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Post by White_Pheonix on Jan 2, 2005 23:16:39 GMT -5
A dark, elvish figure in a black robe, black cloak, and silver hood carrying a silver staff, walks along a rope bridge, between one of the great trees, covered in buildings, conected by rope bridges. This bridge leads to a large nightclub, called the Black Flower, built into the tree. The figure reaches the end of the bridge, and then, carefully, slinks in between the dwarven guards, into a room full of music, and lights, of many different colors, and people. It looks around, and then glances at a small stone disk on it's wrist. Around the disk are nine stones, moving randomly around it. It glances around the room, and, not seeing the person it is waiting for, settles into a chair to wait.
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Post by Rotzi on Jan 28, 2005 7:59:50 GMT -5
Lolita had just come off of the stage. Luckily it was just the "original" persona for the others were much too focused on resting, possibly plotting something. Clad in her cloak she settled down at the bar beside the elven stranger.
"What'll ye be havin' lass?" asked the dwarven bar tender.
"I have t-"
"Soda!" interupted Kawaii.
"...that stuff's bad for y' Kawaii."
"Um.. lemonade?"
"Kawaii..." warned Lolita. "You know that water is the best thing we can have t' hydrate ourselves."
"...but it's so... tasteless."
The dancer sighed. "Water, but with some lemon."
"Yay!" It took all the control she had not to let Kawaii take over the body.
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Post by White_Pheonix on Jan 28, 2005 10:14:55 GMT -5
The figure glances up, shakes it's head, and moves it's chair away from the person who apparently has multipul (mispelled) personalities.
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Post by Rotzi on Jan 28, 2005 12:03:59 GMT -5
Lolita looked over, a bit hurt. Then again it was a reaction she was always getting from many. "...Kawaii-chan, what I have told you about yappin' in public?"
"Um... not to do it?" came the extremely cute voice.
"And what did you do?"
"Um.. do it?"
"Riiiiiight."
She sighed as she rested her head her hand. "Y' know Geri," she was talking to the keep, "havin' a shattered soul is hard work.. I can't wait for this shift t' end."
The keep smiled a her. While he didn't understand what she was going through he did know that the dancer attracted a lot of attention, especially during her knife shows. "Tis almost the end of the night, lass. Ye've only a few more hours."
"Yea... I guess." Hopefully she could keep the other 21 controlled until she got home....
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Post by White_Pheonix on Jan 28, 2005 19:01:19 GMT -5
"Ah. One of those. Please excuse my reaction; some of my enemies possess people, but are not able to control them fully."
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Post by Rotzi on Jan 28, 2005 21:07:28 GMT -5
"We're.. I mean, I'm used to it, t' be honest." She sipped her lemon laced water. "Just figured I'd be used t' it." The dancer turned her head, her bangles and beads jingling. "Not often someone apologizes tho." Lolita was smiling softly.
"Enjoy the rest of your night, 'kay?" She stood gracefully after finishing off her drink. She was on the last part of her shift, thank the gods.
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Post by White_Pheonix on Jan 29, 2005 0:25:31 GMT -5
"It is a good idea never to annoy people needlessly."
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