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Catching Up
You're not sure if you should be here. You know that the Scoundrels don't have a formal battle plan, and you won't do anything until you hear from Scoff, but you're not sure if that give you the freedom to pal around with all and sundry. But it's just Alice, right? Just Alice. You know her. And she'll understand if you get called off to help one of the others.
You try not to make a big deal out of it, so you just get out some beers and a few pretzels. Like a bar, but...not. It's not a big deal. You're just gonna sit and hear what Alice has to say. On your couch.
Even if you're a bit nervous, it sounds like a good time. So, while you watch the windows and glance at your watch, you smile. And when Alice finally arrives, you open the door with a grin to welcome her.
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Downer
Why this?
Why now?
All she wanted was a day or two of relative peace. Maybe a week. Frankly, she could use a whole damn vacation at this point. But no rest for the wicked, she supposed. She set her tired eyes on the horizon and walked.
Missy was quickly growing sick with worry. Both for her moirail who was apparently back to dealing hard drugs (to cops no less), and her roommate who was apparently purchasing them.
She wasn't sure which made her feel worse. But regardless, in combination, she felt she might very well vomit. Fortunately she hadn't quite had much to eat today, and she reached Alice's house without any such unpleasant events.
She knocked on the door taking a deep exhausted breath.
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badtripfixer started following you:
You feel...familiar.
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Broadcast Message [2]
Scout retrieved
Physically fine
Mentally: unknown
Sleeping right now.
He'll be here [location.txt]
[private message to Bawd, Deadeye]
I'm going to need your help.
#nefariousbelladonna#dismaldescrier#adaringnightmare#mischievouspicasso#badtripfixer#fluttersleuth#ultraviolentdiamonds
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Oh believe me I am gonna avoid the thought of my brother deep kiss throating me as much as possible
I’m sorry. I know , i forgot.
Not gonna happen again, less with your brother involved, i didn’t think that too much hu?.
Sorry man.
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The Purrfect Match
It's with no small amount of nervousness that you make your way to the pet shelter. They may have liked Deadeye, but Deadeye doesn't have any horrors in him. You were super lucky with Diameownds, and you're steeling yourself for when the kittens inevitably run away from you. You doubt you're going to be actually prepared for it when it happens, though.
Still, you can't say that you aren't a little excited when you enter the shelter. You love animals, especially cats, and getting another one to give your princess someone else to spend time with is...well, it's excellent. You do try not to show much of your emotion as you wait for Alice in the lobby, however, because it'd be bad form to be overwhelming.
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Classy Dame
You make sure to get your suit properly tailored before you make reservations, and you're fortunate enough to get a good place set up for a decent time, despite the lateness of the arrangements. You drive the car around to Alice's apartment, but make sure that it's not parked right out front-you don't want too much attention, after all. You make your way up to the apartment, fixing your cuffs, and knock a few times before smoothing back your hair to cover the thinning areas. You don't have a hat tonight. You are mostly sure that Alice doesn't mind your...deficiency.
You hold yourself as tall as you can, but maybe it won't be enough. You haven't talked properly with Alice for a long time, and hopefully-hopefully-things haven't gotten too bad. You're not sure if maybe you made her angry with something you said, or something you did. But you want to talk with her.
And maybe, you can get her to smile.
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Chirp Chirp Here Comes My Derp
It's late, and it's cold out, but a friend needed her somewhere so it's not like she had to think twice. She gave the sleeping Die a swift kiss on the cheek, quietly promising she'd be back soon, and bounded out the door.
It'd been a while since they'd gotten to talk properly anyway. It would be good to see her.
Hopefully, she thought, for once she wouldn't mess things up and start another argument. Hopefully this time she'd do things right and be a good friend for once. Like she always meant to be.
This time I'll get it right...
She tried not to be too loud arriving, remembering that Alice had said that Brawler was sleeping.
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Meeting high up
--How come this was his first meeting with someone from the city, not it wasn't Scout, or Deadeye, not even an Scoundrel, no, it was Alice. He didn't fix himself much, he went very casual and he was slightly hoping he didn't meet any of his old clients. That would have been very embarasing.
He doubted anyone would recognize him at this point anyway, it has been a long time.
He thought that was great, at least for Brawler that was really good actually. Meeting new faces was always good and he could get more inside information about certain topics.
Also drink as and feeling once more like in home was a good thing.
He rethought this again, meet someone who he just met a few hours ago without the inmidiate threat of a murder or a kidnap. Yes Brawler you still got it. But instead of feeding his ego he decided to go ahead and ask for a coffee. Half-caff caramel soy late with nutmeg.
Good thing that he realised this was a bar before embarassing himself, well, okay, too much ego, how about some uh... he is asking por a piña colada, how about that.
Now where this lady could be.--
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Merry Christmas Mikky! a lovely interpretation, a lovely person behind the character. to one of the brightest people i know.
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badtripfixer replied to your post:It is far too quiet tonight, don’t you think?
then make some noise ;)
I am very tempted.
Would you like to join me?
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candyandsharks replied to your post: badtripfixer said:► Tell me somet...
I demand pictures
Wow, as if I just show my butt around like some guy's alien dicks.
Just like that? Not even a dinner?
Wow nice, can i touch? 8) to see if that’s truth.
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Professional Horrorterror Extraction
You are so not ready for this. So very not ready. And yet the thought of another realized Terror anywhere near you makes your blood course in fury, makes the beast lurking under your darkest thoughts thrash and rage and howl for the bloodletting.
You don't succumb to it, just pack a few essential items into your inventory. Alice is right, there's a sort of psychic field you're attuned to, and other Horrorterrors show up like sucking voids in it. You compensate for Bawd, Innovator and Doxy, automatically ignoring those familiar blights in your minds eye.
The adress still helps. You're not prepared for the jump but you rip open space anyway, hurtle through the cold black nothing beyond reality.
You slam into a door, and you are supremely satisfied you've still got all your limbs. You knock heavily, feel your gut churn and sweat gather at the nape of your neck. You ignore that.
You have a job to do here.
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Did she say first date
--Jack jumped off the couch and started to clean the living room, he also cleaned his bed/couch. He tried his best with it of course, not like a blind man could do a perfect cleaning service. For example he didn't clean any of the portal lines on the wall or anything, he just stacked the notes and papers in one pile. He made sure the portal was close, he didn't want anything comming in accidentally.
He checked the ktichen for food making sure nothing smelled like putrid just in case she wanted something, and after that he slumped on his with a coupel of papers in hand.
He practice a couple of party tricks spells on the mean time, he hoped this was enough to entretein Alice.
Oh righ. Clean his eye sockets before opening the door and put the aviators back on. Now he is ready.--
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badtripfixer replied to your post:I. I’m not sure but. I- I think I m-might be…...
Well if it doesn’t hurt but feels weird then it must be happyness
It... It sort of hurts? It's... a l-little overwhelming, b-but that might be because I've- I've never felt it before?
#badtripfixer#I'm pretty much always miserable but...#this is is a light sort of feeling#rather than feeling weighed down
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Nursemaid
You get on your larger coat, bundling up for a trip, and get yourself into the car before taking a moment to settle down. You'd gotten into a mess with Alice, now she's in trouble, and she's...hurt. You should've asked. You should've been there to help.
You force yourself to start driving, and make your way to Alice's place as quickly as you can. You can change bandages. It isn't hard. You can manage that.
You make your way to Alice's door and knock, before realizing it might be hard for her to stand. Instead, you let yourself in, and carefully step inside before slipping off your shoes.
"Alice? Shit, ho-Alice, are you getting-how are you-what do y' want me to do?"
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