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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 24, 2008 15:06:04 GMT -6
Martel smirked at what Scar was doing with Roy's plate. Shaking her head a little she laughed. "I can't believe I still have an appetite for this, seeing as I've already eaten like twice as much as I usually do in a day. Including things I normally hate. It's like, since I could barely eat anything last month, I feel the need to eat more than I want to now" she told her friend as he made the plates of spaghetti for everyone else.
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Post by dante on Mar 24, 2008 15:16:58 GMT -6
"Now let's get down to business," Nikanoru addressed the alchemist as he poured himself a glass of water. After adding a bit of lemon to it for flavor, he continued, "To be perfectly honest with you, I thought you were nothing more than an unstable little girl who honestly believed she was a character on her favorite television show when we first spoke. Now that I see you are identical to the character you claimed to be, I must say I stand corrected."
Dante was slightly annoyed at him speaking about her in such a way, but understood why he would think that. After all, someone from a television show ending up on Earth did seem too ridiculous to believe. "So you are willing to cooperate with me, then?" she questioned him.
Nikanoru nodded as took a sip from his glass. "Indeed. And you made a wise choice in contacting me, Dante. Although alchemy was generally considered a science in our world, it was truly rooted in the occult. And considering that your world's alchemical power is channeled through a mysterious Gate, I wouldn't say Amestrian alchemy is any different. Between your unchallenged knowledge of alchemy and my knowledge of the occult, we might just be able to find a way to get your alchemy to work in this world."
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 24, 2008 15:56:25 GMT -6
"Uh, i hope that's not for me, i'm not the type that handles spicey stuff too well."Havoc gulps, eyeing the bubbling sauce, he continues in a hushed voice " And off the record, you could push Archer under a train and i really wouldn't lose sleep over it. In fact, i'd probably sleep better."
He picks at one of the 'normal'plates Scar had prepared when he wasn't looking before leaning over the counter to Martel "Did you just mention something about Scar having a kid?"
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 24, 2008 15:59:10 GMT -6
Martel grabbed a plate of the normal pasta and took a bite. Turning to face Havoc she said, "Yeah...him and the bitch, Dante?". Adding Dante's name was only because Havoc probably knew a lot of bitches. "And don't worry, that plate with the hot stuff is for Mustang" she told him. "Though I have the urge to try some of my spaghetti with chocolate sauce....damn it". She took another bite of the pasta, motioning for him to take a seat.
-Linda-
Linda heard what was being said, but didn't show it. She contemplated telling someone about this. For one thing, Dante....seemed to be her friend. But, this Magrace bastard was just that- a bastard.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 24, 2008 16:52:30 GMT -6
"For..Mustang?? He's back?"He was about to go in search of his boss when the other news settled in"Dante..and Scar?! What in God's name happened while i was gone?"
He sat down in disbelief, being in a new world seemed to have changed people. Not that Dante was by any means a person in his mind.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 24, 2008 16:55:31 GMT -6
"A lot. Trust me. There's been sex, drugs, fires, attempted murders, and a lot of other fun stuff" she told him. "And yeah, the bastard's back, but I wouldn't bother him. He seems really pissed lately". Noticing that Scar had left the chocolate sauce on the table, she got a forkful of pasta and put a couple drops of the stuff on it. "Not bad" she mused as she finishd the bite.
"This world's done crazy things to all of us. Physically and mentally. I think Greed and I are the best example of physical things. As for mental, I'd have to say Mustang".
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 24, 2008 17:01:59 GMT -6
"He's not drunk again is he?"He pretty much hoped that Roy had got himself sorted out. As much as he admired the man, he was a hazard while wasted. Digging into the spaghetti, he contemplated whether ornot he should actually go see Mustang.
((Once again i must leave it here. I gotta go to school in 6 hrs xD ))
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 24, 2008 17:03:12 GMT -6
"Well, he should be in like five minutes" Martel told Havoc. She didn't bother telling the man that Mustang had gone to rehab for the past four weeks. And she didn't plan to, not until she felt like it.
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Post by AG on Mar 24, 2008 17:05:00 GMT -6
Scar's words hit Ed like a truck. "What...did...you...say...you...BASTARD!?" He screamed as he ran up to Scar for a punch. "Don't mess with me!" He yelled as he swung his metal arm at Scar's face.
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Post by dante on Mar 24, 2008 17:15:54 GMT -6
Nikanoru folded his hands on his lap, a strange expression crossing his pale face. "Something interesting I found while researching your world is the remarkable resemblance between transmutation circles and occult symbols used to represent natural phenomenae..."
