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Edited by Chesh I Guess:
6/14/2016 10:49:36 PM
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[b]Lucien and Azalea look at each than back at the man.[/b]
[i]"Sup."[/i]
[i]"He's weird."[/i]
[b]Lucien immediately throws a metal claw over her mouth, his hand about the size of her head.[/b]
[i]"She's mentally deficient. Excuse her. Something we can do for you?"[/i]
English
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Oh, I think I'm good, I was wondering if YOU were okay. I'm Mortar, and yes, I am weird, being mostly demon, and living in the underworld for like twenty thousand years.
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[i]"Hey! She's from the warp as well."[/i] [b]Lucien motioned to Lea. Her inhumanly orange eyes sheen and her figure stands at near perfect hourglass shape. Quite the sight.[/b] [i]"Anyways. We are more than fine. A little hungover... But fine."[/i]
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Warp? No, no. A little place on earth called the Underworld. Truly is a great place, but I have no idea what this warp it.
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[i]"Uh. The wrap is hell. And I have no clue what earth is except from the history books."[/i] [b]Lucien folds his arms and stands tall, while his companion leans against him and checks her nails.[/b] [i]"But, I'll take your word for it. Stranger things have happened. Do you remember how you got here?"[/i]
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Unlike many here, I do, my Portal Stick Thingy malfunctioned and I came here. I mean, I've been fine, if you need help... Doesn't look it, though.
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[i]"Yeah... We are fine. Thanks, though. I'll keep your name in mind if I ever need some help or some shit."[/i]
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Alright then. But I think I got something about that hangover. *Mortar hands you a bottle filled with a green liquid* Drink, you'll feel better
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[i]"Well... Damn..."[/i] [b]He quickly passes the vial to his companion who looks at it suspiciously.[/b] [i]"I don't mean to be rude Mortar... But This metal is grafted to my face. I can't eat or drink any more..."[/i]
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Oh, that sucks. *Mortar takes the bottle from you* Well, that doesn't explain the hangover..
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[i]"Eh. Probably pulled a tag off a mattress."[/i] [b]He shrugs, not really concerned.[/b]
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*Mortar chuckles* Yeah... Well... If you need me, just call
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[i]"Will do, Mortar. Catch you later."[/i] [b]Lucien promptly turns and stomps off, the woman lingering just a moment before following.[/b]
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*Mortar seems to mumble to himself* I didn't get a good vibe from the guy... He didn't seem... good.
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[spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I guess so, end.[/spoiler]
