't we just have a normal flight, for once?" He allowed his mana to begin pooling, although he did nothing yet.
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 9:34 pm
((Oh, like you'd be satisfied with a normal flight.))
What appeared to be a floating person, whose clothing was being violently whipped by the wind, rose up in the window beside Joe.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 8:18 am
((...this is true.))
Joe looked at the person, raised an eyebrow, and waved uncertainly. He tapped Jacob with the other hand.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 9:11 am
((I claim emotional empathy. I don't know how good of a judge of persons I am, and I suspect I'm really terrible at it, but I feel for people really strongly. I hate arguments, I always feel like I'm being awful to people when they're being awful to me.
...thus, the problem with engaging in any type of relationship whatsoever with a girl with minor severe domination issues. biggrin
It's not that bad.
I just get tossed around. She feels bad. Later.
But... on topic... what about Fyrin? Or Paul, for that matter.))
Paul flew on the plane.
In any ideal circumstances, he and Marco made it safely.
But...
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 5:10 pm
((Oh, no worries, Marco and Paul get their fun later.))
The bathrooms on Paul's plane smelled bad.
It was, otherwise, perfectly okay.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 8:21 pm
((Oh, I hate life so much right now.
I got one of said hunches that she liked a guy friend of ours.
I called her out on it.
I was right.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 8:33 pm
((Well s**t, bro. Same thing happened to me, if it helps.))
Marco got off the plane, stretching. "I hate planes," he said. "I prefer to fly myself." With that cryptic statement, he began to look around for their contact or whatever.
Joe began to look slowly away from whatever was outside the window. Twilight Zone, indeed.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 10:19 pm
The figure outside the window raised some sort of hose-nozzle-like device slowly to the window beside Joe.
This had a fairly high chance of not boding well, Joe suspected.
((Twice in a row.
Each time, nearly a year-long relationship.
Ugh.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 10:21 pm
Bad-smelling bathrooms were nothing new to Paul, especially since he mostly caused them.
Sadly, Paul actually understood what Marco meant and shrugged. "You can't win 'em all."
"I guess I could've flown you," Darius offered from nowhere, a little late.
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Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2008 8:01 am
Joe groaned. "What the ghei."
He dropped out of his seat and ducked into the aisle, pulling Jacob with him. He primed his mana.
Marco shrugged. "Where are we going to?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2008 8:05 am
Jacob looked to Joe and then out the window, "Um...who's that?" he asked as he followed Joe through the aisle.
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Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2008 8:25 am
"Yet another person that wants us dead, strictly on principle," Joe grumbled.
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