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The Old Routine [event]

Dec 29, 2006 02:27

Who: Dante Sparda [stylishflair] and anyone else.
Where: Miscellaneous Back Alleyways.
When: Thursday, December 28th, 7:30am
Notes: lol, event. :D It was kind of meant to be a main event but then my muse failed me. D: So the main event-age will be left to my lovely co-mod. Comment? o-o The more the merrier~.
The Christmas cheer was gone, and much of the snow ( Read more... )

dante

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the_su_girl December 28 2006, 16:03:56 UTC

"Awww, it's okies, Dante-kun." Misha beamed, clutching a gift-wrapped box with a pink bow on top. Her wings were somewhat visible from behind her back.

She marched over to the demon hunted and, ignoring the dead creature he had just slain, handed the box to him with a wide grin on her face. "I tracked yas down. Merry Christymas, su!"

[ OOC: ...I'm sorry. I plague you with Misha. ]

the_su_girl December 28 2006, 16:04:34 UTC

[ OOC: Aaaand more importantly, I forgot that the demon was le disintegrated. DX This is not my morning. ]

knelled December 29 2006, 04:32:40 UTC

The wave of Free Magic had hit her swiftly along with a wave of nausea at the same strength. Mogget clinging fast to her shoulders with his claws, Sabriel had broken out into a run, drawing her sword from it's leather sheath. She'd only just arrived in the city, and already there was trouble? And not Dead, something far worse, a Free Magic being...

Just as she skidded into the alleyway though, the presence left her, and all the young woman was faced with was a strange man and a little girl wearing some toy wings. She took a moment to blink, wondering how she could've been wrong.

"Nicely done, Abhorsen," Mogget teased in her ear, white cat-ears twitching.

stylishflair December 29 2006, 10:22:47 UTC

"Misha?" Dante was relieved to see her, but that relief was short-lived as Sabriel rounded the corner. Turning to face her properly (and realising with some dismay that hiding Rebellion would be impossible; then again, she appeared to be armed too), he glanced her over. Maybe she's a demon hunter... well, too late, job's mine!

Giving a little wave and nodding to Sabriel out of some vague sense of politeness, he then turned his attention back to Misha. Or, rather, the box Misha had just given him. "Uh, what's this?" he questioned, idly wondering how to politely inform the newcomer that she had best take her demon-hunting business elsewhere.

(OOC: Misha-Sabriel-Dante, yes? o-o)