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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 28, 2009 22:43:52 GMT -5
"But they didn't," she shoots back with a grin.
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Post by Seven on Feb 28, 2009 22:44:59 GMT -5
"Yes, yes, you win. I surrender."
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 28, 2009 22:49:03 GMT -5
She smiles, then reverts to watching the darklings.
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Post by Seven on Feb 28, 2009 22:49:47 GMT -5
Tall does the same.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 28, 2009 22:55:16 GMT -5
After a while, the group's energy starts to die down. Aka leads them to the Csatle to set them up to relax for a while. They more or less take over the banquet hall, which is now covered in pillows and spare mattresses.
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Post by Seven on Feb 28, 2009 22:57:46 GMT -5
Tall sighs in happy contentment. I suppose it would be highly inappriopriate to call them 'cute?'
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 28, 2009 23:00:25 GMT -5
Aka is in the large, though very empty kitchen. Kellen is perched on a counter with them.
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Post by Seven on Feb 28, 2009 23:02:40 GMT -5
Tall walks in, leaning on one of the counters.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 28, 2009 23:04:31 GMT -5
Aka has found a large bowl of fruit, and has commenced making herself a salad while a few of the weaker darklings that were in the stone cut some slices of a strange fruit to pass out to the others.
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Post by Seven on Feb 28, 2009 23:11:09 GMT -5
Tall goes over to help.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 28, 2009 23:13:13 GMT -5
They take the fruit graciously, all locked deep within conversation with each other and Darad. Radar and the leader are deep in conversation in one corner.
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Post by Seven on Feb 28, 2009 23:14:56 GMT -5
Tall watches them, glancing up discreetly from time to time, but continues helping Aka silently.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 28, 2009 23:17:49 GMT -5
Aka eventually leans against the wall, eating a part of the fruit salad. The crowd gets a little bigger as all of Aka's previous darklings (that aren't on duty) join them in the banquet hall. Some of them are unfamiliar to Tall as well.
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Post by Seven on Feb 28, 2009 23:18:59 GMT -5
Joseph saunters down sleepily, tugging on Aka's leg. "Popsicles are noisy..." he murmurs.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 28, 2009 23:22:50 GMT -5
She picks him up and sits him on the counter. "You'd be knoisy too if you'd been locked in a rock for five hundred years.
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