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 Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 12:23 pm
"...Long story, but as a spoiler, it ends with me wanting Quasi---"
< JEREMY. >
"--err, a Hunchback's, head on a platter." Okay, so the disdain got out that time, but hopefully the Dragon wouldn't mind too much. Dear lord, Elsie nagged more than Dean! He'd have to tell Dean that one day.
< OH HEY THIS IS THE FIRE GUY! >
"A...kobold, huh?" Gimbal? The exhaustion slipped away to honest curiousity when this 'Gimbal' appeared. Hopefully his nose didn't wrinkle too much. Man this place had weird pets! Whatever happened to the puppies and the kittens?!
<Ask him! Ask him if he's the fire guy!>
"Do they take effort to train?" A sloth-y question, he was proud of it! "How fast do they hatch?" Hell, if he could get one like Gimbal back to Aria and Cael, Dr. H might have fun with an actual squirming specimen.
<Please?! PLEASE?! OH COME ON PLEASE >
"...Er...you're a fire one, aren't you?" There, Elsie, are you happy now?! >C
< Yes *u* >
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 12:29 pm
Hunchback? There was only one around that he knew of so he really had to wonder what Christof had gotten himself into now. Letting out a sigh at the thought of it, he just shook his head before moving on to address the questions the sloth demon had for him.
"Eh... they're usually pretty quick learners, always eager to please and stuff," he shrugged, "As for hatch time... if kept in ideal conditions... possibly a day or so. Otherwise it could take a considerably longer time. Mainly just need to keep it in a pretty warm and dry place."
Blinking at the next question, he had a slight wonder on why she asked that, but he didn't think much of it.
"Yeah. I'm a red dragon. We're attuned to fire."
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 12:36 pm
A day or so? Damn. He had hours, at best.
"Pity. I could use one right now to bring my stuff back." The Demoness sighed, eyeing the apparent Kobold. "You wouldn't happen to have a spare adult, would you?" There was a definite hopeful tone in the rasping voice.
< I KNEW IT I KNEW IT HAAAAAHAHA YAY TELL HIM I SAID HI >
"I thought so." Jeremy said with a flinch at the happy shrieking voice in his head. "My, err, friend, uhh...Elsie...she has a thing for Fire-types." Clawed hand came up to scratch at the golem's cheek. An itch? Where was that coming from? "She wanted me to say Hi to every fire creature I saw on her behalf." That was technically a lie, but technically not.
"So, hi."
< Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! <333333 >
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 1:53 pm
"I'm afraid not," Jericho said while slowly shaking his head. The only grown kobold he had was Gimbal and he wasn't about to give him away any time soon.
"If you'd like, I can try to see if I can speedily incubate one of them," he shrugged, "Not sure if I'd be able to pull it off though. Depends on when you'd need one. Otherwise you're free to take an egg or more."
Then, blinking, he furrowed his brow at what she said regarding her friend. Well.. that was.. interesting.
"Um.. well I guess. Tell her I said hi as well?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 2:30 pm
"If you could, I would appreciate it." Yeeees, bringing back something grown might help out a lot! "I have a couple hours, but I will still take an egg." For later, of course! Having both would be good, he decided. Yes yes, he'd already told his, uh, 'friend'. There was nothing more to say on that. Then came the awkward silence, and red eyes moved towards the gaming booths.
"Say...you wouldn't happen to have extra, err..." Oh s**t, what was the currency called, again?!
< SEEDS! >
"..Seeds, would you? I err, lost mine in the whole..." Arms raised to show off the extent of the mess that the golem had been put in.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 2:33 pm
"Hm... Kinda a tight schedule but I'll see what I can do. Stop on by before you need to go and hopefully by then I'll have a one hatched for you," Jericho nodded, "As for an egg, feel free to take one now or later when you come back."
Flashing a toothy grin, the dragon soon blinked as the sloth demon asked for some seeds. This put him at a bit of a conflict. While he wanted to make a good impression, seeds were one thing he wasn't so willing to give out. Money was a bit different than his booth swag and whatnot.
"Er.. not really, sorry," he said with a weak grin.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 2:40 pm
"If you'd please." A clawed hand reached out to take an egg anyway, just in case he got caught up and had no time to return. After a moment of contemplating, he gave the egg to the tentacled hat on the golem's leg, which seemed only too happy to babysit.
Ugh. Disgusting.
"Thought so." He didn't seem too surprised by the answer, but he did grin. "I can't tell if that makes you a really bad or a really good treasurer, though." Was he being mean? Probably. Did he care if he was? Oh hells no.
"I'll figure something out, thank you, er...Jericho?" One could only assume that was the guy's name, since it was plastered everywhere. "I'll come back about the, er, adult thing." The 'Sloth' turned and left at a trudging pace.
Once he was a good enough distance from the booth, he found some poor sucker to pick pocket.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 3:30 pm
Jericho raised his brow again at the female sloth, not sure if he should take her comment as insulting or complimentary. It kinda seemed to be rather neutral, or at least that was what he decided. So he just dismissed it.
"Alright. And if you get enrolled at the school in time for elections, don't forget to vote," He grinned while watching her head on off.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 4:14 pm
Christof was still smoldering as he trudged his way back down the lines of booths. Somewhere along the line he had wobbled in a circle for a bit and by pure luck had been sent even remotely in the right direction. His eyes uncrossed and he got a vision of red and gold for a moment before they went wall-eyed again. Hrnnnnn that guy.... that guy with the things and the person and the place yes good good closer to... what that thing he was doing was. Something involving... nope, he lost it. 
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 4:24 pm
While he was incubating the egg, which at the time being was basically him keeping his arms around it to use his body's warmth, Jericho noticed a familiar student kinda ambling towards his booth. Turning to see who it was... he... was surprised to see Christof. Though... the guy looked pretty burnt, and was a complete mess.
And was that a knife in his head?!
"Uh... Christof... what the hell happened to you..?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 4:25 pm
The Igor wobbled with a useful, "Hrnnnnnnnnnble"
One eye blinked a few moments before the other one got the message and followed suit.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 4:28 pm
Jericho blinked back as Christof didn't really respond. Granted he couldn''t speak but he would have thought the guy would write something out. Then again... his hands were a bit full of stuff from various booths.
"Um... alright..." he blinked, not really sure what to say or do right now. Should he try to take that knife out?
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 4:31 pm
As Christof's brain desperately tried to think around the metal lodged into it, one thing was clear- a red booth was not what he was looking for. He concentrated on trying to remember what he WAS looking for but- There were plushies on that table like the one under his arm. Did he like plushies? He had a second one under his coat tucked in his vest afterall, he must he decided.
He wobbled past Jericho, blinking dimly at the pile of dolls for several moments before picking one up. Something about it... something he couldn't put his finger on... he wanted to punch it and kick it and bite it but he couldn't bite it but he could throw it off a building or drown it or fire it from the cannon- WAIT.
CANNON.
YES.
He straightened, nearly falling over as he looked around before catching sight of wafting purple curtains and wobbled forth with renewed determination.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 4:33 pm
And just like that, the Igor had wobbled off towards Riley... but not before snatching one of his plushies. Jericho stared and watched the guy, noticing him going for the cannon. Oh. He must be on his way to resume cannon firing duties or something.
....
The dragon now wondered if this was a very good idea, considering he had a knife in his head.
...
..
Eh. Christof was durable.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 9:01 pm
Hours later, as promised, Deana returned, still covered in fish guts.
"Were you able to grow one?" She inquired, nice and straight to the point. The golem was starting to feel sluggish, he'd have to be heading back soon.
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