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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 9:16 pm
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 11:09 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 5:22 am
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 6:54 am
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Dust groaned, passing Fenrir his long-awaited beer. "Volk, don't even get me started. I come from a long line of people bent on tradition. I've been so much of a damn disappointment that I left. My family includes Nazis, Purebloods, Illuminati, you name it, my family has probably had one." He sighed. "They're going to flip shits when they arrive... Oh, speak of the devil..." A middle-aged badger walked into the tavern, looking a lot like Dust in build and shape of the face, but his black fur was streaked with gray. "SETH!" He nearly shouted, giving Dust a bear hug from over the counter. "How's my little kit doing?" Dust smiled half-heartedly. "Hey, dad! You know, work and all, same old, same old..." His father sat down, glad that his son was actually doing something for a living. Admittedly, he was expecting worse from him. "Do your old man a favor and pour him some whiskey, will you?"
Martini raised his eyebrows this time not out of seduction, but surprise. "Really? Things really have changed since I've been gone..."
Draid got up, raising Fade up as well. "I love you with all my heart..." He said gently, tears welling up in his eyes again as he stared into hers.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 3:50 pm
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Scathach sighed partly in relief.
"Aye. That would definitely be a help right now," she replied, already heading for the Tavern. She passed a mother and two precious twins, trailing along happily. She gave them a warm smile, patting the boy's head. She gasped, and pulled her hand back. It was incredibly hot; she gently sucked on her burnt hand, hoping it didn't blister. She shook her head, and continued on. It was simple enough; Pyros often couldn't control their powers when they were young.
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((Until Draiden decides, I'm just gonna take care of Richard for now.))
Richard couldn't help but giggle at the reaction. There were many things he didn't like, but one thing he couldn't stand was people, strangers at least, touching his hair.
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Rain looked at Richard, and let go of Minlea long enough to give him a quick spank.
"Don't think I didn't notice that. What have I told you about that?" she snapped quickly, but shook away the annoyance as she continued into the castle, searching already for their father.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 4:12 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 9:06 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 9:09 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 9:20 pm
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Fenrir pops the cap off the bottle using the side of the bar, and brought it to his lips. The smell was rancid, and the taste bitter, but he needed a good release. The search for his family history was ending with dead end after dead end, and he was getting livid. And Briar was babysitting right now, so he couldn't visit her. He glances over to the man hugging Dust, and figured they were related due to the similarities. He'd introduce himself later, after they've caught up. Until then, time to chase the buzz. He takes a swig, and makes a face of pure disgust. He hated the taste of beer. He was more of a wine kind of guy. He looks to Volk, "Hey, do you have any wine by chance?"
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