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 Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 5:51 pm
Others don't watch out through mirrors as often as I do and mimic the words of those standing before it, many practice their speeches and such in front of mirror and with nothing else to do I learned the words. Also there is the library around here but...that place is too crowded and difficult to walk around in.* She traced her fingers around on the floor and smiled at her, tilting her head afterwards and giggeling.* Your mind is quite the busy library, complex to walk around in too.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 5:56 pm
"You are quite busy then, if you are seeing in my head." she said with a giggle. "I would imagine something of a labyrinth, yes?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 6:02 pm
Yes.* She giggled once more before Pyramid head came walking up behind her, bending over her. Reluctantly she nodded her head and smiled back at Ziven, waving at her.* Good bye* Once she had said her "Good bye",Pyramid head moved again and this time walked over to Ziven, grabbing her by the arm and holding her tightly as the bar seemingly changed back into normal, the Alternative Ziven fading away until only a chair stood at where she was sitting. Slowly Pyramid head released Ziven afterwards, twitching somewhat before heading out the bar door.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 8:27 pm
"Farewell." she said, bobbing her head. Returned to the bar, she looked to P-head with curiosity. "Thank you." she said with a small smile, turning to see if anyone was left. Moving through the room, she continued to tidy things as she went.
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:21 am
Angel walked in out of her office humming softly. She had done all she set out to do business wise and was ready to relax. She laid down on a blanket in front of the fire and watched the flames dance. The warmth made her smile as her thoughts wandered off into the past.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:29 pm
With a steady stride, Brom wandered in to the bar. Running his fingers through his unkempt hair, gray eyes looked around to see who was about. Arching a brow, he moved on to the bar, rummaging through the cupboards for a drink.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:32 pm
You look like you've just gotten out of bed, been out "Riding dragons" again?* Ali spoke up before he gently stroked his fingers across the Guitar strings. Ali was sitting at a table with his feet up on top of it and the guitar in his lap.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:39 pm
"I always look like this, regardless if I've been riding." he said with a wink. Having found hot water and tea, he was steeping himself some at the moment and took a sip. "I'm not one to put anything in my hair to make it behave, this is why I keep it trimmed so that even when messy, it looks presentable."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:47 pm
I imagine if I comb your hair then i'll pull it all off* Ali smirked and put the guitar on the table next to his feet, picking up the whiskey glass on the other side of them and taking a sip afterwards.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:50 pm
"If grooming other men is truly your thing then .. have at it, I guess." he said with a laugh. Taking another drink, he looked to him with a grin. "I hear you have a lovely wife though, and I'm not one to come between a happily married couple. What might she think if she walked in here seeing you comb another man's hair? Or is she the kind that would want to join in?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:57 pm
I'd suggest you refrain from speaking of my wife ever again, unless you want me to harm you or that dragon you're riding. I hear you are very attached to it, would be a shame to see it injured just because you couldn't hold your tongue.* Ali licked his lips and put the Whiskey glass back down again, Looking up at him afterwards. Ziven or not, Ali did not tolerate anyone he didn't approve of to speak of his wife.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:00 pm
"It? It?! Well you're certainly not making me want to do anything friendly for you if that's how you're going to be. Respect will be given where respect is deserved, and you, friend, are losing my respect rapidly." he said, now frowning, setting his tea on the counter he was leaning on and crossing his arms, eyeing Ali up.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:08 pm
You speak as if I care about your respect. I can live on without it, your respect does not fill my stomach or bring the air into my lungs. As for that Dragon of yours, I Hate dragons in general. As far as I'm concerned they could go and get extinct like the dinosaurs.* Ali scratched his chin while he spoke and starred back at Zivens daddy, His words put out the cards...All of them.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:21 pm
"I'm sure you have good reason to. I'm not one to tell another they're wrong in their opinion, but I can promise I don't have to like it." he said clamly, still watching him with a careful eye, not moving from his position. "How does one get along in life if they can't function with others?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:31 pm
You aim high and start walking, break laws, kill and before you know it you're sitting here with a whiskey glass, guitar, a empire, and a loving wife at your side.* Ali smiled somewhat at him afterwards, picking up the guitar and softly playing a few notes.* Or you die trying.
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