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Hey Rambo, congrats on 4000 posts!

Hey Rambo, congrats on 4000 posts!

WOO HOO! 4000!
i'll buy vowel now.....A

Ok then!

*Closes her eyes and shuts her mind to all that is going on around her, just thinking about the rabbit.*
*you see a faint glow from jar 4 and a brighter glow from jar 7*

Meg kissed him lightly on the cheek as she sipped her martini.

OOC: Hey Thrope, sorry, missed your greeting post.

Lafier']*you see a faint glow from jar 4 and a brighter glow from jar 7*
*Concentrates hard on the two jars.*

*Has a feeling of movement in the back of her neck...seemingly from the seventh jar.*

I'm not sure...... :confused:

Is it in that one?

OOC: It's my birthday soon. And it's okay Laf.

IC: *V sighed* I'm bored

OOC: It's my birthday soon. And it's okay Laf.

IC: *V sighed* I'm bored
OOC
Happy birthday for then...... :fluffle:

Meg kissed him lightly on the cheek as she sipped her martini.

*kisses her back, then goes back to thinking*

OOC: Thanks

IC: @ Laf and Orchid: What are you two doing?

*Concentrates hard on the two jars.*

*Has a feeling of movement in the back of her neck...seemingly from the seventh jar.*

I'm not sure...... :confused:

Is it in that one?*lafier looks at the jars*

go ahead and check. :D
You seem to have a knack for this.


OOC: Happy B-day Thrope!

OOC: Happy B-day V!

IC:
*watches Lafier and Orchid with the jars*

Lafier']*lafier looks at the jars*

go ahead and check. :D
You seem to have a knack for this.


OOC: Happy B-day Thrope!
*peeps into the jar.....*

:D
Yes.........

*Grins from ear to ear*

OOC: Well it's not until next Saturday, but I'm not going to be around next week

OOC: Thanks

IC: @ Laf and Orchid: What are you two doing?Orchid read one of my books and now she is a Cleric of the Goddess. so she's training. :D

*peeps into the jar.....*

:D
Yes.........

*Grins from ear to ear**goes into the kitchen and comes out with a large steak... raw*
Did you also notice anything... different?

*gets up and walks out back into the forest*
OOC:cya guys

OOC: Well it's not until next Saturday, but I'm not going to be around next weekooc: ? oh? vacation?

Lafier']*goes into the kitchen and comes out with a large steak... raw*
Did you also notice anything... different?
Well...I'm not sure.....but there was something in the fourth jar, although it wasn't something living....but something that....had been..... :confused: maybe!

*waves*
bye Rambo

*glances at steak*

What'cha planning to do with that?

*gets up and walks out back into the forest*
OOC:cya guys
OOC
Byeee.

Well...I'm not sure.....but there was something in the fourth jar, although it wasn't something living....but something that....had been..... :confused: maybe!
nope... you were trying to find the rabbit, right? thus you were looking for living things.

thus you also also saw this.
*tosses the steak into the jar. sharp teeth around the rim snap shut and the jar itself starts chewing.*

*gets up and walks out back into the forest*
OOC:cya guys
OOC: Bye *waves*

I have to go, see you all later.

Lafier']nope... you were trying to find the rabbit, right? thus you were looking for living things.

thus you also also saw this.
*tosses the steak into the jar. sharp teeth around the rim snap shut and the jar itself starts chewing.*
*Jumps back with a small scream!*

What the...... :eek:

Right.....I see!

Surely something as....as vicious as that, would have a stronger feel than the rabbit though!

I have to go, see you all later.
Bye Squorn.
:fluffle:

*Jumps back with a small scream!*

What the...... :eek:

Right.....I see!

Surely something as....as vicious as that, would have a stronger feel than the rabbit though!
OOC: Bye squorn

that is a Mimic... It mimics everyday items and that's how it hunts.
the reason why it didn't 'feel' stronger is because it's not of this plane. a small demon that hunts by pretending to be an inanimate object. if you study the differences, you'll be able to distinguish the life force of normal critters and those from other planes.

OOC: Yup. Just found out we return on my birthday, so I might not get to celebrate.
BYE SQUORN! :fluffle:

IC: *V watches the raw steak hungrily* I'll be right back. *Runs off to the kitchen come minutes later looking content* Can I have the bunny to play with? Just while you explain to dear Orchild about the vicious thing.

