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 Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 2:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 4:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 5:42 pm
An abrupt push from outside opens the front doors of Club Orion, revealing the Orinian Emperor just outside the threshold. The weather is cool but breezy outdoors, the fox demon's coattails blown lazily to one side around his legs. Dressed in his usual garb, his small frame is fitted with a long red trenchcoat, the buttons down the center leaving only his pinstripe pants and shined leather shoes visible. With his head tilted toward the wind to keep his fedora in place, Wesley steps into the building with a graceful lightness befitting his demeanor.
Once the Emperor is clear, the doors close on their own with a soft click of the latch. Quiet for a moment, Tali breathes in slowly through his nose, eyeing the room as his tail flickers boredly behind him. Not a soul.
"Dull night."
Lifting his arms and folding them around his chest, Wesley takes a left, walking along the wall of the large room. As he moves, he tilts and turns his head this way and that, scanning the architecture rather carefully. When he reaches the stage he simply hops up onto it, his light frame landing upon the wooden floor with a soft click of his soles. He leaves the elevated platform in a similar fashion, the small-statured overlord continuing into the hallway and toward the stadium. Certainly odd timing to go on a tour of the place, but it's better late than never.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 5:56 pm
Wesely walks down the steps and to the matted floor of the arena, his blue eye up and scanning the support structure of the ceiling. His steps take him further to the left, where he eventually encounters the barricade. Another gentle hop and Tali steps over the short wall, never taking his eye off of the task at hand. Weaving through the crowd of spectator chairs, the Emperor takes note of every minute feature he sees, a nasal grunt of recognition occasionally sounding through his closed lips.
Near the Northern side of the circular building, Taliman glances to his right, half-closing his eye in focus on the opposite wall. This attentive glare only lasts a few seconds though, and Wes soon returns to his previous inspection of the stadium structure, tail swaying in near-perfect synchronization with his hips as he moves. There's little of his posture and tread that one could call crude or languorous.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 6:12 pm
(( Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw. ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 6:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 7:53 pm
((I know Ichi, but you've had a lot of ponytail-like hairstyles. >w< Go with the Upsweep woman! xD Or else I'll rape you. >w>))
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 8:13 pm
(( o_o;; O-okay. ::goes to change hair:: xP ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 8:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 8:51 pm
((Ummmm......no. ^ ^ *skitters to her Lair*
Night night. <3 *dives in*))
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 9:01 pm
(( Nu, Tali, you can join. ::hipsway:: ;3 ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 9:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 2:30 pm
<was going to post again. Just.. forgot to. >.> Oops.>>
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 2:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 2:57 pm
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