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Nuh-uh!
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YES! So much this.
But... it'll just be the hand and not the full arm
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EDIT: Aww yeah 5000's post in this thread. I get a cookie. Wish I got a hand...
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Maybe a hand-shaped cookie?
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You pad directly to Corporal Falke.
Corporal Falke speaks aside to Armswoman Kassa and Deputy Juliana, "It is rightfully so. Anything made freely available in the Inner is to stay there." You randomly wrap your arms around Corporal Falke's waist, "Yer so nice!" Corporal Falke tenses baffledly. You squeeze Corporal Falke briefly. Deputy Juliana nods to Corporal Falke, "Yes, Corporal." You eventually retract your arms from Corporal Falke. Armswoman Kassa amuses herself utterly with you and Corporal Falke. Corporal Falke awkwardly pats your back, "....thank...you." |
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lying guards
You move from the north double door to the east doorway.
A tall guard begs you subserviently in Teanga, "If there is anything I can do, sera, anything at all...just yell." You begin to enter the east doorway. The high-ceilinged Barons Hall, furnished and decorated to glorify the nobles of Castle Marrach. You are standing near the western door. A banquet table is standing in the center of the Barons Hall. A canvas easel is standing next to the tapestry. You yell, "bring me some booze!" You wait. You sigh.
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Andrew declares, "A poem dedicated to my good friend, Dolph and his lovely Sera Gabriela."
You peek your mind interestedly. Andrew thunderously belches. Andrew wildly rolls his narrow deep green eyes. You suddenly snort. Tiernon obviously cringes. Andrew musically belches. Lady Avaria draws her arched eyebrows together. Janwin realizes then. You smack your narrow forehead. Ophidias wrinkles her fine nose subtly. Lady Avaria embarrasses herself with Andrew. Andrew bows concludingly, "Thank you."
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Tiernon smiles briefly at you, "Peachy."
Tiernon wonders aloud, "Are we allowed to say 'peachy'? Because it's a summer fruit, you know, and we're not supposed to say anything about summer." You consider Tiernon's words closely, "I think peachy is fine." Kaori assures Tiernon, "you can say Peach and you can say Flower." Kaori nods, "And you can even say..." Kaori shifts her almond-shaped deep blue eyes. Kaori adds, "Tree." Tiernon dully replies, "Good. I wouldn't want to get arrested for treason or anything." Kaori promises Tiernon, "I won't tell anyone that you thought of summer if you don't tell anyone that I find the rug to be... blah." Tiernon smirks at Kaori, "Blah?" Tiernon glances at a plush black rug. Kaori nods to Tiernon, "It's just black with a white border. I get that it's suppose to represent winter... but it could have at least had some design other than... black." Kaori gestures at a plush black rug, "It could have had a huge snow flake taking up the majority of it..." > look rug This is a plush, rectangular black rug that sits directly in front of the fireplace. The edges of it have been trimmed in ash grey and accented with an intricately embroidered snowflake border. Tiernon tells Kaori wryly, "Yes, but look how intricately detailed that border is." Tiernon tells you and Kaori conspiratorially, "Maybe we should swap it out with a rug an intricately embroidered border of peaches." ((certain things cut out to make it easier on my part))
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Elesin gestures to Lady Avaria, "But truly, the time has come for more grace than I am able. I believe it was a dance."
You chuckle good-naturedly, "Let's have a dance, then, eh." Lady Avaria agrees, "When my partner presents himself." Harabec enters the world. OOC -- Elesin says, "Oh the timing." OOC -- You say, "..Speak of the devil" OOC -- Harabec says, "o.0?" |
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Voltamir doffs his black suede cavalier hat quietly to you, "Good aft, Harabec. How can the Society be of aid this day?"
Aratan confusedly inquires to you, "What were you expecting?" You gesture at Voltamir, "Well I had been expecting Voltamir running about in nothing but his hat with a tankard in his hand, singing horribly and dancing around the room." Voltamir sighs amusedly, "That only ever happened the once, and ye can blame Helena for it." Aratan goofily grins, "I'd not mind that."
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OOC -- Euphelia says, "Stupid fat cat got tangled in cords and dragged my craptop across the room "
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Flatty has her moments...
Lady Avaria leans back in Northern, "Indeed, if anyone has any questions, please feel free."
Lady Avaria smirks in Northern, "I can frighten you all with what this place has done to my mind." You ask Lady Avaria deadpan in Northern, "You have five apples. Dryden eats three, but gives you four oranges. What's the colour of Keyana's boots?" Dame Wilena boggles at you. You glance at Dame Wilena in Northern, "What? She said we could ask her -anything-..." Lady Avaria asks you in Northern, "With or without the smelly black socks?" Dryden answers you presumptively in Northern, "Cat." You suppose to Lady Avaria in Northern, "With." Lady Avaria answers you in Northern, "Brown tinged with green around the edges." |
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Hat racks need love, too!
After spending a few hours standing around outside Launfal's office and being stalked/creeped out by the hat rack, Aratan takes matters in his own hands.
A mechanical copper hat rack reaches for your head. Ambra moves from Aratan to a mechanical copper hat rack. Ambra slaps a mechanical copper hat rack sharply. Ambra says to a mechanical copper hat rack, " Knock it off." Ambra grunts at a mechanical copper hat rack. Ambra says, " I think I'll have a talk with a certain Gnome." Ambra shrugs, "That is the third time it tried to grab my head." A mechanical copper hat rack wishes more people wore hats. Ambra regards a mechanical copper hat rack differently. Aratan takes a wheat worsted cap from his wheat horsehide pouch. Aratan flings a wheat worsted cap at a mechanical copper hat rack, "THERE! Are you happy?" Aratan takes a wheat worsted cap. Aratan moves from the first door to the east to a mechanical copper hat rack. Aratan puts a wheat worsted cap on a mechanical copper hat rack. -- A little while later -- A mechanical copper hat rack looks for hats. You stand near Aratan still, "It appears to be unsatisfied with your hat." Ambra chuckles at you, "He threw it at it when it kept trying to grab my hair." Ambra gestures to a wheat worsted cap. Ambra gestures to a mechanical copper hat rack. Aratan glares at a mechanical copper hat rack. Aratan peers at a mechanical copper hat rack, "I hate you." Ambra chuckles at Aratan helplessly. Ambra amuses herself with a mechanical copper hat rack and Aratan. A mechanical copper hat rack just wants to be useful. |
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