Lafier']OOC: Bye squorn

that is a Mimic... It mimics everyday items and that's how it hunts.
the reason why it didn't 'feel' stronger is because it's not of this plane. a small demon that hunts by pretending to be an inanimate object. if you study the differences, you'll be able to distinguish the life force of normal critters and those from other planes.

A Mimic.....Are there many of those then?


This is going to be harder than I thought.....so many different beings!

OOC: Yup. Just found out we return on my birthday, so I might not get to celebrate.
BYE SQUORN! :fluffle:

IC: *V watches the raw steak hungrily* I'll be right back. *Runs off to the kitchen come minutes later looking content* Can I have the bunny to play with? Just while you explain to dear Orchild about the vicious thing.OOC: :( then we celebrate when you get back.

IC: that's up to Orchid. she might want to use it to study.

OOC: Yup. Just found out we return on my birthday, so I might not get to celebrate.
BYE SQUORN! :fluffle:

IC: *V watches the raw steak hungrily* I'll be right back. *Runs off to the kitchen come minutes later looking content* Can I have the bunny to play with? Just while you explain to dear Orchild about the vicious thing.
OOC
wouldn't it be nice to celebrate whilst you are away?

IC
I don't know why, but I get the distinct feeling that V is not quite what she seems.....

A Mimic.....Are there many of those then?


This is going to be harder than I thought.....so many different beings!
haven't found one here, but who knows.

if you look at both life signatures, you can see the differences. some see it as color, others as shades, some go by feeling.

To me, Demons have a darker glow, while normal life has a brighter one.

Lafier']haven't found one here, but who knows.

if you look at both life signatures, you can see the differences. some see it as color, others as shades, some go by feeling.

To me, Demons have a darker glow, while normal life has a brighter one.
Yes.....there was a brighter 'glow' to the rabbit....but the Mimic also gave a kind of low key drone...or buzz, whereas the rabbit was a higher pitched kind of hum....

Um....I think V, that i would like to hang on to the rabbit a little longer....

Yes.....there was a brighter 'glow' to the rabbit....but the Mimic also gave a kind of low key drone...or buzz, whereas the rabbit was a higher pitched kind of hum....

Um....I think V, that i would like to hang on to the rabbit a little longer....
you did that well, orchid. most of my students tend to stare at the jar for hours and they still end up guessing. :p

Lafier']you did that well, orchid. most of my students tend to stare at the jar for hours and they still end up guessing. :p
Thanks for saying so......

I must say, it has kind of drained my mind somewhat!

Have you taught many?

Thanks for saying so......

I must say, it has kind of drained my mind somewhat!

Have you taught many?
Alot... and they taught me alot also...

like Patience :p

Lafier']Alot... and they taught me alot also...

like Patience :p
*Giggles*

Yes, patience would be nessesary, and I think you'll need a lot with me too!

*ju walks in.* hello gang.

*Giggles*

Yes, patience would be nessesary, and I think you'll need a lot with me too!
Some how, I don't think so.

OOC: I will skip the sermons and the writtings... not up to creating such things will leave out any rituals too. if you don't mind.

*ju walks in.* hello gang.
*waves* Hi there.

*ju walks in.* hello gang.
Hi Ju...... :D

OOC
Lafier......no thats fine ........Too much like hard work..... :D

OOC
Sorry guys...have to go to bed..... :(
See you tomorrow!
:fluffle: :fluffle:

OOC
Sorry guys...have to go to bed..... :(
See you tomorrow!
:fluffle: :fluffle:
OOC: Bye :fluffle: I gotta go too... so see ya Thrope, Ju.

OOC: Bye everyone... go to get lunch and everyone leaves... anyone still here?

OOC: I'm alone?

OOC: I'm alone?
OOC: Nope

IC: hey there. sorry for running out on you like that yesterday.

ooc: Holy crap. Miss an hour of PC playing DDR and come back to find about twelve pages of posts to catch up on. In response to the ooc questions, I was in the old PC, but only came in around PC49. And my actual age is 17. (18 in December. Yay.)

ic: Downing the last of the vodka, she tossed the empty bottle into the fireplace where it disappeared. Noire noticed Ju and V in the room, and looking over to them, she nodded in acknowledgement, and pulled Hamlet out from under the sofa cushions, letting them have a private conversation.

ooc: Holy crap. Miss an hour of PC playing DDR and come back to find about twelve pages of posts to catch up on. In response to the ooc questions, I was in the old PC, but only came in around PC49. And my actual age is 17. (18 in December. Yay.)
OOC: What was your ranking? And to answer that question, I was there and I am old... 34 until Mid August anyway.

ooc: My ranking was teh sux. Lol.

