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 Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2017 7:14 pm
More like the motions someone tripping on acid would make emotion_eyebrow Are we sure she'd not on drugs? Because I think she might be on drugs....
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2017 7:22 pm
*Smacks him backhand again but harder and using her big ring so he feels it.* THAT is ART! You uncultured baphoon!! talk2hand She's even siting poetry! My GOD are we lucky she's playing this role! whee
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2017 7:29 pm
Shooing the poor intern away to fetch her a cuppa, Liada floats in the air summoning a note book to think of some ideas to soothe the anger of a dark elf while she watches the Llama flock.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2017 7:31 pm
 *turns to look behind her to see what she's pointing at, but just sees the forest they came out of. She looks back toward Ayami for some kind of clue as to whether this was a warning point or something else, but she's just standing there, frozen in that pointing state with a mostly indifferent expression on her face.
Vassnta, on the other hand, had an expression of complete awe as he gazed off into the distance and Miro had to double check that there was, indeed, nothing there.* confused
What are you looking at? confused
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2017 8:31 pm
I can't blame Miro for being confused. cat_sweatdrop It fits the character though, I think. *tries to remember what the White Queen is supposed to be like* cat_confused
*while investigating the castle area, sees a herd of animals appear on the lawn* confused What are those? *sneaks around downwind of them, crouched as low to the ground as he can, only the tip of his tail twitching as he watches them*
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2017 8:41 pm
*winces at getting smacked by the Diva again and hisses at the sting of the gem on her ring*
That's gonna leave a bruise stressed
Look, you want to see it as art, then fine. Whatever rolleyes I just want to make it through this scene and go back to bed. I think Ry could use the sleep too...
*pokes his husband who was starting to nod off a bit.*
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2017 6:53 am
*continues to point, gazing in glory along with Vass*  What light through yonder horizon break? It is the east, and the queen of hearts is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon...
The white moon of Artemus... whom is already sick and pale with grief*brings her arms back to her chest, now speaking on herself and her relations with said queen* Grief that thou art', her maid, art far more fair than she...
Be not her maid since she is envious, so she hath chosen mine other to be in her steed.
Her vestal livery is but sick and green, as this clover field beforeth me.*Kakkosen leaps up from a patch only to vanish into another, lamas can be heard bleating in the distance*
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2017 7:09 am
eek *Gasps and brings her hand up to slightly open mouth. Her long fingernails touching her perfectly done up blood red lips. She blinks a couple of times and Ayami’s words hit right to her heart. Romeo and Juliette is one of her Shakespearean favorites and it ALWAYS gets to her. She had no idea Ayami felt this way and she starts to tear up. She sniffs a couple of times and then lunges for Ryzan, clutching onto him and starts to sob.* crying
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2017 7:51 am
Franco been watchin' dis scene from dat side door of da dressin room all evenin'. He kept eye'n dat donne... sometin' ain't square ere' emotion_donotwant
Frustrated Franco chews a bit too hard on the end of his cigar... dat one used to the be redenzione... but nows...
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2017 7:59 am
*Finally finds the Boss again and casually walks up to him. He casually leans on the frame of the doorway and quickly nods his head upward once, takes the cigar out of his mouth and flicks the ash away to the ground. Still a bit euphoric from his installation experience in wardrobe, he addresses the Boss way more casually than he normally does.* Sup! Boss. cool
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2017 8:05 am
Ehh... ninja yous seen mine good fo nut'in ricco sfondato fratello round's ere? Yous know 'es supposed to be 'ere dese days. But Franco
Franco takes a long pull on the cigar
Franco ain't seens 'im. Nows, yous don't tink he's gone and made 'imself all confortable like now, do's you? mad
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2017 8:23 am
*Takes a pull off his cigar and thinks about it. Antonio has been charged with keeping track of this little venture to ensure it doesn't go off the rails and the Boss is right, he "should" be there.* Nah. 'Ol Gio's ain't seen Rocco sfondato no where's. ninja Dolce Cosa sets 'im up wit a office in rosso castello over dere. *points with his cigar.* cool
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2017 8:25 am
Ehhh, maybe yous and Franco, we's go and pay 'im a little visit. Yeah?
Real cordiale like. Yous get Franco? Franco clicks his tongue at Gio
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2017 12:40 pm
 *pulls out a handkerchief and gently dabs under Ayami's eyes, being mindful to not smudge her makeup**eyes gloss over again while Ayami speaks, having no idea what she's talking about in that strange language of hers. Something about art and grief? It was hard to follow, but she -thinks- she got the gist of it.*
The Tweedles said that for the Queen of Hearts, everything that -can- be red -must- be red, so she wouldn't have liked your green painting. The other painting probably was red and that's why she picked it. 3nodding It sucks when you make something specifically for someone and they don't like it, though. sad At least she didn't have you beheaded for it. sweatdrop
Oh! Oh! But Miro likes green! If you can't bare the thought of having it, Miro will take it 3nodding
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2017 2:33 pm
*Again…gestures slightly up with his head once at the Boss. He has a full grasp of what a “cordial visit” is all about. He shoves his cigar into his mouth, sharply cracks his neck and knuckles. Franco must have something serious to speak with Antonio about and he’s used to being the heavy during such conversations if s**t is going to go down. He gestures to Franco and the two men start making their way to Rosso Castello.* emotion_dealwithit
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