The Liquid Wallaby - Midnight in Melanthine (Transition!)

[Barboneia]

Armund snatches the paper from him and reads it.

Beneath the scribbles of cartoonishly proportioned Culdranths, explosions, and "I like turtles", there's also "I'm doing a thing, be back in a day or two. Or right now. I dunno."

Armund rips up the paper and groans.

[Arcturus Novus]

Between haggard breaths, Ven asks, "...he's not coming back, is he?"

'No....most likely. Sorry.'

He sighs. He reaches over the bar, grabs a wine bottle, and pours another glass. "To the present, I suppose. It can only get better from here."

[Chaos Crescent]

'No....most likely. Sorry.'

He sighs. He reaches over the bar, grabs a wine bottle, and pours another glass. "To the present, I suppose. It can only get better from here."

'For you see for others it'll just continue being the same or worse.'

Fellows his example and takes another bottle and drinks straight from it. He begins humming a cheery song.

[Arcturus Novus]

He sighs. He reaches over the bar, grabs a wine bottle, and pours another glass. "To the present, I suppose. It can only get better from here."

'For you see for others it'll just continue being the same or worse.'

Fellows his example and takes another bottle and drinks straight from it. He begins humming a cheery song.

"...hey, Drake, do you know anywhere that I can pawn jewelry to?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Beneath the scribbles of cartoonishly proportioned Culdranths, explosions, and "I like turtles", there's also "I'm doing a thing, be back in a day or two. Or right now. I dunno."

Armund rips up the paper and groans.

Woot.

In the meantime, Caramehl emerges from the basement, coughing and hacking loudly, her face covered in soot.

[Chaos Crescent]

'For you see for others it'll just continue being the same or worse.'

Fellows his example and takes another bottle and drinks straight from it. He begins humming a cheery song.

"...hey, Drake, do you know anywhere that I can pawn jewelry to?"

'How much do you have and want? I'll take them.'

Armund rips up the paper and groans.

Woot.

In the meantime, Caramehl emerges from the basement, coughing and hacking loudly, her face covered in soot.

She may get a wave from Drake a brief one then that would be it.

[Arcturus Novus]

"...hey, Drake, do you know anywhere that I can pawn jewelry to?"

'How much do you have and want? I'll take them.'

Ven pulls out a small box, containing a simple gold band with what looks like Latin text etched on the interior. "This is all I have. I figure it won't be put to use. You can have it, I Idon't need the money. I just need it away from me." He finishes his glass, and pours another.

[Barboneia]

Armund rips up the paper and groans.

Woot.

In the meantime, Caramehl emerges from the basement, coughing and hacking loudly, her face covered in soot.

Armund slowly looks over. He raises an eyebrow.
"...But I thought you were away, doing something?"

[Chaos Crescent]

'How much do you have and want? I'll take them.'

Ven pulls out a small box, containing a simple gold band with what looks like Latin text etched on the interior. "This is all I have. I figure it won't be put to use. You can have it, I Idon't need the money. I just need it away from me." He finishes his glass, and pours another.

'You know.... no nevermind.'

He takes the box putting into another box which starts melting it. He finishes his bottle and gets another.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Woot.

In the meantime, Caramehl emerges from the basement, coughing and hacking loudly, her face covered in soot.

Armund slowly looks over. He raises an eyebrow.
"...But I thought you were away, doing something?"

"I was. Then I got bored of it and went home. Teleportation spells are kind of finicky, though." She wipes her face. "Scared the shit out of the basement dwellers."

[Arcturus Novus]

Ven pulls out a small box, containing a simple gold band with what looks like Latin text etched on the interior. "This is all I have. I figure it won't be put to use. You can have it, I Idon't need the money. I just need it away from me." He finishes his glass, and pours another.

'You know.... no nevermind.'

He takes the box putting into another box which starts melting it. He finishes his bottle and gets another.

"I'm gonna... I'm getting some air. I'll be back." He then stands up and walks out the door.

[Barboneia]

Armund slowly looks over. He raises an eyebrow.
"...But I thought you were away, doing something?"

"I was. Then I got bored of it and went home. Teleportation spells are kind of finicky, though." She wipes her face. "Scared the shit out of the basement dwellers."

"Ok, ok, uh..."
Armund gulps and fiddles with his tie.
"...Caramehl... Do... Do you want to... Go steady?"

[Chaos Crescent]

'You know.... no nevermind.'

He takes the box putting into another box which starts melting it. He finishes his bottle and gets another.

"I'm gonna... I'm getting some air. I'll be back." He then stands up and walks out the door.

'Sure...'

He shrugged and finds a fridge and takes items out to make a meal.

Armund slowly looks over. He raises an eyebrow.
"...But I thought you were away, doing something?"

"I was. Then I got bored of it and went home. Teleportation spells are kind of finicky, though." She wipes her face. "Scared the shit out of the basement dwellers."

'HI CARMA! BYE CARMA!'

