August 21st, 2012 EDT #barkadeRP Anthrochat All hostmasks [REDACTED] Start of #barkadeRP buffer: Wed Aug 22 03:52:00 2012 [10:56p] <+Caoimhe> (Yes. Please! Start something. I'll just observe from safety) [10:56p] * +TheDragonHermit teleports into the bar sneers at BlindWolf8 and replaces his old gleipnir with the new one [10:56p] <+TheDragonHermit> Pathetic! [10:57p] * +Yusan gets out two redbulls, icecream, milk, a bit of protein powder, some ice, a dab of sugar, some instant coffee, and a blender, and makes a "Lusan Special" [10:57p] * +TheDragonHermit heads for the door kicking BlindWolf8 along the way [10:58p] * ~BlindWolf8 lays on the floor, his cold, undead body waiting for his Master, Teferi. It's been weeks since BlindWolf8 had died and Teferi has yet to return.... [10:58p] * ~BlindWolf8 feels no pain from TheDragonHermit's kicks [10:58p] <+blinkythebear> (Brief me plz) [10:58p] * Quits: +langkid1 ([REDACTED]) (lion.anthrochat.net panda.anthrochat.net) [10:58p] <+TheDragonHermit> You could have had real power but settled for the fake stuff [10:59p] * +Yusan is just gonna watch for a little bit, while making his milkshake [10:59p] <~BlindWolf8> (I died. I'm kinda undead. Teferi's my master, but we have not seen him in awhile.) [10:59p] <+CloudFox> (kinda undead :p) [11:00p] * +TheDragonHermit stabs BlindWolf8 With his Necrospear "If you had what it takes this would have revived you [11:00p] <+TheDragonHermit> " [11:01p] <+Darji> O.O [11:01p] * Joins: langkid1 ([REDACTED]) [11:01p] * ChanServ sets mode: +v langkid1 [11:01p] <~WolfBot8> An unknown fur walks into the room. Mysterious! [11:01p] * ~BlindWolf8 "Where is Master? We must wait from him" BlindWolf8 says coldly. [11:01p] * +langkid1 sits in his nest [11:01p] <+TheDragonHermit> And why is that? *kick* [11:02p] <+blinkythebear> (Moar context? I wanna join) [11:02p] <+TheDragonHermit> (read the logs) [11:02p] <+Darji> (but stuff is goign on right now and we'd miss it! :o ) [11:02p] <+Darji> *going [11:03p] <~BlindWolf8> Because he is my Master. He brought me new life with his moon magic...which I guess I must have given him. [11:03p] <+blinkythebear> (Okay, I'll sit here then) [11:03p] <+Yusan> (Can I play a bystander at the bar?) [11:03p] * +Yusan wants to have fun with Blind and TDH [11:04p] <~BlindWolf8> (Of course Yusan) [11:04p] <+TheDragonHermit> And I giveyou new life with this spear what does that make me [11:04p] * +Yusan mixes his milkshake, and pour a healthy dose of vodka in. [11:04p] <~BlindWolf8> ...Spear? [11:04p] <+TheDragonHermit> that is I would if you wouldn't reject it [11:05p] <+TheDragonHermit> copied from the Lance of Loginus a TRUE necromantic spear [11:05p] * Quits: +langkid1 ([REDACTED]) (Quit: Leaving) [11:05p] * +Yusan watches Blind get stabbed multiple times… and vomits. [11:06p] <+TheDragonHermit> capable of giving life [11:06p] * Joins: langkid1 ([REDACTED]) [11:06p] * ChanServ sets mode: +v langkid1 [11:06p] <~WolfBot8> An unknown fur walks into the room. Mysterious! [11:06p] <+TheDragonHermit> true revival [11:06p] <~BlindWolf8> (So am I alive now, or what..?) [11:07p] <+TheDragonHermit> (If you are willing to take it that is a big part of true necromancy) [11:07p] <~BlindWolf8> (Where did ya stab me?) [11:07p] * +Yusan stumbles back towards TDH and Blind, and points a finger at TDH "Why'- Why're you st-stabbin tha poorf fellow?" [11:07p] <+Yusan> (In the