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[color=1a7b30]Time:[/color] Noon
[color=1a7b30]Location:[/color] Baelde's restaurant
[color=1a7b30]Interaction:[/color][@Alivefalling]-Kyran [@MissCapnCrunch] Dionaea [@princess] Risa[/center]

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A look of pure shock and horror crossed over Elsea’s face as Risa explained what had happened earlier that morning. Then anger began to take over and part of her wished she wouldn’t have extinguished the fire she’d started in his lap. [color=1a7b30]”What that little good for nothing…”[/color] She began, trying to find the right words to fit what she was feeling. [color=1a7b30]”MHAC NA GALLA!”[/color] She ended up shouting in Gaelic, but then took a breath as she realized she may attract some unwanted attention. [color=1a7b30]”Risa I’m so sorry he did that to you, but if you can please try to put him out of your mind. He’s nothing but a liar. He did the same damn thing to me. He’s nothing but a skirt-chasing blaggard.”[/color] She told her, calmer than before, but the anger was still evident. She took a bite of her food, trying to show Risa that her appetite hadn’t been ruined at all, but it seemed to be quite the angry motion as she grumbled a few more curse words.

After a few moments she felt even calmer and decided to speak again. [color=1a7b30]”Let’s go shopping and forget all about that deceiving fairy shall we?”[/color] She gave Risa her brightest and happiest smile after having finished her meal. She also took a brief moment to glance at Kyran, trying to give him a look that pleaded for him to keep his cool as best he could. She knew she had lost it and wouldn’t be surprised if he did as well, if not more so, but right now they needed to get Risa in a better mood.


*Mhac na galla basically means son of a bitch