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Post by Loki on Jan 18, 2008 18:09:32 GMT -5
*Loke fastened his belt and smiled as he kissed her warmly.*
"Neither have you, my Morning Star. I will treasure this memory when I go out in the war...."
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Post by Satan on Jan 18, 2008 18:14:43 GMT -5
"Ragnarok?"
*She looked a bit puzzled*
"But that's not schedualed for quite some time..."
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Post by Loki on Jan 18, 2008 18:21:28 GMT -5
"No, my dear. Not Ragnarok... yet."
*He kissed her again. She looked so cute when she was puzzled*
"I am on a quest to take the Holy Grail. From the Guardian, Malefica. After that... it will be Ragnarok... Do you have anything that might help me out?"
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Post by Satan on Jan 18, 2008 18:32:18 GMT -5
*Sitting back down, she looked at him skeptically*
"In other words, you want me to start a war with my entire family in order for you to get a cup?"
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Post by Loki on Jan 18, 2008 18:36:23 GMT -5
*Loke smiled and caressed her hair gently.*
"I don't want you to be at war, dear. I don't want you to get hurt. I just wondered if you got any remedies who might help me in my war?"
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Post by Satan on Jan 18, 2008 18:38:25 GMT -5
"You're still asking me to take sides."
*She shook her head*
"When the Final War does come, I will be leading the fight. Until then, I'm not going to spend my time on wild chases for things that probably don't even work."
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Post by Loki on Jan 18, 2008 18:48:44 GMT -5
*Loke shrugged.*
"With any other person, I would be furious with this denial" *he said calmly.* "But not with you, my Morning Star. You mean too much for me."
*He took her in his arms and kissed her again.*
"I hope to meet you again some day."
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Post by Satan on Jan 18, 2008 18:52:55 GMT -5
"Likewise, I'm sure."
*She winked playfully at him*
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Post by Loki on Jan 18, 2008 18:54:50 GMT -5
"I have to go now, sweetie. I have a lot to do. Thank you for giving me pleasure once more."
*He winked playfully at her and turned to leave.*
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 17, 2009 14:49:10 GMT -5
***NEW DAY***
*Lizzie pushed the door open with a confident grin, holding it for the other girl.*
"I know it's a bit small, but the food is just amazin'." *She insisted.*
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Kayla
- Masterful Virgin -
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Post by Kayla on Feb 17, 2009 15:21:27 GMT -5
"I believe you," Kayla said, but it was absent, most of her attention concerned with eyeing the place with some strange mix of wariness and curiousity.
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Post by Jeremy on Feb 17, 2009 15:26:29 GMT -5
*Hearing the bell ring above the door Jeremy insured he wouldn't be the first self insert to be claimed as someone else's character just because he was gone for a while stepped out from the back pantry, his arms laden with various dry ingredients. Seeing Lizzie he grinned and set the armful down on the counter.*
"Howdy Miss Lizzie. How's things?"
*Stopping only briefly at the sink to rinse off his hands, he took up the dish towel that always hung at his waist and dried them quickly.*
"What can I get you today? Oh..."
*Having only just noticed the young woman behind the also young Texan, Jeremy felt like an old man compared to most of his patrons. He nodded in the girls direction.*
"Didn't see you there miss.. Have a seat anywhere you'd like. I'll be with ya'll in a moment."
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 17, 2009 16:00:20 GMT -5
"Hey again, Mister." *Lizzie grinned, walking more confidently towards the bar area up by the kitchen. She would have liked watching him cook enough even if he hadn't helped her and Alex. But he had and she was right grateful.*
"Whatdya got today?" *She tried to peek into the kitchen over the counter as she sat.*
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Post by Jeremy on Feb 17, 2009 16:09:44 GMT -5
"Well... lets see."
*Peeking into a few containers Jeremy popped his head up and grinned.*
"Rosemary breaded lamb medallions... curry infused pasta with a rich vodka sauce... spinach and feta puff pastry..."
*He opened a few cabinets and kept making a mental list.*
"Grouper crusted in lime salt... shoestring roasted vegetables... lemon pepper couscous..."
*Remembering where and when he was Jeremy grinned and turned to the girls.*
"Think of it as a mix between pasta and rice. It's from northern Africa."
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 18, 2009 8:49:47 GMT -5
*Lizzie scrunched her nose at his later explanation.*
"Lamb's fine by me." *She looked back to Kayla with a grin.*
"What'dya want?"
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