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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2010 8:09 am
Ate's kitchen and in-house-bar.
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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2010 8:43 am
 A swirl of red and black smoke appeared in the middle of the kitchen and slowly dissipated to reveal a thin girl dressed in a short skirt with black and white striped leggings and calf high combat boots. Her top was a black tube top that revealed the smooth, ivory white skin of her arms and shoulders and part of her midriff. Black, tribal swirls danced down her arms and stomach and and at the corners of her face where her hairline stopped.
Bright scarlet eyes rolled around in annoyance as the girl crossed the kitchen floor and grabbed a bottle of wine off the shelf. She had just returned from the Cinema...nearly four hours of dealing with a group of human men had come to nothing after all her work. She had hoped with all the bickering she had witnessed, that she would be able to push them into a street fight at the very least, but they had only wanted to flirt...
Ate poured a large goblet full of wine and downed it almost in one gulp. She was bored. She was bored and she was frustrated. Her idiotic sisters the Litae had been close on her heels for the past twenty years minimizing any fun she might have. As soon as Ate would have some trouble on the rise, those three old hags would cause the people to rise up in prayer and downsize all her hard work to naught.
With a grunt, Ate vanished to her lounge where she could be more comfortable, taking her wine and goblet with her.
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