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 Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 7:09 pm
((Right, we should have Dragon around for that.))
"Not too much," Medic warned. "Scout saw a Spy disguised as him. Ve can't let our guard down completely, zhere is no cease fire out here."
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 7:21 pm
Matthew looked up and finished chewing his pancakes, swallowing before he answer. "Hi. How are you?" Kumajiro was too invovled in his pancakes. Greedy animal that he was. Selfish too.
Arthur just nodded, wanting the other to get on with it. But soon he felt the dabbing and inhaled sharply. Tensing a little. "AH! Bloody hell!" He grabbed his whiskey back and started to drink more. Hoping it would numb the pain a little. "Damned bugger! There had better be something to sooth this over after!" He grumbled.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 7:31 pm
((ok XD we will wait for her to come back then XD ))
Heavy nodded "I see. vell at least one" he said as he served all three of them
((good caues im having block all of a sudden O.o ))
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 7:36 pm
"Better zhis little pain now zhan it getting infected and rotting off, non?" Spy asked, still grinning. Since this wound went all the way through, he made sure to clean both sides, taking his time to make sure he didn't accidentally do more damage. "I'm afraid I don't know much about relieving pain; just causing it and patching myself up enough to ensure I won't die." Once he was done cleaning, he began wrapping the still wet strip of cloth around Arthur's rabbit ear, trying not to make it too loose or uncomfortably tight. "But, I'm sure zhe two of us could zhink of somesing. Don't you agree?"
"Vone vouldn't hurt, ja," Medic agreed, taking the shot glass offered to him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 7:51 pm
As much as he didn't like it, he did have to agree, so he held his tongue. Wincing still as the other continued to tend to his ear, he took yet another drink from his whiskey. Almost chuckling at what was last said. "Oh probably." Slurring a little once again, he was swaying slightly where he was. "I think sitting up is dangerous." He admitting from no where, it was then that his record started skipping. "AH Damnit! Bloody b*****d!" He pulled his foot back and kicked the contraption a little and it went back to playing. A smug grin on his hazed expression. "Take that you drunk wanker" Once he was content with himself, he glanced back to the other. "Did you have anything in mind?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 7:52 pm
((Thanks for not leaving me! I feel happy now! whee But yeah, sorry for being busy. The computer lab closes uber early now at my school and my computer is still getting fixed. So yeah, internet's scarce for a bit. xd ))
Faya continued her fun in the portal room, now in the air, preforming an oni alien dance ritual to a favorite pop song of hers. She giggled happily as she continued her dance. She didn't remember where exactly she learned it from, but she seemed to always have known it to some extent. It was a dance for the gods to grant the group good luck and prosperity, since she knew the deadline for the mission was fast approaching. It scared her, of course, but she wanted to at least try to be brave about seeing those in charge of SPI, since she had heard such horrible rumors about them and what they did to people.
Toph continued to stare at him, her head tilted to one side in slight confusion. "Uhh, yeah. Okay." She responded quickly, before her mind could change. She noticed that he still had his facial marks present, which confused her. Well, Aang always had the arrow marks on him, distinguishing him as an airbender, but still, this was different. He was a demon after all, and she always kept that in mind. Well, at the back of it. She then turned to leave, wondering if he would hurt anyone once she left.
Bunko and Inutaishou... (timeskip).
"Oh stop..." Tomoe replied with a gentle giggle, placing a hand on his chest and pushing against him weakly. She then smiled up at him for a moment before sighing to herself. "I wonder if father has found Kratos yet..."
After a moment or two, Ty Lee stopped walking. She stared up at the sign to the cleaners, confirming it was there before she turned back to Neru. "Okay! We're here Neru-chan~!" She exclaimed before pointing inside where a few people were currently working, and one was typing up orders on the computer. "Would you like to wear normal clothes? Or just use the computer to make some?" She asked, a bit confused as to what she actually wanted.
