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 Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:30 pm
Appearing next to the esper I lean against the same awning, but unlike him my back is against it. "Why so glum chum?" I ask in a curious tone. "I've brought a fair amount of order back to your hall, why do you seem to search the skies for more?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:53 pm
Mayhap the Bringer of Order is not yet satisfied?
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:11 pm
I suppose not, but I'd really like whoever it is that's posting as him to change the password back so I can have my order's mule back or at least stick around to reply when someone directly confronts him.... *grumble grumble*
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:16 pm
She does little more than bare her teeth at Maluc's comment. Her lips curl as she slowly rolls off the couch (although the last few inches of it are not slow, as they are free-fall). Her face holds it's usual small grin as she slinks around the room, visibly acting out the esper's restlessness.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:21 pm
Then do something rude. If it is your account demand it back or threaten him. Perhaps he is not worthy to have such a thing.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:22 pm
"You've not given the order it's purpose, you're going to lead it into chaos once again." Hashmal replied looking out into the sky with a stillness inhumanly possible.
((fine fine, I'll change it back so everyone can use it again though if you ask me it's obviously a bad policy.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:23 pm
*debates upon whether or not he should offer Amaroq a dog treat*
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:26 pm
A dog treat would most likely be very much appreciated, but she shows this by leaping for the judges shoulders.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:34 pm
Indeed. Keep the mule account to yourself. Anyone could steal anything without knowing so.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:50 pm
*tosses dog treat away from himself so that the amaroq would no longer be on his shoulders should she follow*
The mule account was originally supposed to be for the use of only a few more elite members of the leo order. More being a place where generous members could dump their gold and such things they wish to donate that would later be used as contest rewards and quest help. Now that it's being abused it's going to be mine and only mine, and anyone that wants to donate to the contest bank account will simply have to wait for me to check it.
Now that I have the account back I'm glad to have noticed that whoever it was that took control of the account left things as they were, and also somehow accumulated a lot of money in the process........ confusing. But in any case we're only a few thousand gold away from that last item that will complete the cosplay.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 11:25 pm
And bounds away she does. Pounces onto the treat, only to whap it around and dance (she is the only one who would call that random assortment of jerks, twitches, and leaps "dance") about it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 11:41 pm
Walking past, Maluc leans against the wall and pets Amaroq on the head.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 11:46 pm
Decidedly disturbed by this intrusion on her celebration, she jumps a few feet straight in the air and nearly lets loose a 'terrible' growl. Half-way through her overreaction, she recognizes the hand's owner and grins wide, standing up straight and tall. Somehow, amongst that flurry of movement, she managed to snap up the treat and it now sticks out between her jaws as she gently chews on it. "Good eve, dear friend." After a moment, she adds with relish, "And unquestioned leader."
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 11:59 pm
Maluc stood in complete surprise for a moment then disappointment. "Mara, you've got it all wrong. I don't believe I've ever stated that I should ever go unquestioned, in fact I believe for the most part I've suggested that the members of this order are the ones with the real power, I just legislate most of what is going on inside it. Also... I was really expecting you to remove my hand from my wrist, counting on it actually since that would be your usual reaction to that. But, since you didn't...." As Maluc's speech trail off he pulls a sword from inside his chest and chops his left hand off from mid fore-arm. "Alright, well that's better, now everything is in order."
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 12:16 am
She breaks the treat in half with her teeth, laughing. "No need to question someone who thinks with the same mind as your own." She regards his hand in thought for a few moments. "You're right." Her face lifts to meet his. "I feel different." Her eyes dull behind the mask, extinguishing the glow from the eye sockets. "More... tame." The words break the air with a marked note of pain. For the first time, her grin completely deserts her visage. Fists tighten and release and tighten again. Her toes also curl in her socks. She feels the weight of her blunt wooden weapon, still the training one she garnered from the judge. Pain turns to agitation. "********. I need to beat something up." She moves to walk off, but collapses after the first step, asleep.
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