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genessia2016-07-09 04:29 pm
fierybluebird) wrote in genessia2016-07-09 04:29 pm
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[A: Video: Well now, he has to taunt everyone, but just how to do it...]
Seems like everything is getting a little interesting again, eh?
And for all those who don't find it so, check out the After Life Nightclub for all your nighttime and clandestine adult needs.
[Holds up a finger.] Except prostitution. Because my wife will kill you. And I'm not kidding.
[B: Library: Marco has always been a little bit of a bookworm, despite what some of his family might realize or think, but he's still boring his way through tomes and volumes, trying to study and glean all the universe's knowledge at once and comparing maps to try to put together a compilation. There's a good fifteen books stacked to his left, and rather than bother with ballpoint pens, he's using a quill to make his varying notes, please don't spill his ink.]
[C: Later at the Nightclub: He's hanging out near the bouncer, reading a book. In a nightclub. He also may or may not be sporting glasses frames that have no lens. Because he's a giant freaking dork from hell. But no, he's totally on the job. Totally.]
[D: Dungeons: You know what is the worst place ever to try to fly and fight? A dungeon. Why is he in the ruins again? "Training?" This was a bad idea. There's a blue phoenix kicking skeletons and bugbears and occasionally swearing loudly in squawks. He misses fighting at the Garden.]
[E: Private for Espio:]
Kiddo, we need to talk.
Seems like everything is getting a little interesting again, eh?
And for all those who don't find it so, check out the After Life Nightclub for all your nighttime and clandestine adult needs.
[Holds up a finger.] Except prostitution. Because my wife will kill you. And I'm not kidding.
[B: Library: Marco has always been a little bit of a bookworm, despite what some of his family might realize or think, but he's still boring his way through tomes and volumes, trying to study and glean all the universe's knowledge at once and comparing maps to try to put together a compilation. There's a good fifteen books stacked to his left, and rather than bother with ballpoint pens, he's using a quill to make his varying notes, please don't spill his ink.]
[C: Later at the Nightclub: He's hanging out near the bouncer, reading a book. In a nightclub. He also may or may not be sporting glasses frames that have no lens. Because he's a giant freaking dork from hell. But no, he's totally on the job. Totally.]
[D: Dungeons: You know what is the worst place ever to try to fly and fight? A dungeon. Why is he in the ruins again? "Training?" This was a bad idea. There's a blue phoenix kicking skeletons and bugbears and occasionally swearing loudly in squawks. He misses fighting at the Garden.]
[E: Private for Espio:]
Kiddo, we need to talk.
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[Stares.]
[HEAD TILT.]
Why not?
[But. He's... Ace.]
[How does anyone not deal with Ace?]
[Until they know him well.]
[And fight.]
[Or do the Grell thing and--]
[Oh wait Ace is still in his pre-Hell phase.]
[HMMMM...]
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[He shrugs, feeling as if that doesn't make sense.]
Or different from the Ace I'm used to.
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He's from before Thatch died.