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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 8:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 8:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 9:14 pm
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{I won't lie, this time around I was waiting until Mr_Packwoman's profile got accepted. It felt weird writing out a post name-referencing his character when it wasn't even up at the time, even if the reference is minor.}
Circe maintained a neutral expression as she listened to Jin's report, mulling the situation over before she dared to speak. "It's a start, at least." She would have huffed out a sigh, but quite frankly, it would not do for her people to see her as weak - not even clever Jin. "If we're going to pull it off, it can't be just anyone. We should send someone with more finesse and subtlety than the average lug head. Preferably someone that can take orders better than Lars." She took another dainty sip of her drink, contemplating who exactly might be fit for such a task. Lars was dead, Charley as well, Rocky too rebellious. Tyler wasn't an option this time, for he was better for when things needed to explode than when things needed some subtlety. "Maybe Avice? She seems to be a sneaky enough sort, unless you'd prefer to handle this yourself - or know someone better suited."
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 9:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 9:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 9:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 9:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 10:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 11:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2014 8:14 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2014 9:56 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2014 12:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2014 12:34 pm
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"Very well. You will be in charge of this operation and you are free to take as many - or as little - men as you see fit. Just make sure to take Avice and return safely." Circe offered a rare, genuine smile. Not a smirk, not a wry little half-smile, but one of genuine warmth. Of course, it was short lived, as she quickly returned to an otherwise neutral expression. "If anyone subverts your authority, or at least tries to, feel free to cut off a finger for every act of insubordination."
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Chancy had only recently returned to the guild hall, and even then only reluctantly. She stood within the edge of the courtyard, clutching her broomstick tightly as she paced to and fro beside the entrance. On one hand, she felt ashamed of the incident and embarassed. Showing her face felt like yet another screw up. On the other, she couldn't hide away forever - as much as she would like to. What was she to do? How could she make up for the massive scene she caused? Such questions churned and twisted within her mind for the moment being.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2014 12:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2014 12:59 pm
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