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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 7:21 pm
Kibo smiled lightly, taking the brochure, and looking through it.
Kibo: Wow, fancy. Looks like I managed to miss some of your loot when I robbed you...
He looked at the picture Auron gave him.
Kibo: Hrm, she's pretty. Is she your wife?
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 7:44 pm
"yep, she's been my wife for damn near thirty years now" auron says, smiling "two weeks before our anniversary" auron says, smiling and chuckling "our son is an accountant for some big video company, can't remember what it's called" he says, coughing again, this time covering his mouth to keep his dentures in "man, i missed you guys, after we all dispersed, i had nothing to do but horse around in the affairs of the world"
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 8:02 pm
Kibo: Horse around? Lucky you. I was stuck in the Inquisition for years. It's really annoying when you're getting tortured, but not able to die.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 8:10 pm
They cocked their head.
"Why didn't you just leave, then?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 12:12 am
Natasha walked into the pub dressed in a black corset and dark blue jeans. Her hair was now almost completely balck, apart from a red flash at the front of her hair. Her skin was completely pale and no longer blotched with random patches of tan. She looked almost exactly like Narcissa exept for her eyes, which were still red in her right and blue in her left, and her hair.
She noticed the others and smiled. "This is a nice surprise....I wasn't expecting to see everyone from the old days here and still alive."
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 6:11 am
Drow/human let their glamour bleed away. Storm grinned up at Natasha.
"Hullo there, duckie. You sleep well?"
She shook her head.
"Now all we need are the crow girls and we're ready to take over the world...again."
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 7:11 am
Loud retching could be heard from within the men's restroom as Sunny was ill once more. "I'm.... ugggghhh.... S-Sorry... ughhhhhh.... First bathroom... graaaaaugh.... availa-bleeeeeck" Sunny's words were punctuated by the sounds of sickness. "KIBO, GET YOU a** IN HE-uuuuuuullghhhhh.... HOLD MY HAIR, DAMMIT!!!!" she screamed from her porceline prison.
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 10:06 am
auron fell over in laughter upon hearing sunny's words, cringing in pain as he tried to stand "dammit, guess i laughed too hard" he says, rubbing his hands on his legs, then standing up "what ever did happen to my sisters, storm?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 12:34 pm
Michael laughed at Storm's mention of world domination, ignoring Sunny's violent vomiting.
"Natasha? It's been a while."
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 12:47 pm
((Oh now that hurts, Michael. Sunny has been nothing but kind to you and you ignore her? What, does the sound of a kind and loving woman being sick wrench his cold black heart? Or is there spite towards the spouse of Kibo?))
Sunny had cycled through three moods already as she held her own hair back and away from her face. There was anger, "DAMMIT, MICHAEL I HEAR LAUGHTER!!!! YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY!?!?! KIBO GET THE HELL IN HERE!!!". There was sadness, "Ohhh... I hate this... why are we doing this again... Ten kids! I can't handle this!". And there was the out-of-place happiness, "I just realized I'm in the men's bathroom! How funny! I'm sorry!!! Hahahaha".
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 1:04 pm
"I guess I should help her" auron says, smiling and snapping his fingers, holding her hair back for her "that should help a little bit" auron said, smiling and leaning forward on his cane "I should leave, my wife will get angry if I miss our thirtieth anniversary dinner" he says, walking out of the bar with a smile on his face "take it easy, fellas" he says, walking out of the bar and down the street towards a fancy restaurant, his cane tapping the ground with each step of his left foot
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 3:27 pm
Storm winced in fellow apprecation.
"Oh, by the Jester's Stick, I hope that that wretched pucking is kept to humans, only. It sounds like someone's ******** gutting Sunny."
Again the coin flickered across the drow's left hand, nervious. She waved as Auron left.
"Safe flying, boyo!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 5:15 pm
Kibo teleported in front of Auron quickly, handing him the brochure Michael had given him.
Kibo: Maybe Michael will give you a freebie for old friends. It'd make a good anniversary gift, ne?
He quickly ran back into the restaurant, running into the bathroom and holding back Sunny's hair for her.
Kibo: We should just shave all this off. You know, make it easier.
He smiled, hoping his joke had lifted Sunny's spirits a little.
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 5:27 pm
auron chuckles as he takes the brochure, then stashes it away in his pockets and enters the restaurant with a smile on his face, sitting down at a table, next to his wife and grinning ear to ear
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 5:38 pm
Sunny's hand shot out and grasped her husband around his throat. "Not. Funny" she stated venemously.
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