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Tagress: Park
"I think the red will do nicely, this one should be light and fruity. Anyone else want anything?"

"Bloody hell!" Moira exclaimed. She immediately headed over to the booze basket and plonked herself on the floor right beside it. Artist, fashionista and a brilliant host too! "I'll have everythin'." After a quick browse she pointed to a bottle, and Dylan quickly set about opening it up and pouring her a glass.

She wasted no time in shedding her jacket and folding it neatly to one side, which did reveal her still bandaged forearm and shoulder, although the place was secluded enough that she no longer cared. She just wanted to expose a bit more skin so she got a better tan. Thankfully for all those present however, she didn't decide to get her leggings off as well. Mainly because she hadn't applied her dubious tan enhancer to her legs.

"Tah," she said a little absent-mindedly when Dylan offered her the glass. It was one of those pink ones, whatever they were called. Rosies or whatever, she didn't know. Then she gave it a sip...

And spat it right back out again. Syed recoiled in suprise and just a little bit of disgust. "Gah! This is like soda! Does it even have any booze in it?" She shoved the glass towards her partner, the contents sloshing all over the grassy ground and a little up one of his rediculously long legs as she did so. Eh, he was a wuss when it came to alcohol. She was sure he'd probably drink it.

He frowned at the glass. Lovely, all he wanted today was a glass of rose with a little bit of spitback. He took it anyway and immediately placed it on the floor. He had no intention of drinking it at all.

She went a beer instead, one which had a name she knew she definately liked. "Ey, you ever tried one of these?" she called out to her favourite haughty cleric, holding the bottle above her head as to show the label.

Syed leaned back a little, looking up to the the few whispy clouds which drifted high up in the brilliant blue sky. "Yeah, it really is a good day..." he said a little bit too late in response to Marcus. To think, that someone would threaten a world as beautiful as this.

Moira fixed her unblinking gaze on Lucien. "You can make a bear, can't you? Do that one first."

Syed laughed a little. Well, that was typically rude of her. "You're pretty much a bear yourself."

"Piss off."
Yeah, Pach is exactly a month older than me, haha!

And hahahahaha yeah this RP has been amazing. I'm not even much of an RPer and my attention span is awful but it's kept my attention for yeah, a year now. That's all thanks to you all for being brilliant and having such brilliant characters, haha!

I can't imagine the RP without any of you, I love you all omg *rolls away*

<--- Oh and this is pusheen pikachu hahahahahaha! Gotta keep that pusheen theme!



Tagress Guild
"...Moira, this is the opposite of what you needed..."

"Eh, it was on offer," Moira shrugged.

"Was it??? Moira I was there!" Syed tensed his hands at either side of his head as they walked. "I just think this is a bad idea. I wouldn't even touch this stuff."

Moira sucked through her teeth. "I just want to try and get a tan, just this once you know? I mean I've gone the colour of sour milk. It's gross." She sighed. "I probably look about dead."

Syed snorted. "But this is pretty much cooking oil!"

"It says tan enhancer, actually," Moira said with her chin raised a little. Although the effect was lost when the person she was speaking to was well over a foot taller than her. "I'll have a lovely golden hue in no time!"

"You shouldn't be ashamed of what the Gods gave you, you know? They have their reasons."

"Says you."

"Says my mum, actually."

Moira stopped stared at him incredulously with her lip slightly curled. Still, she saw no reason to repeat her stance on the matter of the gods yet again. They just had to agree to disagree on that one. Either way, it looked like they had just managed to get back in time. And without getting lost! She did her usual trick of kicking the door wide open, causing Syed to start at the loud noise. He'll never get used to that.

...And they nearly went crashing straight into Nikki.

"OI!" Moira yelled, sounding almost offended. Only for a second though. "You weren't going to up and run off without us, were you?!"

Syed glanced around, spotting Dylan was still absent, along with now Julius and Celeste too. Well, they sounded pretty enthusiastic about it earlier. They must have been getting ready too, right? "Patience is a virtue you know," he laughed. "We aren't even the last ones back!"

"Good! Gives me a chance to put this stuff on," Moira huffed, before promptly snatching the bottle from Syed's grasp and about dousing herself with the contents. "Nobody wants to borrow this right?"

Syed firmly introduced his face to his palm.
I'm seconding the good luck! And good luck to everyone really, what with all these exams and homeworks and just plain old works and all this chaos going on right now. Hopefully dropping your shit shift helps you feel less overworked all the time Rex!

