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Mun ---
Ye gods. I need to work on more adventure stuff... heh, then again, I have an inch-thick pile of ARC notes in my clipboard that need transcribing too.
Tanya ---
Terry is so sweet, and kind. It's too bad his employers in Avel'Nikash are so terribly mean. I guess that people who work for other people have to take what they can get, in all walks of life. Still... he is not created for a master, he should not be treated in such a way. We went out this evening to see an elven singing choir, and a leupak singer... the music was so beautiful, I started to cry for some reason in the middle of it. I'm not sure why... I don't understand it. Terry didn't notice, I hope... he would've thought I was upset, I'm sure.
Alex Legarro ---
Hey, hey. Out of reclusion and into action... well, almost. We were just checking into the Black Rose Inn and enjoying a nice supper when we heard a report of a crypt problem - but it didn't seem like the three people really concerned with the problem were going to have much problems (a pyrokineticist and two angels should reasonably be able to blast an average crypt's denizens, after all), so we returned to the inn after seeing them safely through the threshold. All Things Dead and Rotting sounds like Gareth's idea of a child's playpen - we're going to have a look at it tomorrow.
Ari ---
I would just like all of you to know zhat zhe winged elves are just as bouncy in bed as in the common room. Heh heh heh.
Daron ---
I don't wanna be a cook at the inn and socialize and stuff... but Shidi and Arc say I need to, or else I'll turn into a completely dependent something or other... -=sniff=-
Mekista ---
For the record...
Yes, Finn's sort of cute. In a 'jaunty, usually watching your arse' sort of manner. He's like an elven Kimble. The only thing he really has going for him is repeated presence. Which, granted, is a factor I must account for, but... ah, well. I suppose it's stupid of me to be swayed by things... well... I suppose I'll make this simple, and just list all of the potentials, as Novan would put them... Now if only Novan would get it through his skull.
Kimble:
Good: Interested, intelligent, excellent artist, very generous.
Bad: Frequently missing, mostly thinks of sex, incredibly boring when involved in a technical conversation, poisoned by alcohol, drunk on citrus.
Finn:
Good: Similar species, amusing, friendly, tends to be about frequently.
Bad: Mostly thinks of sex, constant flirt, hard to talk to without ending up in a conversation about his chance of getting me naked.
Mayhem:
Good: Excellent friend, same species, matching sense of humor.
Bad: Not a lesbian, not single, not interested, not looking. Get it, you perverts?
Will:
Good: Quiet, sweet, friendly.
Bad: Clingy, depressive, self-esteem that makes Nef look strong-willed.
... you know, I think I should just not date anyone, and simply engage in solo sex for the rest of my life. It would certainly make things easier. It doesn't help that everyone from mortals to muns is interested in influencing matters... even Destiny seems to have it in for me.
Shawna ---
You know... aside from the fact that our new passenger thinks this outfit makes me look like an exotic dancer (where on Nexus did -that- come from?) this has been a rather enjoyable trip. Talk about getting away from it all - it's hard to get much farther.
Mirri ---
I think I owe Nef an apology. I'm not sure, but I may have attempted to severely injure him while I was, ah, not myself. Camille is very happy now that my thinking is clear, and I'm not confusing her for my owner or anything. That in itself was rather bizarre... memories overlapping and making one large muddle puddle. Supposedly, my brain has healed, but I still have difficulty forming a telepathic thought... it will just take more time, I suppose. I am glad, however, that my spear was returned... though none of my other equipment ever turned up again, it can be easily replaced. That spear, however, is a very important gift to me... I'm not sure who brought it back, though. I must have been asleep when it was returned.
Omar ---
You know... ti's funny to watch a prissy little noble boy gut a worm and go fishing. It's even funnier to watch him talk about splitting a person's skull in half and splattering her brains everywhere. And y'know - Malta's one hell of a girl. And I'm not saying that just because of what we did in the restaurant restroom, either.
Freddy ---
Belinda is such a lovely, kind, sweet girl - she's staying at my place now. It's not much, I know, but we're happy. It's such a wonderful thing to be happy... deciding to put up with the inane fuzzy pink man was the best bad decision I ever made.