((And suji, Ricalna never replied to Yuzuki anyway. lol xp ))
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:00 pm
((guuuh.. he didn't? Whoopsie daisies... let me do that XD))
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:05 pm
((But it does kinda suck that you show up just after Mavs has to go to bed. lol))
Spy had to pause a moment as Arthur kicked at the record player, but soon had the makeshift bandage tied. He ripped off another strip, wrapping it around the wet cloth. "Zhere, finished. Zhat second cloth is to 'elp keep zhe alcohol on you, and not everyzhing your ear touches." Deciding he'd been standing a bit too long, the Frenchman sat down on the bed next to Arthur, grabbing his glass off the nightstand where he set it, and took another drink. "It should barely leave a scar, but zhey 'ave machines 'ere zhat can erase scars. Zhey did zhat for me, and it... it is fantastique. It's almost like 'aving some fingerprints erased! It will be much 'arder for anyone to identify me, should I get caught by someone else once I return to my world..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:14 pm
Once the bandage was tied, he sighed slightly. Listening close he nods and takes another swig, something he had seemed to be doing every few seconds. When the other sat next to him, his eyes widened. "Erased fingerprints?! No bloody way!" He then dropped his whiskey on the floor and grabbed one of Spy's hands. "I have to see this, I will not believe it." He stated. Bringing the other's hand up close to his face.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:24 pm
"Non, no, zhey erased my scars, not my fingerprints, you drunken idiot," Spy replied, laughing. "I'll show you, 'old on." He took another swig of wine before setting the glass back down, then took off his jacket. He didn't fold it like usual, but he did set it aside neatly. Then he rolled up one of his sleeves, pointing to the back of his forearm. "See? Nossing. Like I never got shot. Zhe 'air is even starting to grow back." It had happened when he was a lot younger and much more inexperienced, but now it was completely gone; a clean slate.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:34 pm
He flushed a little in embarrassment, but it was partially because of the booze that flooded through his system. "Oh." The blank statement, Arthur almost seemed disappointed, though when the other removed his jacket and pull up a sleeve. "Oh, thats interesting. Dog's bollocks!" He cheered, laughing a little. He then looked down at himself and at the scars that were formed all across his body. "I don't think I would want.. these things... gone. They couldn't be removed anyway." He stated, almost proud of the fact. "Though some still hurt sometimes." He pointed to the one that ran along his side and wrapped to his lower back. "that one still hurts sometimes." Every forth of July. "And I'll have you... Know. That I'm not a drunken idiot. I'm just tipsy. I am telling you, I am not drunk damnit. When I'm drunk.. I know I'm drunk, and I'm very uh.... hell. I can't think of the word."
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:43 pm
((Haha yeah, I know. But when it comes to schoolwork vs. Gaia, schoolwork will always come on top. 'specially when it's getting to the end of the yeah. lol)) dragon_fire_313 Yuzuki never thought of that before. "Well, if you show me if you have an imput drive, I can easily adjust my key to fit it." She suggested, continuing to smile politely.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:49 pm
"Scars for me are bad. Scars make it easier to recognize me," Spy replied. "But zhose are some impressive scars of yours. I almost wish I 'adn't gotten rid of mine so we could compare." That was a bit of a lie; he'd have gotten them removed the second he got there, had he known about it. At the protests, Spy had to laugh. "Arthur, you are definitely drunk, not just tipsy. Tipsy doesn't get you out of your clothes and into zhat apron."
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:59 pm
Arthur was quiet for a moment and nodded with a chuckle. But when Spy commented on his waiter get up, he looked down at it as if the other were completely insane. "I see nothing wrong with it. I've worn it sober before. I'm not drunk. I am tipsy. There, I just proved it. End of story, there is nothing you can say froggy, that will change my mind." Sounding quite proud of himself, he gave a smug smile and looked down. His expression dropped. "Oh~... No~.. My whiskey.. its all over the floor!" Sad thing was, he sounded almost heartbroken.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 9:11 pm
"And how many tipsy people spill a whole bottle of alcohol on zhe floor and don't notice?" Spy teased, reaching for his glass again. "Do you 'ave any more bottles stashed around 'ere? I'll even get it for you, since I 'ave to get up to get my bottle."
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