Zelos Wilder (
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exsiliumlogs2013-06-07 02:27 pm
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Entry tags:
- allen walker (d. gray-man),
- arya stark (asoiaf),
- asbel lhant (tales of graces),
- cheria barnes (tales of graces),
- lenalee lee (d.gray-man),
- oz vessalius (pandora hearts),
- seles wilder (tales of symphonia),
- sheena fujibayashi (tales of symphonia),
- sophie (tales of graces),
- zelos wilder (tales of symphonia),
- ✝ hubert oswell (tales of graces)
[Semi-Closed] Nothing can go Wrong with this Plan.
Date & Time: Friday Evening
Location: Room 103
Characters: Allen Walker (
debtor), Sophie (
blossomgale), Zelos Wilder (
wilder), Cheria Barnes (
flashmaiden), Oz Vessalius (
velveteened), Arya Stark (
wolfchild), Seles Wilder (
hiddendepth), Sheena Fujibayashi (
holeseeker), Tales of Graces f members, Exorcists and anyone I'm forgetting (seriously I'll add names as we go)
Summary: Holding a dinner so we can all get to know each other, this should end terribly.
Warnings: F for food?!
[This month's haul of transports seemed to bring in a lot of familiar faces for the residents of 103. Friends, family, comrades, terrifying generals who are your boss now- all sorts! ]
[It was Sophie's idea to hold a dinner. A dinner of family, for everyone to have a chance to meet each other and get to know each other better. It seemed like a nice way to welcome everyone into this horrible war. But hey, food! And so, Allen and Sophie made sure to invite their friends, family and comrades in order to have a warm evening together]
[And Kaneis, well, at least he isn't climbing out the back window at the prospect of social interaction for hours. This my friends, is progress. ]
[But gather around friends and family and terrifying boss! There's food, people, wine and games to be had! Just you know, try not to cough in it you sick jerks]
[OOC: KITCHEN | DINING TABLE...FLOOR...COUNTER | LIVING ROOM | BEDROOMS. Please feel free to tag around, thread hop and just have fun! If I left anyone out of the attending list please let me know! ]
Location: Room 103
Characters: Allen Walker (
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Summary: Holding a dinner so we can all get to know each other, this should end terribly.
Warnings: F for food?!
[This month's haul of transports seemed to bring in a lot of familiar faces for the residents of 103. Friends, family, comrades, terrifying generals who are your boss now- all sorts! ]
[It was Sophie's idea to hold a dinner. A dinner of family, for everyone to have a chance to meet each other and get to know each other better. It seemed like a nice way to welcome everyone into this horrible war. But hey, food! And so, Allen and Sophie made sure to invite their friends, family and comrades in order to have a warm evening together]
[And Kaneis, well, at least he isn't climbing out the back window at the prospect of social interaction for hours. This my friends, is progress. ]
[But gather around friends and family and terrifying boss! There's food, people, wine and games to be had! Just you know, try not to cough in it you sick jerks]
[OOC: KITCHEN | DINING TABLE...FLOOR...COUNTER | LIVING ROOM | BEDROOMS. Please feel free to tag around, thread hop and just have fun! If I left anyone out of the attending list please let me know! ]
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Oh please Sheena, even if I make friends- you're still the only hunny I'd want to call at that hour. ♥
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I am not one of your hunnies!
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Hey not the face!
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Sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear anything over the sound of whining.
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Jeez! Why did I invite you again!?
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The wine's pretty good, if you're into that.
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It's been a while since I had fancy wine. I'm not sure I can even stomach it anymore.
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Trust me, it's not that fancy.
[.............well, compared to his rich spoiled standards anyway]
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[She sets down her plate and pours a glass.]
You want some?
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Uh- sure! I'll take a glass.
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She winces, but it's better than what she expected.]
Huh, not bad.
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Did you just wince?
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S-shut up! I don't drink a lot of wine, okay?
[She takes another sip WITHOUT WINCING, and as expected, it goes down easier.]
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You're so cute sometimes.
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She sets her glass down, reaches out to take his, and then tries to deck him with her free hand.
ARE YOU REGRETTING HEALING THAT ARM YET]
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Whoa come on! I meant it nicely!
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[She is holding his wineglass threateningly, like she might toss it in his face or maybe stab him with it. FUMING.
But she sighs and holds it out after a moment, feeling kind of bad for causing a scene.
Sort of.
Kind of.]
You're an idiot.
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I thought friends complimented each other!
[I read that somewhere maybe!! though honestly he's a little confused. he was just goofing around. What else was it supposed to be??]
Hey what's with that?
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Even if I took the time to explain, you wouldn't get it.
[There's a line between hitting on someone and complimenting, and most of the time he sails right over both when it comes to Sheena. Granted, that wasn't really one of those times. It was uh, poorly timed, really. Jesus Christ.]
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...Alright.
[And he'll go quiet as he gets his own food. ]
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Their relationship is pretty damn strange.
There's room nearby, if he wants to sit. If not, she won't make him.]
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[But he'll be wise and focus on eating instead of pestering her]
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... Sorry, [she says finally, picking at some meat with a fork.
Baby steps, yo.]
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Huh? For what?
[Seriously isn't that just how we roll??]
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