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24 - Rogue
Who: Duke and ANYONE
Where: Plaza
When: All week! Monday and Tuesday at intervvals but... just about any time day/night for the rest of the week o/
Style: Brackets, but if you want action, I WILL FOLLOW
[ So Sunday had been a particularly bad day for Duke, although it did end up with him eating a bit more than usual because wow, it should not have been that easy for him to get knocked down-
But monday morning felt fine. Mostly because he got hit with the curse, and once again was able to sprout wings and... ignore any normal needs. Although he did find it a little harder to talk this time... Perhaps he was a different sort of angel? Still had a crystal... Oh well.
This mostly left him with a great deal more hours than he had for the past weeks, and so the ordo-Zel house is swiftly filled with the smells of apples and baking... Because if he remembers the days right, then this is close to that gift-giving holiday and...
He can't really think of much.
The problem with a full twenty four hours to spend doing something is that he ends up with way more apple pies than he has people he knows. Everyone Duke knows the name of gets 1(one) Apple Pie with 1(one) slightly magicked pie tin. The tin will keep the pies at a nice warm temperature, and will do this again if they are cooked in the pie tin. Something to do with "absorbing and storing heat from the oven and giving it slowly back over time", the note explains. Don't make cold pies in this tin, obviously.
This does leave a great deal of pies left over, and after some thought, Duke takes them to the plaza and the coral. This was newcomer time, wasn't it?
Now there's a table with pies, notes attached explaining "keep-warm pie tins", and a small paper sign proclaiming them as free apple pies. Yup. ]
(OOC: FEEL FREE TO FIND HIM DELIVERING PIES TO CHARACTERS WHO HE KNOWS. Just mention "christmas" or something in your tag and I will know it is his gift-giving o/ ANYONE CAN GET PIES FROM THE PLAZA...
Duke is also a Symphonian Angel for this -)
Where: Plaza
When: All week! Monday and Tuesday at intervvals but... just about any time day/night for the rest of the week o/
Style: Brackets, but if you want action, I WILL FOLLOW
[ So Sunday had been a particularly bad day for Duke, although it did end up with him eating a bit more than usual because wow, it should not have been that easy for him to get knocked down-
But monday morning felt fine. Mostly because he got hit with the curse, and once again was able to sprout wings and... ignore any normal needs. Although he did find it a little harder to talk this time... Perhaps he was a different sort of angel? Still had a crystal... Oh well.
This mostly left him with a great deal more hours than he had for the past weeks, and so the ordo-Zel house is swiftly filled with the smells of apples and baking... Because if he remembers the days right, then this is close to that gift-giving holiday and...
He can't really think of much.
The problem with a full twenty four hours to spend doing something is that he ends up with way more apple pies than he has people he knows. Everyone Duke knows the name of gets 1(one) Apple Pie with 1(one) slightly magicked pie tin. The tin will keep the pies at a nice warm temperature, and will do this again if they are cooked in the pie tin. Something to do with "absorbing and storing heat from the oven and giving it slowly back over time", the note explains. Don't make cold pies in this tin, obviously.
This does leave a great deal of pies left over, and after some thought, Duke takes them to the plaza and the coral. This was newcomer time, wasn't it?
Now there's a table with pies, notes attached explaining "keep-warm pie tins", and a small paper sign proclaiming them as free apple pies. Yup. ]
(OOC: FEEL FREE TO FIND HIM DELIVERING PIES TO CHARACTERS WHO HE KNOWS. Just mention "christmas" or something in your tag and I will know it is his gift-giving o/ ANYONE CAN GET PIES FROM THE PLAZA...
Duke is also a Symphonian Angel for this -)
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Merry Christmas, Duke. Have you been doing well?
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... Busy... helps..
[ Its probably a little worrying how slow and flat he sounds, but here is a pie! Its the curse, honest. ]
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[She takes the pie gently.]
Thanks Duke, it smells delicious. Would you mind if I share it with my nephew? He enjoys sweets.
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[ He.. doesn't need rest right now so oops. Guess what the last twenty four hours were filled with. ]
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1/2
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OOC
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Merry Christmas!
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... Merry christmas...
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[ And some blank studying. He has the feeling he knows you, vaguely.
Have a pie. ]
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He doesn't want to consider that it might just be in his head. That would mean... too many possible things. Too many implications and too much to think about. He'd rather head into Vatheon in the vague direction it feels like the "itch" is coming from.
Wait, there's someone he knows up ahead. Someone...
With wings?
Lloyd pauses and blinks.]
...Duke?
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[ Yep. That's his name.
He's just sort of blinking and staring blankly at Lloyd though. Did you need something?
... did he forget to give you a pie? ]
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Duke, you're an angel?
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[ Although he wouldn't mind it at other times- ]
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... is greeted with the scent of pies, and someone who looks like a winged angel, except that that face looks kind of familiar?]
Duke, right? So this is what you cast spells for!
[She doesn't address the wings. She's seen stranger?]
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[ Only that can be an answer to two questions, and he didn't mean it to be- ]
On occasion; branching out from combat magics.
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[Not that control of matter and energy flow isn't, although there's only so much you can do with moving consciences around at least. And wow, those pies do smell good.]
Do you remember me?
[She gives him a smile, which is unfortunately rather brief as she lets out a small sneeze - naturally covered with her hand, like good ladylike manners would dictate. It... seems like she's caught a cold?]
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[ He just has to know about what he's working with... ]
Ilya. [ And do you need more tea? ]
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An angel.
...wat.
Hi, don't mind a Bianca staring at you, Duke]
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Duke is just going to put his next pile of pies on the table. He hasn't noticed the attention yet. ]
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...Did you make all of these yourself? It must have taken you a long time to make them all!
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Oh whoops, my bad! @_@
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[Obviously Rin meant the wings.
The teen stood there, with his own pie in hand, a little gift tag on it with Duke's name written across it.]
Uhm. Some one said you were here so I figured I'd come give this to you.
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[ Is he a little more dull sounding? Accurate. He doesn't mind though-
Pie. His name? ... for him? ]
... Thank you. Yours.
[ As he indicates who this pie is for, he offers it. ]
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[Plenty of that going around. Demon!Maka, Rat!Kid, Jade without her dog ears, Pony!Bon... the whole Villa is a damn menagerie of weird.
Rin's also cursed, but his isn't as evident - all that seems to be different about him is a set of bandages on his tail.]
Oh, sweet. Wasn't expectin' anything from you, but thanks!
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So, have a little girl coming to stare up at you....and wave. Hi.]
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Hello, little girl who likes staring. Duke blinks once, but then places who she is and goes to one knee to better be in her vision. He has a pie for you? ]
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Thank you.
[She accepts the pie with a small smile. Really, she appreciates the kneeling too.]
You made it?
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