I used to be a lot better, when I played constantly... now I'm just getting back into it this past week, and am pretty much straddling the line between Standard and Heavy modes. I quit for today because I got frustrated with Healing Vision... I just borrowed DDR Max from my friend because I got bored with DDR Max 2, which is the only one I own. So DDR Max is something new, and I'm still doing suckily. I just need to keep working at it.

The old PC... I miss it. I don't know. I just do.

ooc: My ranking was teh sux. Lol.

I used to be a lot better, when I played constantly... now I'm just getting back into it this past week, and am pretty much straddling the line between Standard and Heavy modes. I quit for today because I got frustrated with Healing Vision... I just borrowed DDR Max from my friend because I got bored with DDR Max 2, which is the only one I own. So DDR Max is something new, and I'm still doing suckily. I just need to keep working at it.

The old PC... I miss it. I don't know. I just do.

OOC: So do I.

ooc: It was more hardcore, or something.

ooc: It was more hardcore, or something.
OOC: give it time. I'm planting the seeds for a story, but not everyone is interested in RPing.

ooc: Sounds like a plan. :D

But anyway. I've got to run; I have church in about ten minutes. I'll be back later tonight. Hopefully.

OOC: give it time. I'm planting the seeds for a story, but not everyone is interested in RPing.

OOC: I am, but you already knew that.

OOC: I am, but you already knew that.OOC: You are??? :D I'm doing the "observing the players" routine right now. so if all you are doing is questioning people... [shrugs]

OOC: Nope

IC: hey there. sorry for running out on you like that yesterday.
No, problem I went to bed right after anyway.

(drives up and walks in)

hey.....

(sits down at a bar stool)

nothing to do here oh well.......

(walks out and leaves)

OOC: I am young! Very young! Younger then Blackdespondency.

No, problem I went to bed right after anyway.oh, I just didn't want you to think I wasn't enjoying your company. :)

Of course I didn't. I would like to try again, maybe just cake?

OOC: I am young! Very young! Younger then Blackdespondency.
How young?

Of course I didn't. I would like to try again, maybe just cake?
*comes back with two slices of Black Forrest Cake.*
here you go.
*begins eating his slice*
so, how are you holding up?

How young?
If she's younger than BlackDespondancy... then I really need to watch my language... :eek:


and intent. ;)

OOC: You are??? :D I'm doing the "observing the players" routine right now. so if all you are doing is questioning people... [shrugs]

OOC: If you know the other characters, you can better react with them. In my character's case, better tick them off or make them sad.

OOC: If you know the other characters, you can better react with them. In my character's case, better tick them off or make them sad.
OOC: if you're bringing back your other characters, I will need to know what their names are,

*takes a bit of cake* Yummy!

OOC: My 17th birthday is next Saturday. My ex-boyfriend, who is 21, is pissed I'm still not legal so I was dumped.

OOC: if you're bringing back your other characters, I will need to know what their names are,

OOC: Cyberist, Zat. I have two new ideas.

*takes a bit of cake* Yummy!

OOC: My 17th birthday is next Saturday. My ex-boyfriend, who is 21, is pissed I'm still not legal so I was dumped.ooc: he can be patient. and so should you. ;)

OOC: Cyberist, Zat. I have two new ideas.
OOC: Go ahead and implement them then.

OOC: Go ahead and implement them then.

OOC: Just where is the RP?

OOC: Oh please. I can't use BC because I'm anemic. I wouldn't take that chance on such a guy.

OOC: Just where is the RP?
OOC: why not here?

OOC: Oh please. I can't use BC because I'm anemic. I wouldn't take that chance on such a guy.
OOC: And his exscuse for not using BC? the responsiblitiy isn't only on the woman you know. If Physical affection is the only love he sees, then he's not worth it.

OOC: why not here?

OOC: How shall this be set up though?

ooc: Back. *twirls* Oh, and I'm with Zat; getting a more focused plotline going is perfection with me. But you already knew that. (Noire pats katana affectionately.) Yay fights! And magic, and stuff. Yeah.

ic: She raised her eyes from her book, and stretched. Stuffing Hamlet back under the sofa cushion, Noire wandered over to a booth, and slid in. Black flames glimmered around her hand, and a cold glass of sake materialized from the fire.

ooc: You know, my character drinks a lot of alcohol. I never really noticed. I'm trying to remember; maybe I'm wrong, but I think once, I had her drink water and get drunk off that? Correct me if I'm wrong. Just trying to piece things together. :confused:

OOC: How shall this be set up though?OOC: The setting is the club. if you want it somewhere else, then you need to set it up so that those interested will go there. keep it flexable and be warned that people will do weird things.

