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Memories in the Mist Captain
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 Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 7:53 am
Put your leftovers here. It is for the gods.
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 5:51 pm
[[Memories, they actually give their offerings before they start eating. Their leftovers are sometimes eaten by the harpies who clean up camp.]]
Sonia had long since realized her mistake and had tossed the more fresh orange into the fire. "Hermes." she said softly. 'May my travels bring me back changed, may my shoes keep my light on my feet, may my pickpocketing skills get better and better, and may my issues with hospitatlity get way way better.' Sonia prayed silently. She moved back from the fire and heard a soft thundering in the distance. She smiled. "I like the smell of burnt oranges as well." she said. "Maybe I should've gone to Hestia or Hera about the manners bit..." Sona secondguessed...
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 5:53 pm
He stares into the fire after giving his offering.He had no idea who to pray to."Dad"he says
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 6:01 pm
Sonia sighed softly and bit into her orange once more. She turned on her heel and decided to go back to the Hermes table unless she left anything important there.
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2010 10:46 am
Akuma stared into the fire, not saying a word. There was no reason for him to. He had already given his offerings and since no one else was waiting to offer anything, Akuma just stood there. He didn't really care if his hair or clothes caught on fire, especially since it wouldn't bother him none.
A rather depressing sigh escaped from Akuma's lips as he stared. "What's the point. I stay here despite the fact that I'm never going home." he mumbled to himself.
Witha shake of his head he turned away from the fire and decided to sit by himself at the Hades Table like always.
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