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[SOLDIER First]

Lyle looks around a little, and watches Isaac and Medea run for a bit.

[Xantalos]

Now then, could someone fix my hand?

[Again_Dejavu]

"I tried to sit on her peacefully"

[SOLDIER First]

((Just edited the Google Docs file..
ehehe...))

[Empiricist]

"And it seems that the lady you have induced a grievance in wishes for vengeance. Can't blame her myself. Oh well, trust me, my mercy may be far crueler than her retribution but at least you won't risk death or impairment..."
[MAG:66+260] Ricardo draws out one of his rapiers and ejects the blade, focusing, he sublimates it and directs it into fumigating Fluffy. He is now completely sedated, incapable of much physical movement. He's also stoned as fuck and tripping major balls. As in, celestial balls. And by no means was it a good trip. Well, at least his minor injuries were healed. He can still use bracelets to communicate and move around slowly though. He then turns towards Darnos, "With that matter out of the way, sure." Ricardo begins slowly and carefully healing Darnos's hand with healing magic.

[Twi]

"Why...you...little..."

Miranda manages to grab the hospital bed she was in and comes very close to throwing it at Fluffy. As it is, she manages to calm down enough what with Ricardo dealing with him to only rip it from any mounting it may have had before putting it back down several feet from where it was.

[Again_Dejavu]

Fluffy licks the wall.

[Empiricist]

"There, that's done. Just don't listen to him if he mutters something, it's probably not going to be worth your time deciphering it."
((I eagerly await Fluff's trip-catalyzed thought messages ))

[Twi]

Miranda finally manages to calm down sufficiently to turn away from Fluffy, panting slightly before collapsing  onto a (un-uprooted) bed.

[SOLDIER First]

((I eagerly await them too so I can have a little fun.. hehe..
NO.))

[Projeck37]

"So how about a date, tonight, Medea?"

[Again_Dejavu]

<Meeeeeeeowwwwwwwwwwwww>

[SOLDIER First]

Why aren't you ever this romantic, Lyle?
Or this straightforward?
...be quiet, Co- er, Cassandra.

[Twi]

Miranda sits on the side of the bed now, sighing. She'd prepare a private eye monologue, but Twi is hungry.

[Projeck37]

((So Elf is offline...))