balls) [11:07p] * Quits: +langkid1 ([REDACTED]) (Quit: I'm not furry.) [11:08p] <+TheDragonHermit> (heart of course) [11:08p] <+TheDragonHermit> He's lacking balls thats why [11:08p] * Joins: langkid1 ([REDACTED]) [11:08p] * ChanServ sets mode: +v langkid1 [11:08p] <~WolfBot8> A chirping blue jay flies in [11:08p] <~BlindWolf8> (I'm assuming it's now dislodged from my heart...?) [11:08p] <+TheDragonHermit> (nope not yet) [11:09p] <~BlindWolf8> (Ooooff...!) [11:09p] <+TheDragonHermit> ( the spear acts as a bridge for you to come back) [11:10p] * ~BlindWolf8 screams a deathly scream as TheDragonHermit's spear punctures his undead heart, causing a bright light to fill BlindWolf8's body from the point of insertion [11:10p] <+TheDragonHermit> You back with us? [11:10p] * +Yusan pokes TDH hard in the center of his chest. "I shaid, whattah ya oin, tabbin 'im liek tha?" [11:11p] * +Yusan is meant to be drunk off his ass. [11:11p] <+CloudFox> (because fleshy's not here?) [11:11p] * +TheDragonHermit waves magical amathyst at Yusan [11:11p] <+CloudFox> (:p) [11:11p] <+Yusan> (Jah) [11:11p] * ~BlindWolf8 TheDragonHermit watches as tufts of fur quickly grow back over BlindWolf8's once purple skin [11:11p] <~BlindWolf8> (lol CloudFox) [11:12p] <+TheDragonHermit> (sobering properties) [11:12p] <+MattiasWolf> .... [11:12p] * +Yusan goes bleary eyed for a second, then becomes only slightly drunk. "Now, Eye wannah know. Whaddya doin poking him like that?" [11:13p] <+TheDragonHermit> you will see [11:13p] <+MattiasWolf> (What the fruit did I miss?) [11:13p] <~BlindWolf8> (I am assuming I do not absorb said spear...?) [11:13p] <~BlindWolf8> (I am coming back to life MattiasWolf) [11:13p] <+TheDragonHermit> (nope just revive) [11:14p] * ~BlindWolf8 can hear familiar voices coming from a dark place... [11:14p] <+TheDragonHermit> So you do have a force of will, now you just need a spine [11:14p] * +Yusan boops TDH on the nose, then sings drunkenly at the bar [11:15p] * +MattiasWolf paws at Yusan and yips at him. [11:15p] * ~BlindWolf8 gasps for air, feeling a great pain in his chest [11:16p] <~BlindWolf8> WHAT... [11:16p] <~BlindWolf8> THE... [11:16p] * +TheDragonHermit pulls out the spear [11:16p] * +Darji hopes TheDragonHermit is ready to quickly sow up and re blood BlindWolf8 >_> [11:16p] <~BlindWolf8> AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!! SONOFABITCH!!! [11:16p] <~BlindWolf8> WHAT THE HELL?! [11:17p] * +CloudFox blows light mist over blindwolf [11:17p] <+langkid1> >.> [11:17p] * +Yusan stumbles over back to BlindWolf8, reintoxicated, and tries to form some words, and winds up puking all on Blind's shorts [11:17p] * ~BlindWolf8 quivers as a warm liquid can be felt on his fur [11:18p] <+Yusan> "Thash shum sketchie shitsh ight dere..." [11:18p] <+TheDragonHermit> Now If You Dare Turn Another Fur I Will Take This Kris Cut Out Your Heart Bury You At A Four Way Intersection And Drive A Stake Through Your Sternum [11:18p] * +TheDragonHermit pulls out a silver plated kris [11:18p] <+Darji> O.o? [11:19p] <+CloudFox> oh right, he made that [11:19p] * +Yusan looks blearily at TDH, and goes green around the gills again. [11:19p] <+TheDragonHermit> Now Are You Ready To Grow A Spine [11:20p] * ~BlindWolf8 is at a loss for words as the liquid continues to pour down his chest and onto the ground, the pain clogging his throat [11:20p] * +TheDragonHermit pulls out a palm