Tiltjuice wrote:Her eyes lit up in early morning palest sky blue and she gave him a mischief-filled look. "Perfect! I was hoping you'd say that! Targets...I owe Luce for something. And the crazy rabbit that hangs out at our place sometimes - he's fun to mess with. How about you? Anyone you would like to prank?"
They'd reached the building, by then.
"Other than the personification? No, but Luce would work," Hans agreed. He opened the door for Chrys. "You know more about his personality. What do you have in mind?"
Torsiedelle wrote:"Greetings, upside-down man!", Dimitrus greeted in a laid-back manner. "I don't believe we have met before. You are new to this place?"
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As if drawn to the location by the scent of alcohol and sin, a group of grey-skinned guards piled into Chaos. Their leader, Azarath, marched straight up to the bar and laid down a small bag of gold pieces.
"I'll take a mead, if ya got it. Flin would be better, too. T'night's a party!"
Will was disappointed that the fight had come to an end before he could get his money's worth. He sighed and turned his body to look at Dimitrus.
"I'm Will. I don't think we've met. Now we have, and you're Dimitrus!" He flashed a gleaming, sharp-toothed smile to her.
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Meanwhile, in Chaos, the mead began to flow!