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laography2009-12-02 04:36 am
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AWESOMEST MUTHAFUKIN PARTY IN DRAGONICA.
[It was not exactly bizarre that he found himself sitting at the campfire, poking and prodding at the fire with a stick as he waited for their food to cook. It also wasn't exactly bizarre that they somehow accumulated some of the most random stuff to throw into it.
At least by now he'd perfected wolf-mutton stew.]
... hm.
[He looked around, briefly. Where was everybody, anyways? Al and Rise going so long without popping up didn't necessarily bode well... and when they and Matt were silent, well.
Calm before the storm.]
At least by now he'd perfected wolf-mutton stew.]
... hm.
[He looked around, briefly. Where was everybody, anyways? Al and Rise going so long without popping up didn't necessarily bode well... and when they and Matt were silent, well.
Calm before the storm.]

Damn straight.
...
[--and then shut it again, frowning a little. Instead of saying anything straight off, he watched the magician walk to the fire, sit, and then looked back at where he came from.
Without turning to look at Matt again:]
What, or who, did you just blow up?
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No one.
[A beat]
No one purposely.
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[Repeating it isn't going to change anything, but Souji takes a moment to (slowly) turn and look away from the direction of the boom, to the mage himself. There's a pause of his own, before he turns fully back to the fire and checks the stew.]
I'm almost afraid to ask what caused it this time.
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[He mumbles an answer to Souji's question under his breath]
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HEY JACKASS.
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[Souji takes this moment to reach behind the log he's sitting on to put his warrior's helmet on, sighing through his nose as he does so.
It's gonna be a long night.]
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Mage meet ground. Tasty, rite?]
OW! Hey!
I told you what would happen the next time my enchant powder was missing!
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It's not my fault if you make it so easy! If I didn't take it it would just be stolen by someone else!
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You can at least be assured that, while she'll take it, she won't use it without permission.
[Glances up from where he's checking the stew.]
If she did, then I promise I would replace it, and we'd definitely have to put an end to this.
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dressrobes off.]Hrf.
[Glances at Souji and then to Rise. Somewhat of a deadpan expression and he holds his hand out. He wants his godamn powder back.]
Look, if you give it back, I won't cast the meteor spell again.
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hammer spacesomewhere in her shirt. She tosses it to him]Take it.
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[Looking at the two of them with a slight smile, not questioning
Rise's hammer spacehow everything Rise steals seems to come from her shirt, GLAD THAT THERE WASN'T ANY MORE TROUBLE--]...
[He tips his helmet back a bit, looking in the direction the two of them had come from, frowning once again. Bad feeling, get.]
Al wasn't with you two, was he?
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...
No, he wasn't with me.
[Curious glance at Rise.]
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Why do I always have a bad feeling when he goes missing?
[Well, he always worries when any of them go missing, but Elga be praised if Al going missing didn't signal trouble, and a lot of it.]
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Because trouble is Alfred's middle name.
[This is Matt summoning his staff.]
When was the last time anyone saw him?
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I certainly hope not, but all things considered... As a 'hero,' I wouldn't be surprised if he took the name as a challenge.
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I really need to get promoted soon.
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I'll race on ahead and see if I can find any signs of him.
I THOUGHT I HIT POST, GDIT.
Steer clear of monsters if you can.
[Adjusts gloves before SHING! unsheathing sword.]
But if you find him before we catch up, and he needs the help...
[Another nod.]
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We'll be along as fast as we can.
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[You may or may not hear Heroic laughter mixed in among the ominous noises.]
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At least it's never boring with us.
[Except, at the rate they're going, he's going to be prematurely bald instead of grey.]
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Nor sane.
[Rolls up his sleeves and matched in after them.]
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Ack, Al! What the hell are you doing? [she calls, vaguely making out his figure in the distance]