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[arrogantwarlord]

*Enter one tall, rather ridiculously good-looking Warlord Prince. You might note that he's got a rather large pair of batlike wings, along with yellow eyes, a charmingly dangerous smile, and an Ebon-gray Jewel. Anyway, he'll look around and shrug, raising an eyebrow*

Well, this sure as hell isn't Kaeleer. I am Daemonar Yaslana.

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[shinierthenyou]

*stares curiously* Hi.

[arrogantwarlord]

*eyebrow raise* Lady.

[shinierthenyou]

*this gets him a giggle* You can call me Geia. Or Euphengeia, if you like, but that's a mouthful.

[arrogantwarlord]

*and his eyes will darken a bit at the giggle, especially if it was a flirtatious one* --You already know my name, so there's no point in my repeating it.

[shinierthenyou]

*it was more of a giggle of disbelief then anything else - no one has ever called the shiny one a lady* It's nice to meet you.

*gestures to the room* And this is the madhouse.

[arrogantwarlord]

Can't be any worse than Grandpapa Saetan's. *grins*

[shinierthenyou]

Then I bet you'll get along just fine here. *beams*

[arrogantwarlord]

Oh, will I? Glad to hear it, I suppose.