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Nov 09, 2008 14:25

[Wheezing]

Ugh. The air here is harsh and dry and empty.

I'm parched. Where can I get something to drink? Water from the sink in my washroom is... lacking. I'm practically ready to eat my boots, too.

manalicious, hay he should meet some people, would you like some mana with that, no not you mana-erol-mun (tho ilu), he's still sane for now

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shadesofeco November 9 2008, 07:54:33 UTC
There's a bar on deck eight if you're looking for more than water to drink.

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[commentlog] shadesofeco November 9 2008, 10:24:31 UTC
[Peering at the bottle, he shrugs and hands it over.]

Beats me, tastes pretty good though.

[Catching Haellyn's eye and raising an eyebrow quizzically.]

What?

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[commentlog] demonsinmymind November 9 2008, 10:32:04 UTC
[DO IT NOW DO IT DO IT DOITDOITDOITDOITDOITDOIT]

N-Nothing.

[He shakes his head a bit, as if blinking away exhaustion or confusion, and takes the glass from him, knocking it back and downing the remainder of its contents. It burns faintly with the taste of alcohol, but it's not too strong.

Haellyn sets the glass down on the counter with a clack and an "ahhhh." The cold liquid seems to warm him from the inside, and his mana starvation calms just slightly.]

...Thanks. I apologize. What was it you asked me earlier? Oh. I'm a warlock. A blood elf.

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[commentlog] shadesofeco November 9 2008, 10:46:40 UTC
[Jak nods and refills Haellyn's glass.]

Warlock blood elf? Never heard of it.

Where are you from? Spargus?

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[commentlog] demonsinmymind November 9 2008, 10:54:25 UTC
No. I'm from a place called Quel'thalas. [He gladly downs it again, although it's not quite the chug from before.]

[Alright, new plan. When he turns away, you summon me again, yeah? Then you can pull the life right outta his fucking body - that'd feel good wouldn't it? - and then I'll nuke him. Easy. No sweat.]

[Haellyn frowns and suddenly bursts out, his eyes staring blankly at the counter]

I'm not summoning you again, it's taking too much out of me.

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[commentlog] shadesofeco November 9 2008, 11:05:43 UTC
[Refilling his own glass, eyeing Haellyn critically. He seemed unsettled, but then he had only just arrived on the ship.]

Those demons like to talk a lot, huh?

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[commentlog] demonsinmymind November 9 2008, 11:09:50 UTC
Huh? Ah... yes.

[Haellyn sees the critical glance out of the corner of his eye, and can't help but feel incredibly annoyed and offended by it. Why always with that glance? Stop it. Stop.]

[KILL HIM]

...Stop looking at me like that. Yes, they talk a lot. Right now, they're...

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[commentlog] shadesofeco November 9 2008, 11:12:09 UTC
[Jak raises an eyebrow, then scowls.]

Right now they're what.

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[commentlog] demonsinmymind November 9 2008, 11:28:19 UTC
[Look at that. Xchatanal. Look at that fucking mug, Hal. You gonna stand for that?]

[Tear him to shreds. Kill him! Drain him dry, and kill him.]

[It'll make you feel better. You can give the leftovers to me, and it'll make you feel better.]

[He's a mongrel! Kill--]

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[commentlog] demonsinmymind November 9 2008, 11:29:55 UTC
[WHAM

Haellyn suddenly lashes out at Jak, his hand awkwardly striking out at his face in a kinda-punch-not-really-a-punch way, before going to grab his throat]

SHUT UP

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[commentlog] shadesofeco November 9 2008, 11:34:34 UTC
[Jerking back at the punch, grimacing at the fingers clawing for his throat.]

The hell--

[His barstool clatters to the ground behind him.]

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[commentlog] demonsinmymind November 9 2008, 11:44:20 UTC
[YES YES yesyesyesyesyesyesyesye heehee!]

I --

[Still clawing at Jak's neck and glaring at him in rage, he gets up from his own stool in pursuit, his other hand moving forward in Haellyn's effort to strangle him. But just as quickly as Haellyn's demeanor had gone from stressed to bloodlust, he seems to pause and blink to himself. His expression softens, and he stares at Jak gently in confusion.]

...what? What.

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[commentlog] shadesofeco November 9 2008, 11:50:46 UTC
[Haellyn is deceptively strong, and Jak claws at the hands squeezing around his throat, gasping for air as he backs up. Digging his fingers in, he tries to pry the foreign hands away, struggling to protest, but nothing past choked gasps escape his lips.]

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Re: [commentlog] demonsinmymind November 9 2008, 11:54:17 UTC
[Realization sweeps across his face and he jerks his hands away, gaping at him]

Ah... no. I'm sorry. For the Sunwell's sake... argh. Are you alright?

[Frowning in guilt, he leans back in towards him a little in concern, too self-concious now to lay a comforting hand on his shoulder]

[Awwww. Pussy.]

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[commentlog] shadesofeco November 9 2008, 12:00:57 UTC
[Coughing, he catches his breath, glaring fiercely at Haellyn, one hand nursing his throat as the other braces against the bar.]

The ... the HELL was that for?

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[commentlog] demonsinmymind November 9 2008, 12:07:57 UTC
[He looks down at the ground in confusion, anger, shame. He'd done it again. He'd let his demons get a hold of him.

Shaking his head, he reaches over to his glass on the bar, downs the remaining alcohol, and turns, walking to the entrance of the bar to leave.

Had to get out of here. In his mind, he can hear his demons giggling. They might not have got what they wanted, but they always love to see their captor in anguish.]

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