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 Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 11:10 pm
 It had been a few days. A few days since the skull faced mercenary had, had that splitting headache. Or rather hangover. A few days off wasn't going to kill him, and so he was just relaxing on a pillow on the floor. He wasn't going to think about the fact that he had literally drunk himself into a total idiot, incase it happened to stir up another headache.
One would have thought that drinking so much and having that pirticular outcome would at least put a temporary stop on his drinking, but something was bothering him. Something it really hadn't taken much for him to piece together from what had happened when he had gotting really drunk that night. And what did Tony do when something was bothering him? Really bothering him.
Well he drank of course. While sitting alone...in the dark. He'd be like that for a few days, get over it and then get along with his life. This kind of event didn't happen to often, but every now and then it did. And it certainly was the first time that it had happened to him in this new world, in his furry body. There really was no difference, just it seemed to be a lot harder to avoid people.
Which was of course the exact reason he was in his own home. Living by yourself had those kind of perks. Being alone all the time, in peace and quiet, to do whatever the hell you pleased. Yes, he wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 3:27 pm
 Xianthe was pissed, or, well, was about as rightfully angry as she could be, under the circumstances. Which, when you put together two and two, and investigated a tad bit into what had happened, wasn't really all that much, unless you counted the lack of, well, common sense? Proper planning? Not that she had expected such a thing to happen; children didn't fit anywhere into her plans for the future, and given that she fairly much despised the merc inherently more than she did Tuuli, well... In any case, accompanied by Blue, who was currently hauling around both the egg they stole from Friday, as well as the other two eggs that belonged to the Nobody, the illusionist had set out in search of wherever the merc was currently crashing, intent on either dumping the eggs on him or compensation for her troubles. Upon finding the place, Xianthe began to pound on the door, ready to break the damn thing down if need be. "Hey! Open up or I'm breaking down this door!" she called, Blue all too willing to simply dig a tunnel into the building.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 6:00 pm
Yes, what had happened between the two of them wasn't really that much. It happened to other people all the time, so what was the big deal? Other then the fact that the two seemed to hate each other's guts.
Getting such a thing as compensation out of the merc was something easier said then done, the Nobody would have a better chance at dumping the eggs on him; though that would still be a challenge.
A brow arched as a pounding sound soon echoed though the house, causing Tony to lift his head. He grunted, pining his ears down and lowering his head once more, fully intent on letting whoever was at the door remain where they were until they gave up and went on their way...Well that was until a certain voice followed the knocks.
His lip curled, great just great. The last person on earth he wanted to see, especially now. And the merc knew all too well if she was at door then chances were she wasn't about to just leave. With a sigh, followed by a grumble, he got to his feet walking over to the front door and pulling it open.
He stared blankly at her, not paying any attention to Blue and the eggs (infact he hadn't even noticed them). "WHAT?" he growled, his speckled tails flicking back and forth showing his irritation. "And how did you fi-- You know, what. Nevermind." There were many ways she could have found his house really, and he just wasn't in a chatty mood. "Do me a favor, Shrimp and get lost."
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 11:13 pm
There wasn't a big deal, admittedly; Xianthe, however, enjoyed exaggerating details, and causing drama over little things, and, given that the merc had put a rather large damper in her life goals, the illusionist had felt a need to dump responsibility on him...
While she went and did nothing. Perhaps if Blaxnk existed in this realm, she would have dumped the eggs on the oni, or maybe she should have simply handed them off to Washuu to raise, given that she had heard that the genius scientist had been a mother once. Of course, the correct answer was never really the one Xianthe tended to choose, being one to take the hard way out, and, thus, here she was, scowling at the merc.
"I'm not leaving til you take these things," the Nobody stated, gesturing in the direction of the eggs.
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