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Atik
Logan, Olet
Netherstorm
"Noooooo." Logan corrected. "Man oh man, what I would give to be you. At least friends you can still talk to." He shook his head. "They freak the hell out and never speak to you again. The friends are the ones I asked immediately. They laughed at me and decided I was funny or something."
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Atik
Logan, Olet
Netherstorm
"Met a nazi once. She was hot as f*ck, but a nazi all the way. I mean, literal Hitler-worshipping nazi. Didn't find out until she got super offended because someone made a nazi joke about her being German." Logan shrugged. "Go on and guess who the genius 'someone' was. Ended up asking out a girl who literally moved because I asked her out once after we had been friends for a year or two. My junior prom date was a girl who I was friends with, she moved and wanted to go to our prom. Combo of pity and neccesity."
He looked Zeke in the eyes. "Not even making this sh*t up."
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Atik
Logan, Olet
Netherstorm
"And how do I tell if they are made of glass or not without trying all of them?"
Olet coughed, sputtering out "Full Circle"
"She caught it!" Logan exclaimed.
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Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Richard/Illia
Location: Netherstorm
"You didn't lose Illia." Richard said finally speaking up. "She's just flighty in the head. Besides she doesn't have most of her memories so what your talking about doesn't make sense to her." He said.
Illia was in the back room moving boxes as she tried to locate her imp.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahanu Whitehorn
Location
: Netherstorm
"Wake up so
soon
?" the sunwalker smiled wryly, standing up.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahanu Whitehorn
Location
: Netherstorm
"Then let us head out
before
they anger you any more,
or
try to help, which is probably
worse
," Ahanu nodded, heading out.
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Atik
Logan, Olet
Netherstorm
Logan sat for a moment in silence, unbuttoning his trenchcoat. He slipped it off and threw it over so it laded perfectly on the back of his motorcycle.
Once again, the boy underneath was nearly a shock. What had once been skinny, if wiry, arms were now large with well-defined muscle. An inpressive tan had overtaken his entire body from his time in Tanaris. Although he was far from any sort of 'back,' his chest was still just as muscular as his arms underneath the sleeveless tunic. On his wrists were the previously-hidden claws, they and the knives the only weapons not attached to nthe coat.
Standing he walked away from the bar; going to help Illia find her deadbeat imp.
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Atik
Logan, Olet
Netherstorm
Logan stuck up his middle finger at Zeke before vanishing into the back room. The sound of moving boxes echoed from the open doorway for a moment, but vanished as it shut.
"At least he is quiet now..." Olet said, shrugging.
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((Chilling with the the mindgasm sisters? Hell yeah!))
Logan, Olet
Netherstorm
Olet slammed her fist onto the arm of her chair; finally tired of it. "Okay... ENOUGH!" She yelled at Ven and Zeke. "No more beating eachother up... okay?"
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Logan, Olet
Netherstorm
Olet sighed and looked at her feet. "Fine. Whatever. Kill eachother and finish it then."
Logan stepped into the back room,glancing at the searching Illia. He opened his mouth to say something, but not a word came out. He had no idea what to say. Did he apologize? Did he offer to help? Did he use some lame pick-up line? Crack a joke? Say hello?
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