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Post by Rojo on Apr 12, 2008 5:03:55 GMT -5
"Two Hundred and twenty-seven," she awnsers "but in human years, that's about 28." She begins to walk back towards the small house they had vacated earliar.
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Post by Seven on Apr 12, 2008 11:42:39 GMT -5
It was astoundind to Devon that he was walking beside someone so much older than him. Well, Tallamous and Osten were the same, but still! Even her 'human age' was still roughly 10 years older than himself. He couldn't help but tease her about it. "So do you always like your male companions so young?" he said, referring to himself.
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Post by Rojo on Apr 12, 2008 12:06:22 GMT -5
She smirks again
"I like to pass on my skills to the younger generation..." she tells him.
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Post by Seven on Apr 12, 2008 12:16:09 GMT -5
"Should I start calling you teacher then?"
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Post by Rojo on Apr 12, 2008 12:20:37 GMT -5
Faelin laughs loudly, the noise carrying out into the street. She shakes her head and pauses.
"Mistress will do" she decides.
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Post by Seven on Apr 12, 2008 12:22:30 GMT -5
He nods, smirking. "Of course Mistress. I will be your most obliging student then."
((I think it was a bad idea to put two flirtasious people in the same vicinity....))
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Post by Rojo on Apr 12, 2008 12:26:19 GMT -5
((2 Hours later..."I aint touching what's left of his body..."))
She nods to him as she opens the door on a Rojo making rather Evening-reminiscent faces and Squall and Turin laughing rather loudly, the echoes of their laughter faultering as Faelin and Devon walk in. Rojo immediatly stops and looks at Devon's new clothing.
((What? You think I would leave Evening references out?))
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Post by Seven on Apr 12, 2008 12:29:50 GMT -5
"Greetings everyone!" he smiles brightly. "What's with the sour face Rojo? Continue making expressions like that and you'll soon turn into Evening!" he chuckles.
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Post by Rojo on Apr 12, 2008 12:33:48 GMT -5
Rojo "pfft"s and puts on what he judges to be a rather good impression of Devon
"Now Devon, you musn't be impolite to our new friend who's older companion seems to wish to kill us, but I prefer to use words rather than violence," he rolls his eyes "you saw Mr ROve then? Weird, isn't he; always cheerful..."
Squall smiles but raises an eyebrow as Rojo starts talking about older companion.
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Post by Seven on Apr 12, 2008 12:37:43 GMT -5
Devon frowns. "Ok, Mr. 'I think I'll just wander off, ALREADY wounded, get myself attacked by two worgs, and then eat random things I find off the forest floor in a place I know nothing about, disregarding the fact that wild mushrooms are usually lethal.' " After this shrewd little comment, he smiles. "Oh Mr. Rove was delightful, and as you can see, he did a wonderful job on my new outfit!"
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Post by Rojo on Apr 12, 2008 12:51:02 GMT -5
Rojo examines the clothing
"Looks like you've skinned a Dark Elf and dressed yourself in it, then painted it with war paint."
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Post by Seven on Apr 12, 2008 14:01:45 GMT -5
"........Is that a good thing, or a bad thing?"
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Post by Rojo on Apr 12, 2008 14:30:19 GMT -5
"If we're attacked by Dark elves, no, but otherwise, I think it suits you."
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Post by Seven on Apr 12, 2008 14:32:53 GMT -5
He slowly widens his smile. "Good. I'm glad you think so. So what were you looking so sour about before I arrived? What have I missed out on?"
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Post by Rojo on Apr 12, 2008 14:35:39 GMT -5
"I was merely telling Squall and Squitty-"
"Oi!"
"-About Evening"
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