sized disk with an iris style aperture [11:21p] * ~BlindWolf8 coughs up some blood [11:21p] * +TheDragonHermit turns the dial a sliver and a thin beam of moonlight spills forth [11:21p] * +Darji waves his magic staff and heals up BlindWolf8 , then again to make sure he has all his vital fluids restored, since as far as he can tell TheDragonHermit is to busy with recruitment to do surgery [11:22p] * +Yusan barfs again, and passes out in his own bile, right at TDH's feet. [11:22p] * ~BlindWolf8 suddenly feels a cool sensation on his body, quickly numbing all the pain [11:22p] * +CloudFox picks up the ferret and checks that he isnt choking [11:22p] * +Darji turns Yusan safely onto his side [11:23p] <+CloudFox> *then turns him on his side* [11:23p] <+Darji> (hehe, sry CloudFox ) [11:23p] * +Yusan coughs up more bile, and then a dark purple liquid begins to trickle out of his mouth [11:24p] <+TheDragonHermit> Now shall we begin [11:24p] <+CloudFox> (i gotta go to sleep) [11:24p] * ~BlindWolf8 The pain gone, BlindWolf8 is able to start to think clearly [11:24p] <~BlindWolf8> gn CloudFox) [11:24p] <+CloudFox> (night) [11:25p] * ~BlindWolf8 looks down at his soaked chest, a dark red [11:25p] * Quits: +CloudFox ([REDACTED]) (Quit: night) [11:25p] * +Yusan coughs, splattering the purple fluid in a small arc. [11:25p] * ~BlindWolf8 notices a large hole getting smaller and smaller, wishing he wouldn't have seen what he saw staring back at him from the hole [11:26p] * +Darji mops up BlindWolf8 , covering the hole also, for the sake of BlindWolf8 's mental wellbeing [11:27p] * ~BlindWolf8 feels sick to his stomach and quickly turns to the side, expelling a small amount of blood and vomit [11:27p] * +Darji also pats BlindWolf8 's nogg'n and gives him some comforting words [11:28p] * ~BlindWolf8 's head throbs... [11:28p] <~BlindWolf8> Wha... [11:28p] <+TheDragonHermit> Let us talk about Lycanthropes [11:28p] <~BlindWolf8> Did... [11:28p] <~BlindWolf8> Did somebody say somethin'...? [11:28p] <+TheDragonHermit> yes I did [11:28p] * ~BlindWolf8 feels weary... [11:28p] <+TheDragonHermit> Let us talk about Lycanthropes [11:28p] <+Darji> It's me Darji , BlindWolf8 :3 [11:28p] * +MattiasWolf yips at Bllind. [11:28p] <+Darji> And I'm ehre for ya buddy :3 [11:28p] <+MattiasWolf> *Blind [11:29p] <+Darji> *here [11:29p] * ~BlindWolf8 recognizes the friendly voice of an orange lizard, instantly causing his tail to wag [11:30p] <+Darji> Oh well lots of talkings goign on actually. heh [11:30p] * ~BlindWolf8 sighs out "Darji..." [11:30p] <+Darji> *going [11:30p] <+TheDragonHermit> Why do you turn furs BlindWolf8 [11:30p] * ~BlindWolf8 's head is still spinning... [11:31p] <+TheDragonHermit> FOCUS [11:31p] * +Darji finishes cleaning up BlindWolf8 , and dry's him then pulls a warm blanket over him, trying to give him some sort of chance. [11:32p] * +Yusan snaps awake, and vomits a huge load of the purple mass from himself, then holds his stomach, and groans. [11:32p] * ~BlindWolf8 The loud words hit BlindWolf8 like a ton of bricks, causing him to cover his ears [11:32p] <+TheDragonHermit> Why do you turn furs BlindWolf8 [11:33p] * +Yusan snaps a light on his claws, and swallows the flame, his face showing relief. [11:34p] * ~BlindWolf8 opens his eyes from the shout, trying to locate Darji in the haze... [11:34p] <+TheDragonHermit> And don't give me that nonsence about wanting a