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"I was. Then I got bored of it and went home. Teleportation spells are kind of finicky, though." She wipes her face. "Scared the shit out of the basement dwellers."

"Ok, ok, uh..."
Armund gulps and fiddles with his tie.
"...Caramehl... Do... Do you want to... Go steady?"

"... I live life in the fast lane, you should know that." She says, probably not getting what he was referring to.

'HI CARMA! BYE CARMA!'

"HI GUY WHO'S SCREAMING FOR NO REASON, MAN, IT WOULD BE A SHAME IF THERE WERE YOUNG CHILDREN HERE TO GET SCARED OF ALL THIS SCREAMING!"

[Arcturus Novus]

"Ok, ok, uh..."
Armund gulps and fiddles with his tie.
"...Caramehl... Do... Do you want to... Go steady?"

"... I live life in the fast lane, you should know that." She says, probably not getting what he was referring to.

'HI CARMA! BYE CARMA!'

"HI GUY WHO'S SCREAMING FOR NO REASON, MAN, IT WOULD BE A SHAME IF THERE WERE YOUNG CHILDREN HERE TO GET SCARED OF ALL THIS SCREAMING!"

"WHY THE HELL IS EVERYONE SO LOUD?!"

[Barboneia]

"Ok, ok, uh..."
Armund gulps and fiddles with his tie.
"...Caramehl... Do... Do you want to... Go steady?"

"... I live life in the fast lane, you should know that." She says, probably not getting what he was referring to.

"...You do mean I meant, like, us becoming girlfriend and boyfriend, right?"

[Chaos Crescent]

"Ok, ok, uh..."
Armund gulps and fiddles with his tie.
"...Caramehl... Do... Do you want to... Go steady?"

"... I live life in the fast lane, you should know that." She says, probably not getting what he was referring to.

'HI CARMA! BYE CARMA!'

"HI GUY WHO'S SCREAMING FOR NO REASON, MAN, IT WOULD BE A SHAME IF THERE WERE YOUNG CHILDREN HERE TO GET SCARED OF ALL THIS SCREAMING!"

'WELL THERE ISN'T. I am sorry for the yelling.'

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"... I live life in the fast lane, you should know that." She says, probably not getting what he was referring to.

"...You do mean I meant, like, us becoming girlfriend and boyfriend, right?"

"Oh, I thought you meant you wanted me to talk slower. But shit, that works. It might keep a few of the celebrity stalkers off my back."

[Barboneia]

"...You do mean I meant, like, us becoming girlfriend and boyfriend, right?"

"Oh, I thought you meant you wanted me to talk slower. But shit, that works. It might keep a few of the celebrity stalkers off my back."

"...YAY!"
He jumps into her arms, hugging her tightly.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Oh, I thought you meant you wanted me to talk slower. But shit, that works. It might keep a few of the celebrity stalkers off my back."

"...YAY!"
He jumps into her arms, hugging her tightly.

She hugs him back, looking around. "I gotta talk to my agent now, see if I drag you on set with me."

[Barboneia]

"...YAY!"
He jumps into her arms, hugging her tightly.

She hugs him back, looking around. "I gotta talk to my agent now, see if I drag you on set with me."

"Ooh, acting? I was in the drama club in school!"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

She hugs him back, looking around. "I gotta talk to my agent now, see if I drag you on set with me."

"Ooh, acting? I was in the drama club in school!"

"It's like acting except you don't really act, you have to do shitty reality television stuff." Caramehl scratches her head. "Nobody ever hires me for serious stuff, barring that documentary."

[Barboneia]

"Ooh, acting? I was in the drama club in school!"

"It's like acting except you don't really act, you have to do shitty reality television stuff." Caramehl scratches her head. "Nobody ever hires me for serious stuff, barring that documentary."

"You could ask your agent to get us a cameo on a show or something! Have you ever seen 'Majesty And Mastery', which is like Downton Abbey but with the Swedish monarchy instead? We should try and get an appearance on that show!"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"It's like acting except you don't really act, you have to do shitty reality television stuff." Caramehl scratches her head. "Nobody ever hires me for serious stuff, barring that documentary."

"You could ask your agent to get us a cameo on a show or something! Have you ever seen 'Majesty And Mastery', which is like Downton Abbey but with the Swedish monarchy instead? We should try and get an appearance on that show!"

"That could work... but somehow, I really doubt there were a lot of Culdranth in medieval Sweden. They're probably overrunning the place nowadays, but in medieval times? Doubtful."

[Barboneia]

"You could ask your agent to get us a cameo on a show or something! Have you ever seen 'Majesty And Mastery', which is like Downton Abbey but with the Swedish monarchy instead? We should try and get an appearance on that show!"

"That could work... but somehow, I really doubt there were a lot of Culdranth in medieval Sweden. They're probably overrunning the place nowadays, but in medieval times? Doubtful."

"We could act as a diplomatic party coming to consult with the Swedes!"