And sorry I didn't comment on this yesterday (I was pretty knackered lmao) but that gunbound game looks confusing as hell haha! Still, I'm glad you know my pain with that one :P

You know, it occured to me the other day that the RP is almost a year old now. Oh my god.

And I didn't end up going my friend's in the end. I felt pretty ill after work so I was like bleeeergh and went and had a nap instead haha!

[EDIT]: Looks like avatars are now customisable! WOOOOOOO :D



Tagress Guild
"Well, I'm glad you survived that one," Syed grinned. "I wouldn't want to cross Estelle these days." He looked at Estelle's perplexed expression for a moment, her hair a mess and her mouth still stuffed with food, and found he couldn't hold in his laughter for much longer.

"Hahaha! Sorry, sorry! Nobody's blown anything." He leaned back in his chair a little, pushing his fringe back as he looked to the ceiling. Maybe it was just because they were finally out of the hospital. He didn't know. But he was just so happy. "Nobody's blown anything."

Moira looked at him like he had grown an extra head or something. Alright, alright, steady on. Leaning forwards, she grabbed a handful of chips from Syed's plate. He had pushed it towards Nikki as a gesture that she was free to help herself if she wanted, and as far as Moira was concerned that was free pickings.

As she continued to scoff her face, she looked around to the others at the table. It was funny really. How much she was getting used to them just being around. It was like... it was like she was home again. Not the home she left when they began this adventure - when she thought about it, that stopped truely being home when her son moved out. Even Syed's presence did little to lessen that feeling. After all, how could you miss someone who couldn't ever leave your side?

No. Home wasn't a set place anymore. Home was wherever these people were. Even now, despite her nonchalant act, a small part of her mind wondered where Trent and Don were. She knew they'd be fine, but her mind had been keeping tabs. She couldn't help it.

Gods damned mothering instinct. She wished it'd piss off.

Dylan had dismissed himself from the table and already began to make arrangements. Once he had called out to the others how long they had Syed stood up too, taking a couple of the chips which remained on his plate and giving them a nibble. "We'd better get ready too."

"What? Why?" Moira looked up to him with a scowl. "We're already ready!"

"Well it depends if you want to go a shade of tomato or not," he grinned. Moira swung at him, which he narrowly avoided. He had a point though. She was very fair, and hadn't been outside much over the last month at all. At this stage she'd probably burn if the sun so much as looked at her, so it might be an idea to get some suncream on.

"Fine," she spat a little resentfully, shoving pretty much all the food she had left into her mouth all at once. Which was one hell of a feat. Then she downed both her glasses too. "Back in a bit I... actually, do we have any left? I'm sure we've used it up."

Syed frowned a little. It had been so long since they had used any, he couldn't remember anymore. "I'm... I'm not sure. I guess we could nip to a pharmacist really quick?"
Nah it shows, and I've had to do a speed edit on my post to accomodate it lmao. We always end up posting around the same times haha!

Now I'd better go bed else I'm gonna regret it in the morning hahahahaha.

Everybody your characters <3 <3 <3 <3 <3



Tagress Guild
"Hey!" called out an obnoxiously loud, booming voice from behind them. "Nobody touched my food did they?"

Moira loomed behind a couple of seats, a drink in each hand... of the alcoholic variety of course. For once she was quite covered up, with the jacket Don chose for her before they set off to Vandrell, and a pair of opaque tights under her skirt. In fact, she looked pretty much in full health... which is pretty much what she was aiming for. After all, the bandaging she still had on one forearm and her shoulder did not do her tough persona any favours. No, she was hiding that shit. Just as long as nobody patted her shoulder, nobody would be smashing through any windows backwards. It was all good.

She weaved between the two seats before plonking herself heavily in the seat which much like Estelle had some pretty massive portions laid out in front of it. Well, she couldn't eat without something to wash it down, right? And boy, had she ever taken advantage of Tiberius' offer. That's Moira for you.

Syed, by her side as ever, gently eased himself in the seat between her and Marcus. In contrast to her he appeared to have healed up almost completely, with his worst cuts now hair thin, dotted lines of scabs which will probably dissapear over the next few days. Even his worst bruise, the one which at one point had practically covered half of his chest was gone. Shame the injury under there was still present. And probably will be for some time more. At least he was getting used to working around it.

To a stranger it might look like Moira was carrying both of their drinks to the table. But no they were just for her, her drink which was to accompany her food already downed before it even got to the table.