pack [11:35p] * +Darji notices this and holds a finger close to BlindWolf8 's face for his bleary eyes to follow to the lizard [11:35p] <~BlindWolf8> Darji... [11:35p] * ~BlindWolf8 works out a weak smile [11:35p] <+Darji> Hi there BlindWolf8 :3 [11:36p] <~BlindWolf8> ...What's going on...? I remember...pain, and then...being very far away... [11:36p] <~BlindWolf8> In a sad place... [11:36p] * Quits: +langkid1 ([REDACTED]) (Ping timeout) [11:36p] * +Yusan barfs again in the corner [11:37p] <+TheDragonHermit> You will get no pity from me [11:38p] * ~BlindWolf8 Even in his weakened state, BlindWolf8 manages to crack a small joke: "I don't expect any from Dr. House" [11:38p] * +Yusan unfurls his wings, and shakes the bile from them [11:39p] <+TheDragonHermit> now listen if you want to live you obviously need to train your pathetic excuse for a freewill [11:40p] * +Yusan perks an ear. [11:41p] <+Darji> I just got here, but I gathered that you were just revived, BlindWolf8 [11:41p] * ~BlindWolf8 Having regained a little more of where he is, BlindWolf8 sniffs the air, his wolfy nose being filled with the scent of sweat, blood, and vomit [11:42p] * ~BlindWolf8 grimaces at the unfriendly smells [11:42p] <+Darji> Also there seams to be some pressing matter. [11:42p] * +Yusan realizes that it reeks in here, and snaps his fingers aflame, then lights his forearms. [11:43p] * +Yusan wanders over to the blood, and wipes the flames over it, quickly evaporating the moisture, and leaving only a fine powder. [11:43p] <+Darji> Although in my opinion they should wait. since even if there's some awefull thing that happened, a person should be in a good state to think well before being interigated [11:43p] <+Darji> *interrogated [11:44p] * ~BlindWolf8 suddenly smells burning, and notices a little ferret is ON FIRE! [11:44p] <~BlindWolf8> HOLY SHIT! [11:44p] <~BlindWolf8> SOMEBODY GET SOME WATER! [11:44p] <+Darji> O.O [11:44p] * +Yusan looks up blearily at BlindWolf, and raises on eyebrow [11:44p] <+Yusan> "Hmm…?" [11:45p] * +Darji spins around and sprays water from his magic staff to soak Yusan O.O [11:45p] <~BlindWolf8> Little guy, you were just on fire...! [11:45p] * +Darji is surprised at himself fr not noticing what else was goign on and grimaces [11:45p] * +Yusan tumbles over backwards, and bonks his head on the barstool, and unsteadily rises [11:46p] * +Darji *goes over to Yusan * "Sorry about that Yusan , but you were on fire and covered in sick" [11:46p] <+TheDragonHermit> I see, when you are ready, then, just call [11:47p] * ~BlindWolf8 Still feels concern for the unknown fur... [11:47p] <+Yusan> "Why'd ya hafta do that? You blundring *expletive, expletive* moron, *expletiving* in my own bar too." [11:47p] * +TheDragonHermit teleports away in a burst of flame [11:47p] * ~BlindWolf8 ears perk up at the word "my bar" [11:47p] * +Yusan snaps his fingers several times, on the last try finally creating a weak spark. "See? Now I can't light again!" [11:48p] <~BlindWolf8> Excuse me, Mr. Ferret, but I own this place [11:48p] <~BlindWolf8> Come to think of it, I don't think we've met [11:48p] <+Yusan> "You were pronounced dead, unless you fail to recall." [11:49p] <~BlindWolf8> Wait...what?! [11:49p] <~BlindWolf8> I was dead?! [11:49p] <~BlindWolf8> ... [11:50p] * +Darji *dry's Yusan off with a towel, getting some of the vomit off Yusan at the same time* "Forget the bar Yusan .Don't you think you should be more concerned about your state right now. Barfing up purple crud and all?" [11:50p] * +Yusan flicks the water off his hands. "You idiot. Even us daemons have to make a living you know. Just because I'm an Incubus, doesn't mean that I don't need a job…" [11:51p] * ~BlindWolf8 doesn't hear a word going on around him. He is consumed by fear. [11:51p] <~BlindWolf8> Darji...what's going ON?! [11:52p] <+Darji> Loads >.