OOC: I'm going for a bit. Bye all! :fluffle:

OOC: The setting is the club. if you want it somewhere else, then you need to set it up so that those interested will go there. keep it flexable and be warned that people will do weird things.

OOC: Alright. So when does it start?

ooc: Back. *twirls* Oh, and I'm with Zat; getting a more focused plotline going is perfection with me. But you already knew that. (Noire pats katana affectionately.) Yay fights! And magic, and stuff. Yeah.

ic: She raised her eyes from her book, and stretched. Stuffing Hamlet back under the sofa cushion, Noire wandered over to a booth, and slid in. Black flames glimmered around her hand, and a cold glass of sake materialized from the fire.

ooc: You know, my character drinks a lot of alcohol. I never really noticed. I'm trying to remember; maybe I'm wrong, but I think once, I had her drink water and get drunk off that? Correct me if I'm wrong. Just trying to piece things together. :confused:OOC: Don't remember any water incident, but then again I really wasn't around near the end.

OOC: Don't remember any water incident, but then again I really wasn't around near the end.


OOC: I seem to recall something along those lines.

OOC: I seem to recall something along those lines.

ooc: Okay, good. So I'm not just going insane, then. :D .... We're at like three hundred bazillion pages now...

Shouldn't someone be making a new thread soon?

ooc: Okay, good. So I'm not just going insane, then. :D .... We're at like three hundred bazillion pages now...

Shouldn't someone be making a new thread soon?

OOC: You'd think it would be locked by now.

ooc: My thoughts exactly... Someone should probably make a new one. JuNii, would you care to do the honors? You've been in PC longest.

OOC: Alright. So when does it start?when ever you want it to start. I gotta go now, If no one starts a new club, then I do it tomorrow.

ooc: Sounds like a plan... See ya later, Ju.

*pheonix wandered into the club. the place was deserted*
well good. i need an open space for a bit and not keen on interuptions.
*he slipped his hood off and rolled up his sleeves, revieling several tribal looking tattoos on his arms. he walked to the center of the room and spread his arms out. the tables and chairs around him slid across the floor and hit th walls, leaving the room fairly empty. Pheonix then knelt down and wihdrew a small pouch from his robes. he undid thr rope at the top and scattered the dust like contents around him in a circle, smoothing it flat against the ground. he thn wihdrew a small stick from his robe and began writting tribal symbols, like those on his arms in the dust. as each symbol was completed, it began to glow. when the entire ring was full of glowing symbols, the glow turned from a dull yellow to a bright blue. the dust caught fire for an instant, and then it was gone, as where the glowing symbols. a quick rush of air radiated from the place where the ring had been, and then silence fell back over the club. pheonix stood and unrolled his sleeves. he flicked his wrists and the tables and chairs returned to their previous positions. pheonis smirked and walked into the kitchen for a snack*

In her sleep, a rushing noise came to her unconcious dreams. He had been following her again, and she'd confronted him... but once more, he disappeared, this time accompanied by the noise. Sprawling across the sofa, a small snore resonated from her throat, and she woke with a start, falling off the sofa with a clatter.

She checked her weapons, making sure none were broken, then rubbed her eyes sleepily. Crap. I've done this twice today. I'm going to be in so much pain.

*a quick glance over his shoulder before he passed through the dorr showed that he was not as alone as he originally thought. a woman had passed out on the couch. grateful that his little spell did not make more noise than it did, he went about finding himself something to eat. desciding on a steak, he tossed one in a skillet and turned on the fire*

Noire awkwardly shoved herself to her feet, initial tiredness making her less agile than usual. She smelled meat cooking, and her stomach rumbled. Stumbling over to the bar counter, she called to whomever was in the kitchen, "I could go for some food, too... want to throw in another steak for me? I'd appreciate it."

Scowling at the tabletop, the shuriken dangling from her left ear spun in the light. She dragged a tanto blade from the breastpocket of the trenchcoat, and began to sharpen it. Haven't been taking care of my weaponry lately. Got to get back into the habit.

how do you want it?
*he slid his off; warm but still very rare and tossed another one on*

"Eh..." she shrugged, and pocketed the blade again. Glancing up, she added, "Rare's fine with me. I'm not picky."