Moira almost immediately started wolfing down her meal, while Syed stared at his comparitively tiny serving of fries for a second before cautiously giving it a sniff. The events at Vandrell, followed by Elaine's toxic soup had really knocked his confidence with food for six. He's make his own food if he could. If other people weren't likely to spew fire at how spicy he made it. He didn't really know what he was looking for... sniffing for though. His sense of smell was decidedly average after all. It smelt good enough?

He remembered Trixie sniffing around her food at the manor. Oh geez was she rubbing off on him? That's a bit embarrassing, considering everything. But maybe she could smell something in it? She does sniff around things a lot.

Urgh, just eat it already before you get a complex.

"Now this is more like it!" Moira cheered, holding a glass in the air before chugging at the dark coloured liquid within. The food was better than that bland, tasteless hospital crap. Not that it stopped her scoffing her face with that too.

"Yeah, I think I'd have gone mad if I had to stay there any longer," Syed nodded. "You know I ended up counting how many ceiling tiles that room had in it. Twice." He turned to Marcus with a grin. The wind mage was looking towards Estelle, but he hoped he wouldn't mind him saying his piece. "Still, at least we're all back together. I don't think I ever got a chance to properly thank you for that, Marcus."

Suddenly his eyes widened, and his voice became hushed as he clapped his hands over his mouth. "Wait... does she know that?! I didn't just blow it did I oh geez I'm so sorry...!"

Moira turned her attention to the others at the table, listening idly to the conversation. Dylan was talking about a picnic, which she was a bit dismissive about for the two seconds or so until he said the word wine.

"Ey ey I'm up for it!" she cheered. "As long as it can go on the tab."

She shrugged at the mention of Don's whereabouts. Sod if she knew.
You gotta have crap weeks sometimes to remind you how good the good weeks are when they come around :) Keep on truckin' everybody!

I managed to humiliate myself on final fantasy this morning by using a limit break (a special guage that lets one member of a team do a super attack when full) on an add instead of the big boss :( It was the first time I'd used it with this class, and I was used to another class where it was an AoE so thought it'd hit the big boss too. NOPE. The amount of sarcastic comments in my feed right after that one... thank god I'll probably never see any of them again *hangs head in shame*

That song kind of makes me feel conflicted Pach D: I like the sound of it, but the lyrics are kind of depressing??? Bleh!

But other than that, all's good. Gotta go work now though uuuuurgh seeya all later!

Oh one last thing, my mate's having another catsitting do... tomorrow evening I think it is? I'll try and get my post in as always, but I might not be getting home til past midnight so we'll see.
Oh man that chicken soup looks really gooood! I'm sick as well so that looks seriously yummy to me right now. Seriously.

Someone get that disinfectant spray out haha!

Awww tsundre Amy, still, she's come some way since the start of the RP! Bless her.


Tagress Hospital: Recovery Ward
Syed clumsily flailed his long arms about, not entirely sure if he should resort to electrifying himself before he dropped dead from suffocation. Well a hospital is probably the best place to stop breathing, really. So there was that.

He didn't care about the somewhat questionable place she had pushed his face into. He had no interest in breasts, or a great ass, or a body in general. All he really cared about that she would get off his face. The experiance certainly wasn't comfortable for him, and it surely couldn't be comfortable for her with how angular his facial structure was, right? Although somehow, he got the impression that even if it did, she wouldn't be particularly bothered by it.

Once she finally released him - and not a moment too soon at that - she wasn't the only one with tears streaming down her face. His weren't born through slightly over-passionate love of his friends and collegues though. The love for not being dead maybe. He slumped back on his bed, his desperate racking breaths only sending more waves of pain across his chest. Oh gods it isn't going to be like this the whole time is it?! This was going to be a loooong three weeks.

Now lying flat on his back, he turned his head slowly towards Lucien. The guy set him up! Today was nothing but being set up! First Selan, and now him. He made sure to catch his eye before pointing somewhat weakly at him, his expression at first somewhat stern. And boy, Syed could pull one hell of a stern look off when he wanted to. Soon enough however he couldn't help but allow the tiniest hint of a smile pull at his lips. Okay, it was kind of funny now he wasn't at imminent risk of death.

He was going to get him back for that. Just you wait.

Elaine's mention of soup however made his stomach growl, causing him to flush a little. Okay, he had no idea he was that hungry. That sounded good.
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