The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen(And others)

Amo: We want them to believe her to be some mythical being and stuff like that... or at least a deity or something...
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Rei: Nor do i...

Athena: oh...right

Fiend:...

Amo: Yeah. Should be amusing...
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*no idea..... seriously, she is passive...*

[I will improve it, thankyou.]

Silvine: .........the definition of a heretek....
/dual chuckle/

OOC: calm down dear

[*vox static masquerading as a cough* Daemonic gifts *vox static masquerading as a cough* ]

Ooc. Hey, i waited several posts before coughing
Ic.
Elise: You say that, but i....waitwhat? What was that about the demonic bit?

[Nothing, nothing at all.]

Elise: i am fairly certain you did

[Your hair, it's rather nice. Very well woven sorcery.]

Duo: ....................Damnation!
Elise: I should have known that bitch was too good to be some heretic!

[You made deals? *chuckles* you poor, poor silly little creature. let me examine the weave.]

Elise: do what with the who?

[Stand still, and don't think to hard.]

/does so/

[Hm... hm... Very well made, for... really? just the hair?.... Self sustaining warp conduit... Who did this?]

Elise: i obviously dont know now, now do i?

[You said she, do you have a name?]

Elise: well, no one said thats her, but for all i know, might well be... /cyras name/

[Cyrillia... That is a daemon name. You dealt with a daemon.]

Elise: ........*image relevant*

[What did you give her in return for... *Groans* Nice hair?]

Elise: ....nothing? And it is not nice. Its perfect.... doy ou have any idea hoiw long it too kbefore to make it like this...?!
*swishes braid around for emphasis*

[She gave it as a gift?] *he stares at her, the cluster of red sensors on his faceplate somehow giving the impression of disbelief.*

Elise: She insisted that it be a gift... on the condition that I stop harassing her agent on that world.... so no, not as a gift...

[You're easily manipulated, apparently.]

Elise: You have no idea how hard it is to get your hair right when its so long....
Silvine: ....look whos talking.... *swishes knee length braid....*
Elise: ....Boardine...
*that seems to hit something sensitive...*

[I do know, in fact. I wore mine in a braid that hung between my shoulders. It was the fashion."

Silvine: Bah, shoulder length is nothing...
Elise: ....also, gaaay...

[The fashion was fleeting. I went back to a short back and sides rather quickly.]

Elise: Amusing as ancient fashion is, can we get back on topic?

[The fact that you made a deal with a daemon, yes. You, an inquisitor, made a deal with a daemon.]

Elise: Dont blame me, blame Silvine!
Silvine: Dont blame me, blame our lack of instant hairdressing staff!

[You pair of idiots.]

Elise: Idiots dont make it to the rank of inquisitor.... or at least they are puritans....

[Intelligent people don't take gifts from daemons.]

Elise: Intelligent people also realize when they are far outclassed.... Better to save face with a symbolic payment for services rendered...or in this case not, than be swept aside and gain nothing...

[True enough, your psychic powers are less than adequate to face a daemon this skilled. *moment of silence* This sorcery really is a thing of beauty.]

Elise: *temptingly swinging her hair in front of him* ....wanna touch it....?

[I meant the sorcery.]

Elise: .........savage

[I lost my interest in women some time around the eighteenth millennia after i became a disembodied soul]

Elise: Wow, lucky you...

[I would call it quite the opposite.]

Elise: i would call it sarcasm...

Ooc. Yay for 5 cm thick mirror ice cover on the whole town!

[So, you do have a sense of humour.]

Elise: Whoever said I dont?

[Common knowledge about inquisitors.]

Elise: Wrong knowledge too...

[Safe to make assumpti-.] *He stops dead, and his shoulder mounted cannon snaps round to point up at an apartment block.* [Heat signature, eighth floor.]

OOC. bach from break. yay
IC:
*the look up, silvine wearing the psyocculus*