Noticing that his young charge was glancing from him to the click, Nikanoru cut himself off and rose from his seat. "But we'll talk more about that later. Right now, I have to return to my home and... properly condition a specimen of mine. When and where would you like to meet again?"
Dante paused in deep thought. It would be best if he came to her study to compare notes, but that would clue off to the others that she was up to something. Well, not necessarily: she could try to pass him off as nothing more than a new friend, like Linda or Jabba. "How does tomorrow at my house sound?"
"Just fine. I believe I have your address. Farewell, then, Dante," Nikanoru bid farewell as he headed toward the door, followed by his sidekick. Remembering something, he stopped and turned around. "Oh, I almost forgot to leave a tip for our lovely waitress."
Walking back to the table, he put a single Canadian penny on the table for Linda, then walked out the front door.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 24, 2008 17:26:52 GMT -6
-Linda-
Linda smirked and looked to her parnter. "I wonder if he saw what we put in the bottom of his glass?" she wondered when the three of them were gone. "Hope the man can hold down some powdered laxitives".
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Post by Scar on Mar 24, 2008 17:48:57 GMT -6
Scar turned to the Alchemist and his hand shot up to grab the metal arm. There was the look of a killer in his eyes. "First rule. No smoking." he growled. "Second rule, no drinking infront of the children." His grip tightened, even if Ed couldn't feel it. "Third rule. Never, EVER piss me off after I got off from work and forced myself to stay awake to cook your damned meals!" With that, he did a little kung-fu open hand slam on Ed's face.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 24, 2008 17:52:32 GMT -6
Martel winced a little then poured a little bit of the chocolate sauce onto her pasta, mixing it in. As she took a bite she sighed. "This is so wrong, but it taste delicious" the snake chimera sighed, shaking her head slightly. The plate of food didn't look any different, with the exception that the noodles looked slightly darker.
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Post by dante on Mar 24, 2008 18:01:06 GMT -6
After leaving a decent tip for Linda, Dante headed out the door and called Pride on the cellphone she borrowed from him. Minutes later, the Fuhrer showed up and drove her back to the house.
Dante stepped through the front door and frowned on seeing Frank Archer sitting in her armchair. But she didn't do anything about it, seeing as he was one of her few allies in the house. Besides, he looked like he got hit by a train.
Heading into the kitchen, she saw Martel sitting at the table, eating... pasta covered with chocolate sauce. "...Interesting choice of food," she commented.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 24, 2008 18:03:54 GMT -6
"Trust me, I don't know what possessed me to eat this" Martel said, shaking her head as she took another bite of the concoction. "But for some reason it tastes pretty good".
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Post by dante on Mar 24, 2008 18:15:23 GMT -6
Dante noticed that there were a few dirty dishes in the sink. She began washing them, not because she wanted to give Scar a hand, but because she needed something to keep her occupied. And she needed to get her mind of the sickness she was beginning to feel.
"By the way," Dante spoke up as she dried one of the dishes. "A good friend of mine is coming over tomorrow. I expect you to behave around him. Understood?"
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Post by Scar on Mar 24, 2008 18:22:08 GMT -6
Scar nodded. "As long as he behaves around me." he replied. He then pointed to Mustang's plate. "Do NOT touch that, if you value your taste buds and whatever you already have in your stomache." he warned in a soft whisper.
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Post by dudeguy on Mar 24, 2008 20:49:01 GMT -6
Dorochet walked in the room drying off his hair from being in the shower and looked at Martel " hey Martel" he said as he gave a sideways glance at her plate " eeeeeeew..." he thought to himself. He then caught a wiff of something utterly foul, he followed the scent and it was coming from the untouched plate of food on the table. Dorochet took another wiff and his eyes started watering " my god someone is actually planning on eating that?!" he exclaimed as his eyes continued to water, his nose on fire.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 25, 2008 4:19:17 GMT -6
Martel nodded and pointed to Mustang in the living room. "That thing's going to be eating that" she said, taking yet another bite of her meal. Slightly embarressed, she chuckled and quietly said, "Sorry. Pregnancy is a bitch".
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 25, 2008 8:31:59 GMT -6
Finishing his plate, Havoc stood up rather shakily.
"Damn i need to sleep."As he turned to leave, it was only now that he noticed Dorochet and Dante in the room.
Preferring not to get involved in a conversation with Dante, he chose to ignore her, gave a nod to the two chimera's and left the kitchen.
Climbing the stairs slowly, he went in search of his bedroom and the shower.
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