Ye gods. I need to work on more adventure stuff... heh, then again, I have an inch-thick pile of ARC notes in my clipboard that need transcribing too.
Tanya ---
Terry is so sweet, and kind. It's too bad his employers in Avel'Nikash are so terribly mean. I guess that people who work for other people have to take what they can get, in all walks of life. Still... he is not created for a master, he should not be treated in such a way. We went out this evening to see an elven singing choir, and a leupak singer... the music was so beautiful, I started to cry for some reason in the middle of it. I'm not sure why... I don't understand it. Terry didn't notice, I hope... he would've thought I was upset, I'm sure.
Alex Legarro ---
Hey, hey. Out of reclusion and into action... well, almost. We were just checking into the Black Rose Inn and enjoying a nice supper when we heard a report of a crypt problem - but it didn't seem like the three people really concerned with the problem were going to have much problems (a pyrokineticist and two angels should reasonably be able to blast an average crypt's denizens, after all), so we returned to the inn after seeing them safely through the threshold. All Things Dead and Rotting sounds like Gareth's idea of a child's playpen - we're going to have a look at it tomorrow.
Ari ---
I would just like all of you to know zhat zhe winged elves are just as bouncy in bed as in the common room. Heh heh heh.
Daron ---
I don't wanna be a cook at the inn and socialize and stuff... but Shidi and Arc say I need to, or else I'll turn into a completely dependent something or other... -=sniff=-
Mekista ---
For the record...
Yes, Finn's sort of cute. In a 'jaunty, usually watching your arse' sort of manner. He's like an elven Kimble. The only thing he really has going for him is repeated presence. Which, granted, is a factor I must account for, but... ah, well. I suppose it's stupid of me to be swayed by things... well... I suppose I'll make this simple, and just list all of the potentials, as Novan would put them... Now if only Novan would get it through his skull.
Kimble:
Good: Interested, intelligent, excellent artist, very generous.
Bad: Frequently missing, mostly thinks of sex, incredibly boring when involved in a technical conversation, poisoned by alcohol, drunk on citrus.
Finn:
Good: Similar species, amusing, friendly, tends to be about frequently.
Bad: Mostly thinks of sex, constant flirt, hard to talk to without ending up in a conversation about his chance of getting me naked.
Mayhem:
Good: Excellent friend, same species, matching sense of humor.
Bad: Not a lesbian, not single, not interested, not looking. Get it, you perverts?
Will:
Good: Quiet, sweet, friendly.
Bad: Clingy, depressive, self-esteem that makes Nef look strong-willed.
... you know, I think I should just not date anyone, and simply engage in solo sex for the rest of my life. It would certainly make things easier. It doesn't help that everyone from mortals to muns is interested in influencing matters... even Destiny seems to have it in for me.
Shawna ---
You know... aside from the fact that our new passenger thinks this outfit makes me look like an exotic dancer (where on Nexus did -that- come from?) this has been a rather enjoyable trip. Talk about getting away from it all - it's hard to get much farther.
Mirri ---
I think I owe Nef an apology. I'm not sure, but I may have attempted to severely injure him while I was, ah, not myself. Camille is very happy now that my thinking is clear, and I'm not confusing her for my owner or anything. That in itself was rather bizarre... memories overlapping and making one large muddle puddle. Supposedly, my brain has healed, but I still have difficulty forming a telepathic thought... it will just take more time, I suppose. I am glad, however, that my spear was returned... though none of my other equipment ever turned up again, it can be easily replaced. That spear, however, is a very important gift to me... I'm not sure who brought it back, though. I must have been asleep when it was returned.
Omar ---
You know... ti's funny to watch a prissy little noble boy gut a worm and go fishing. It's even funnier to watch him talk about splitting a person's skull in half and splattering her brains everywhere. And y'know - Malta's one hell of a girl. And I'm not saying that just because of what we did in the restaurant restroom, either.
Freddy ---
Belinda is such a lovely, kind, sweet girl - she's staying at my place now. It's not much, I know, but we're happy. It's such a wonderful thing to be happy... deciding to put up with the inane fuzzy pink man was the best bad decision I ever made.