< [11:52p] <~BlindWolf8> Was I...was I really dead? Like dead dead...? [11:53p] <+Darji> I'm sure you'll be allright now BlindWolf8 . So I think you should worry about that later. You've been through to much to fret about things too. [11:53p] * +Yusan grunts. "Unless the doctors are getting worse, yeah. Like, super dead." [11:55p] <+Yusan> "Dead as a dornail. Dead from the neck up, dead from the neck down, stone cold dead." [11:55p] * +Darji glares at Yusan >:I [11:56p] * +Yusan shrugs. "What? I'm a cubi. I'm attuned to despair and misery. Whoes fault is that, huh?" [11:56p] * ~BlindWolf8 feels a chill run up his spine [11:57p] <~BlindWolf8> (brb in just a moment) [11:58p] * +Yusan tries to snap a his fingers alight again, and fails, then frowns. August 22nd, 2012 [12:01a] <~BlindWolf8> (back) [12:02a] <~BlindWolf8> So... [12:03a] * ~BlindWolf8 sighs [12:03a] <~BlindWolf8> I was dead. [12:03a] * +Yusan flaps up to the bar, then sparkles a bit. "Finally." [12:03a] <~BlindWolf8> I still can't believe it... [12:03a] * +Yusan suddenly explodes in blinding light, and transforms into his larger, more well muscled feline form, his wings now tremendous in size. [12:04a] * +Yusan shrugs. "I mean, most people react worse. You're doing pretty good." [12:05a] <+Darji> Well what's imortant is you're ok now, BlindWolf8 :3 [12:05a] * ~BlindWolf8 stumbles to his feet, falling muzzle first [12:05a] <+Darji> I made sure of ut ^^ [12:05a] <+Darji> *it [12:05a] * +Darji catches BlindWolf8 quick O.O [12:06a] * +Yusan chuckles, and sips a milkshake. [12:06a] <~BlindWolf8> Th-thank you Darji...can you help me inside...? [12:06a] <+Darji> Of course of course [12:07a] * +Darji helps BlindWolf8 to get back onto his feet [12:07a] * +Darji then holds him up and leads him were he wants to go [12:08a] <~BlindWolf8> I think...I think we're outside...can we go inside? It's a bit cold out here... [12:09a] * +Yusan is finally able to snap light on his claws, and shoots a gout of flame over to light the fireplace [12:09a] * +Darji conjures another blanket and wraps BlindWolf8 in it, then leads him inside [12:09a] <+Darji> Yup yup [12:10a] * ~BlindWolf8 looks at Darji as they pad slowly towards the door "Who's the new guy at the bar, by the way?" [12:10a] <+Darji> I don't know [12:11a] * +Yusan calls over to BlindWolf8. "I was the guy pulling the strings after you died, but my bartender quit, so this is my first night that I've been down on the floor." [12:11a] <+Yusan> "I see why he quit." [12:12a] <+Darji> I got here in the middle of a bunch of action and havn't had time to ask may questions. [12:12a] <+Darji> *many [12:13a] <~BlindWolf8> Wait...I ecognize your voice from before... [12:13a] <~BlindWolf8> You've got the same voice of that smaller fur who was on fire... [12:14a] * +Darji and BlindWolf8 are inside now, and Darji leads BlindWolf8 to a comfy chair [12:14a] * +Yusan gives BlindWolf8 a sarcastic look. "I was the fur that was on