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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 9:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 9:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 9:14 pm
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Calder stepped raced into the room and paused when she noticed A LOT of pretty boils. Her eyes did dart to the piles of treasure, but there was far more hunky flesh around that caught her attention. Her hands lowered, and her white ears dropped a bit. "....hiii." She said, face flushing. She had to wonder if they were ghouls, but DAMN, they were FINE looking ghouls if they were.
Sadly, she wasn't a fine looking boil. It made matters of romance difficult. Still, she looked at a few of them and smiled.
And then she heard giggling, and turned to see scarlings. "Oh My Jack! SCARLINGS!! They are ssssoooooo CUTE!" She clapped her hands, and instantly dropped to her knees. "Hey there, pumpkin-cakes. What are you doing in this dusty room?" She wanted to play and hug them all!
Calder was in the best room ever! Full of treasure, hot boils, and scarlings.
Did she bump her head?
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 9:15 pm
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Invictus looked to Aisa when he heard the very..masculine voice pipe up, looking to see what unfortunately, Aisa made a much more attractive man than he did. He really needed to work on that, but it wasn't a priority right then. He extended a particularly extra-dainty hand to Death in greeting.
"I don't know, Aisa." he said, his voice sweet, delicate. He really would have made a charming ghoul. "But we will have to play the game a bit and see what we find out." he extended as explanation - the only explanation he could muster about the situation. He was still stockpiling what he knew.
And he only knew so much.
"Aisa, are you aware that a member from my clan came to speak at an assembly the other day?" He'd mentioned it once or twice, but...it never hurt to remind, "I feel this is related to them."
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 9:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 9:16 pm
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((Entering!))
The weremantis ghoul scanned as soon as she entered the room, not really paying attention to her surroundings so much as looking for that tail. She spotted it, glanced up, saw a flash of white, and ran forward, anxious to check on her friend(?).
"Miss Xiu-Ying!" she called. Well, tried to call. It was rather difficult to project the wispy alto that she now possessed, though hopefully the deeper tone would help her to be heard. Good, she seemed to be staying in one spot. As she got close enough she began to notice that something also seemed wrong with the ghoul.
In fact, she looked a whole lot like a boil. Apparently the problem was wider spread than the classroom she had been in. "Are you alright?" she questioned, unsure if she should continue to add "Miss Xiu-Ying" as she addressed the boil.
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 9:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 9:18 pm
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