*he smirked*
a woman after mine own heart.
*a moment later he slid hers off as well and walked out with 2 plates*

She grinned wryly at the comment. "Thanks... I think I saw you around once, but never caught your name. You can call me Noire."

She picked up a dart lying on the counter, and chucked it into the dart board next to the doorway. It hit close to the center, but wasn't a direct hit. "Crap. Gotta work on that."

Pheonix.
*he slid a plate in front of her and took up a bar stool*
not too bad a shot.

"Thanks." She pulled the tanto from her pocket, cutting the meat and eating it using the blade.

"Pheonix, then." Noire nodded, white hair swirled across her face and she absentmindedly shoved it out of her way.

She gestured to the dartboard. "In my line of work, 'Not too bad a shot' usually means you're screwed." She gave a brief laugh. "I haven't gotten much practice lately," Noire patted the sheathed katanas at her side affectionately, "so I'm a bit off my game."

mercenary? or assasin.
*he smirked and took a healthy bite of his own meal*
i've dabbled a bit in both myself.

She grinned, a bit more sadistic than usual. "Well, you could say both... or neither. I do what I need to do to make a living. Whoever needs business taken care of.. I generally help them out.

That is, unless, my conscience intervenes." Noire tilted her head slightly for a moment, and continued speaking. "Which happens occasionally. I'm not entirely bloodthirsty."

She grinned, and dark flame enveloped her fingertips. A cold sake materialized from the fire. "Want something to drink to go with the food?"

Not very busy thought Timblur as he walked in.

wouldn't mind a drink. but i'll settle for one of those.
*he nodded at the sake*

The flame, having dissipated, flared around her hand again, and a sake appeared. It still glimmered with flames, and she didn't hand it to him yet. "Warm sake, or cold?"

suprise me.
*his eyes flicked towards the movement of the man walking in*

"Not fussy, I see. Good way to be." The black fire evaporated, and she handed Phoenix the drink. "Cold it is." Noticing his subtle eye movement, she followed his gaze. "Someone else is in tonight."

so it would seem.
*pheonix sipped the sake, keeping an eye on the new comer for a moment, then he turned back to his meal*

"So you two noticed me. Of course, with a shining red suit it's difficult to not. So, what are you two up to?"

OOC: I must go now.

She glanced back toward the man speaking. "Yeah. As I recall, you were last trying to tell me you knew me from somewhere."

Looking back to Phoenix, she gestured towards the speaker, adding, "You know him?"

enjoying a little sake and steak.
*he smoke no chalantly and cast a sort of half glance over his shoulder*
and who might you be?

*he shrugged and looked back to Noir*
can't say as i do.

She reached back, pulling her messy, short hair into a small ponytail. Taking another stab at the steak, she slid three pieces onto the blade, and drank a mouthful of the sake before eating. Noire glanced back over to Phoenix.

"What do you do here around the club? I mean, we've all got a reason for being here, even if it's just because it's a cheap stay inbetween jobs." She grinned wryly. "At least that's my reason."

ooc: Later, Zat.

i see it as a haven of sorts. theres relatively little that goes on here. especially nothing to attract, shall we say, unwanted attention.
*he smiked and looked around the room and out into the darkness of the night*
a place to get lost.

She nodded, suddenly serious. "A place where anonymonity is free, and no one comes looking for the bodies. Or your past." Noire finished off the steak, and grabbing a napkin, wiped the tanto clean before stuffing it back into her pocket. Her pale eyes suddenly glowed, a faint light growing in them. She glanced back to Phoenix. "You have power too, don't you. Maybe more so than myself."

Noire took another sip from her glass of sake, waiting for his reply.

only a little.
*he winked and finished off his steak*

She laughed. "I figured as much. I can, on occasion, sense power... but I can actually smell it on you. That's a lot of power."

The sake glass empty, she touched a finger to it, and it filled with black flame which turned to sake. "I don't have much. I can only manipulate my fire, and sense other's... abilities. It comes in handy with work."

*pheonix gave a small smile and downed that last of hs own sake*
i supose its better to have someone other than myself around here who is a little further from the usual than everyone else. well, not counting that pup of a lycan.

"Yeah... V. It always helps to have someone that you can somewhat relate with. Well, it's either a help or a hindrance." Noire shrugged, and pointed a short, black fingernail at his empty glass. "You want that refilled, or are you done with it?"

ooc: Is the thing she tackled really a chicken? Or is its/his/hers name Chicken? :confused:

you're very kind.
*he held the glass out to her*

ooc : the guy actually goes by chicken.

