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Post by Emily on Feb 8, 2007 15:10:49 GMT -5
*Hephaestion strode into the opera foyer, looking about.* This doesn't quite look like Xandros' kind of place...
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Post by Philippe on Feb 8, 2007 15:13:43 GMT -5
((It's bizarre that he reminds me of Jesus...))
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Post by Emily on Feb 8, 2007 17:07:15 GMT -5
((Discipleslash? ))
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Post by Shadi on Feb 8, 2007 17:14:53 GMT -5
((Yes--all skinny white boys with long hair and scruff look like Jesus. Funny, given his actual ethnicity...))
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Post by Emily on Feb 8, 2007 17:18:03 GMT -5
((I think Jesus was black. Or at least blacker than art from the Dark Ages onwards would have us think.))
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Post by Shadi on Feb 8, 2007 17:23:58 GMT -5
((That was kind of my point. I'm pretty sure he wasn't a California boy with blue eyes.))
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Post by Emily on Feb 8, 2007 17:33:27 GMT -5
((Jesus as surferdude: "Killer waves, man. Whooooa. I scored some awesome weed. Check it--I'm surfing, but it looks like I'm walking on water." "DUUUUUDE!"))
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Post by Shadi on Feb 8, 2007 17:36:41 GMT -5
(("Wouldn't it be cool if this fish was, like, a lot of fish? And we could all eat it? Like, one huge fish, right? That would be rad."))
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Post by Emily on Feb 8, 2007 17:41:07 GMT -5
(("Or how about--instead of water...we had wine?" "DUDE." "Hey guys, I think Peter took some bad meth or something. He's hella paranoid and denying EVERYTHING."))
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Post by Nadir on Feb 8, 2007 19:44:42 GMT -5
*Nadir was on his way to the manager's office to discuss some business matters as well as keeping an eye out for the ballet mistress, if she was still around.* She might be able to help with Shadi...
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Post by Emily on Feb 8, 2007 19:46:09 GMT -5
*Hephaestion approached a tall gentleman.* "Excuse me," *he said politely.* "I'm looking for Megas Alexandros...I'd heard he was associated with this...place..." *he said lamely, obviously confused.*
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Post by Nadir on Feb 8, 2007 19:48:00 GMT -5
*Nadir paused, his brow furrowed slightly. What did the stranger want with his friend? Nonetheless, he didn't look particularly dangerous and Xandros could take care of himself, no doubt.* "Indeed--here, I can give you his address..." *distractedly, Nadir scribbled the directions on a piece of paper and handed it to the man, turning to go towards the offices.*
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Post by Emily on Feb 8, 2007 19:49:07 GMT -5
"Thank you..." *said Hephaestion quietly, leaving the foyer.*
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Post by Nadir on Feb 8, 2007 19:50:05 GMT -5
*Suddenly, Nadir felt the hair on the back of his neck rise up, and turned back to ask the strange man's name, feeling a sudden premonition. But he was gone. With a shrug, Nadir went about his business.* I'll ask Xandros about it later...
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