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 Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 6:40 pm
Vampiric Fantasy "Yes, something like you... but what is killing something that is already dead?" She tooka look back to the tapestry. "Magic is not to be held lightly, even by something like that puppet," she started up the stairs, "besides, Lily will probably be back with him to take what is there... I she isn't too weak." Sounds of shifting crates are heard from the back room...
Lucca listens for a moment to the sound before turning to the new guy who just walked in. Her wings flicker slightly when he growls out a request. She turns her attention from him as not to stare.
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 3:09 pm
Son_of_Bhaal SS marches into the bar wearing a scowl. He sits down at the bar and growls a request at the bartender: Get one o' them blood specials and the owner of this dump. Thell em' lookin' for a stinkin' job!" SS glares at a passing waitress, who starts and scampers off to care for her customers. Sizarin walked out of the back room and walked over to him, "Hello there.. Is there anything that I can get for you today?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 3:11 pm
Felix B. Hellsings The marionette stumbles down the mainstairs and lands on the floor a little ways from the bar. He would get up but someone new has entered the inn.
Lucca listens for a moment to the sound before turning to the new guy who just walked in. Her wings flicker slightly when he growls out a request. She turns her attention from him as not to stare. Asizue walked down the stairs after the marionette, looking to Sizarin for a moment she walks into the main office.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 6:12 pm
Vampiric Fantasy Son_of_Bhaal SS marches into the bar wearing a scowl. He sits down at the bar and growls a request at the bartender: Get one o' them blood specials and the owner of this dump. Thell em' lookin' for a stinkin' job!" SS glares at a passing waitress, who starts and scampers off to care for her customers. Sizarin walked out of the back room and walked over to him, "Hello there.. Is there anything that I can get for you today?" "Yeah, I was fired from my job as a master in a slave tradin' guild and from my position amongst a squad of seven elite warriors ( stare ). I was lookin' for a job. An' I hear ya' need some entertainers. I was wondering if I could offer my services..."
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 2:13 pm
Son_of_Bhaal "Yeah, I was fired from my job as a master in a slave tradin' guild and from my position amongst a squad of seven elite warriors ( stare ). I was lookin' for a job. An' I hear ya' need some entertainers. I was wondering if I could offer my services..." "I see." Sizaran thought for a moment. "I do suppose we could use some more. Do you have any experience in entertaining?" ( sweatdrop Blame Beaver.)
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 4:28 pm
She listened to the two talk when an idea hit her. She pondered over the idea for a few moment, letting it sink in. However, her eyes wondered to the seeming lifeless marionette on the floor next to the stairs as she pondered over a few things.
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 7:16 pm
Vampiric Fantasy Son_of_Bhaal "Yeah, I was fired from my job as a master in a slave tradin' guild and from my position amongst a squad of seven elite warriors ( stare ). I was lookin' for a job. An' I hear ya' need some entertainers. I was wondering if I could offer my services..." "I see." Sizaran thought for a moment. "I do suppose we could use some more. Do you have any experience in entertaining?" ( sweatdrop Blame Beaver.) "Well, I did a little work in an illusions club in college... I could work my act back up. I was one of the best in the group at flame illusions." ( Oh, I will. wink )
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 9:54 am
Son_of_Bhaal Vampiric Fantasy Son_of_Bhaal "Yeah, I was fired from my job as a master in a slave tradin' guild and from my position amongst a squad of seven elite warriors ( stare ). I was lookin' for a job. An' I hear ya' need some entertainers. I was wondering if I could offer my services..." "I see." Sizaran thought for a moment. "I do suppose we could use some more. Do you have any experience in entertaining?" ( sweatdrop Blame Beaver.) "Well, I did a little work in an illusions club in college... I could work my act back up. I was one of the best in the group at flame illusions." ( Oh, I will. wink ) "I see. Well, welcome to the bar." Sizaran said looking around the room. "It isn't much, but things can get interesting here."
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 1:23 pm
She listens to the end of their conversation before standing. She turns to grab the marionette and stops. He's gone. She closes her eyes a moment before walking outside where she stands to the right of the front door. "He's going to get me into trouble again....I just know it." she hisses to herself
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2006 12:32 pm
Asizue walked out of the main office carring a strangely shaped package on her one shoulder. "Well, someone has to feed those monsters.." She muttered under her breath as she walked up the stairs and back behind the tapestry.
sizarin watched her go, pity in his eyes. He turned to SS and asked, "Well, would you like a drink? They are free for emplyees. I also supose I should inform you of some of the rules we have."
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 2:09 pm
I'd rather like a Deamon taquila... if you have any. I apologize but I probably won't pay any heed to the rules, but you sould probably tell me anyways. xd
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 4:10 pm
Son_of_Bhaal I'd rather like a Deamon taquila... if you have any. I apologize but I probably won't pay any heed to the rules, but you sould probably tell me anyways. xd "I see. Well, the rules are as follows. Behind that door," He pointed to the one with chains left of the fireplace, "is the fighting area. You are not permitted to fight in the actuall bar or in the room above. That is the main rule." He then reached under the bar counter and came back up with a bottle of Daemon taqula. "The other is taht there are many, and I don't mean this lightly, hidden doorways and such that you may find. These aren't to be ventured into." He reached up and took a glass from above the bar where they were hanging. "I believe that is all... We keep drinks already made in bottles behind the counter." He said as an afterthought. "Though don't worry not many actually listen to the rules here."
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 8:40 pm
The marionette dropped from the ceiling above SS and Sizarin's head. He hung probably two inches above them, his wood body parts hitting each other for a moment. It is motionless for about 30 seconds before it starts to dance above their heads, its strings seeping into the ceiling and pulse like a heart beat.
Lucca stares forward a moment, her small bat-like wings twitching from the little bit of cold. She pulled out a small white pouch after a moment and started to count the coins within it. "Well...I think I have enough for tonight....That should be well for now." She closed the pouched and walked back in only to pause as she stared at the marionette.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 5:42 am
Felix B. Hellsings The marionette dropped from the ceiling above SS and Sizarin's head. He hung probably two inches above them, his wood body parts hitting each other for a moment. It is motionless for about 30 seconds before it starts to dance above their heads, its strings seeping into the ceiling and pulse like a heart beat.
Lucca stares forward a moment, her small bat-like wings twitching from the little bit of cold. She pulled out a small white pouch after a moment and started to count the coins within it. "Well...I think I have enough for tonight....That should be well for now." She closed the pouched and walked back in only to pause as she stared at the marionette. Sizarin looked up towards the morionette. "Well now. This thing is starting to get on my nerves..." He said as his face changed from it's usual calm to a sneer. Asizue walked downstair her hands slightly bloody and she saw the marionette and Sizarin's sneer. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 1:45 pm
The marionette continued to dance until he saw Asizue. He smiled and then bowed from his strings. "Dancing, dancing. Always dancing. Smile, My Child, smile!" he began to sing, though he was a good singer. "Crying, crying, always crying. Scream, My Child, scream!" the marionette began to turn a deep red and then started to get rather fat, as though someone were blowing him up like a balloon. Within moments the marionette popped and confetti scattered about the room. Confetti as red as blood, the thick copper smell to match, but it was paper and nothing more.
Lucca didn't wait for the marionette to finish his little rhyme, by the time the marionette had 'blown-up' Lucca had moved past Asizue and up the stairs as quietly and quickly as possible. She had heard the marionette pop when she found her room and locked herself within it.
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