Noire grinned. "Good to see someone who likes their sake." A tap to the glass filled it once more with black flame, which changed swiftly to the alcoholic drink. "I'm rather attached to it myself, preferably cold. Well, this, and vodka."

i'm usually a gin man myself, but i know enough not to turn down a drink from a lady.

She laughed at his comment, and tapped her head with her index finger. "Smart man. But next time you'd rather have a gin than sake, let me know. It doesn't take any more trouble to make one drink than another."

Noire downed the last of her sake, and slid it back and forth on the countertop. "When did you start coming here?"

ooc: ... oh. I feel rather idiotic now.

ooc : no big. i didnt get it for the longest time.

IC : a week ago. maybe two.

"Oh.. hm. I assume you're liking it, seeing as you've stayed." She inclined her head in acknowledgement. "And the fact that it's a sort of haven never hurts, either... A lot of people have been going and coming, though. There are people who I used to see come here often that never come at all, anymore. And vice-versa." Noire smirked to herself.

ooc: Okay. I don't feel as dumb anymore.

*he nodded leaning against the bar*
theres plenty of opertunity here as well. this club has a large number of... assets.

Her brows knit, calculating, and she nodded. "I agree. What sorts of assets would you mean?"

truthfully? the people. they're all just so delicious. and innocent, most of them. its refreshing.

"Truthfully.. honesty is never overrated." She grinned a little, and touched her glass. It imploded with a sharp sound, bits of glass scattering, turning to ash before any hit anything.

"Delicious and innocent in what way?" Noire raised an eyebrow. "Planning on eating us?" She grinned, half-joking. "I'm guessing the ones you used to know weren't so innocent, making this place a refreshing change. I'm also guessing you're more of the predator type than the prey."

She nodded thoughtfully, left hand drifting up to toy with the shuriken dangling from her ear. "Makes sense. But I'm still confused as to why the people are important to you."

"Delicious and innocent in what way?" Noire raised an eyebrow. "Planning on eating us?"


eat you? no. not all of you at least.
*he gave her a wry grin*

She threw her head back and laughed. "Works for me. As long as you don't try to eat me, or anyone I'm decently aquainted with, I'm fine with whatever.

"Besides," Noire unsheathed her katana for polishing, blue-tempered steel glinting in the firelight, "I'm the sort that's a little rough going down the hatch." She tossed him a grin.

*he smirked and took a sip of the sake*
i wouldn't dream of it. you're one of the few around here who's any fun to talk to.

She chuckled to herself, hands working over the blade with the formula and cloth she'd dragged from her pocket. "Glad to hear it. I'm rather averse to being eaten."

Shrugging, she ran a finger down the edge of the blade. Her thumb came away uncut, so Noire stuffed the cleaning items back into a pocket and found a sharpening flat, a hard sandpaper made from diamond chunks. "Conversationally... I try." She grinned to herself. "That is, when I'm in the mood to talk."

well, it seems i picked a good nigh to find my voice then.

"That it does." Noire finished sharpening the blade, and pressed her thumb to it. At the sight of the blood, she nodded curtly and sheathed the katana once more, sticking her bleeding thumb into her mouth.

"I need to start taking better care of my stuff." She patted the now-sheathed sword, one of many bladed objects strapped to the inside of the trenchcoat.

*he shook his head a bit, a small grin on his face*
i've seen armories with fewer weapons than you've got there.

She laughed. "They're my obsession. I can show you a few if you like. I've got several that don't mind being shown off."

"My blades are my job, and anyone's job is their life. So they've become important to me."

perhaps another time. it is late and i should retire.

Nodding, she glanced at her watch. "Makes sense. I have some things that need to be taken care of, anyway. The job calls." Noire shrugged.

*finishing his sake, he slid off the bar stool and gave a shallow bow*
until next time.
*he stood, smiled and head out*

She nodded to him. "Until next time then."

Black fire flared about her body, and she disappeared in a small explosion of flame and darkness. The flames disintegrated, and a rose petal drifted to rest on the floor.

ooc: Homigawsh. I forgot about my old exit from the old PCs. I decided to use it tonight. Whee.

Later then.

Meg walked in with a load of bags of wedding things, drink and food, annoyingly there was no-one around to help

OOC: Will you have your wedding in 6?

Meg walked in with a load of bags of wedding things, drink and food, annoyingly there was no-one around to help
OOC: that's because I am in PBC 6.

OOC: what's going on?

OOC: what's going on?
OOC: PBC 6