fire." [12:16a] <~BlindWolf8> What?! But... [12:16a] * ~BlindWolf8 eyes the musclebound fur, trying to compare him to the fur he had in his mind [12:16a] <~BlindWolf8> ...You're so big! [12:16a] * +Yusan shrugs. "And you were dead." [12:18a] <+Yusan> Though, this was not of my own doing. [12:18a] <~BlindWolf8> So, wait... [12:18a] <+Yusan> A mage by the name of Shirona Demidova came through, and refused to pay her share [12:18a] <+Yusan> So, I was turned into a ferret. [12:18a] <~BlindWolf8> ...Oh!... [12:19a] <~BlindWolf8> A ferret....the one outside...? [12:19a] <+Yusan> All I can really do is this weird fire thingey. Look, it doesn't even burn anything! [12:19a] <+Yusan> Oh, you mean that sorcerer that ressurected you? [12:19a] <+Yusan> Nah, I dunno that guy. [12:20a] <+Yusan> He looked pretty hardcore though. I wouldn't mess with him. [12:20a] <~BlindWolf8> No, I thought I remember you being on fire outside... [12:20a] <~BlindWolf8> Maybe I'm getting confused... [12:21a] <+Darji> >> [12:21a] <+Darji> << [12:21a] <+Yusan> "Oh, that! That's about the extent of my magic. Sorry, I'm a bit tired, I might be the one confusing you." [12:22a] <+Darji> You can change sizes and light yourself on fire without harm right, Yusan ? :) [12:22a] <~BlindWolf8> So, let me get this straight...this big guy is your normal form, but you were a ferret outside...? [12:22a] * ~BlindWolf8 's ears perk at the new name... [12:23a] <~BlindWolf8> Yusan...? Is that you? [12:23a] <+Yusan> Regular guy: Well… really just light myself on fire. [12:23a] <+Yusan> Yeah, I'm Yusan, and yes, I was the flaming ferret outside. [12:23a] <~BlindWolf8> Hmmmm... [12:23a] * ~BlindWolf8 tailwags at bit [12:23a] <~BlindWolf8> Well, I'm pleased to meet you Yusan [12:24a] <+Yusan> Also, I have the ridiculous wings, which have a habit of changing colou- Oh! I suppose I'm pleased to meet you. Almost." [12:24a] * +Yusan extends a hand. [12:25a] * ~BlindWolf8 weakly grasps the firm hand with a paw [12:25a] <~BlindWolf8> I'm BlindWolf8 [12:25a] <~BlindWolf8> ...and from what other have been telling me, I've not been myself recently... [12:25a] <~BlindWolf8> *others [12:26a] <+Yusan> "Well, considering how you were dead, undead, re-killed, and then ressurected, I'd say so." [12:27a] * ~BlindWolf8 pulls his phone out of his pocket, trying to turn it on, but it fails [12:27a] <~BlindWolf8> Darji, could you get my phone charger from the bar and plug this in...? [12:27a] * Hijinx is now known as Hijinx|AFK [12:28a] * +MattiasWolf paws at Blind and yips up at him. [12:28a] * ~BlindWolf8 's ears perk as he hears a familiar little yip [12:28a] * +Yusan reaches into a plastic bin, and rummages through it, and pulls out a phone charger. "This the one?" [12:28a] * +Darji takes BlindWolf8 's phone charger and plugs it in for him :) [12:29a] <~BlindWolf8> Ma...MattiasWolf!! [12:29a] <+MattiasWolf> Blind! [12:29a] <+MattiasWolf> Yay, you're you again! [12:29a] * ~BlindWolf8 murrs and whines at the small pup, nuzzling him [12:29a] * +Yusan sets the tub of Blind's belongings back behind the bar, and leans against it. [12:29a] <~BlindWolf8> Huh? I'm me again...? [12:29a] * +MattiasWolf nuzzles the bigger wolf happily. [12:31a] <+Yusan> "Oh, uhh… Hugfest? You guys do know that he's soaked in his own blood, right? [12:31a] <+Darji> I cleaned him up, Yusan :3 [12:32a] * +Yusan idly reaches for a jar of Nutella. "Oh? That's nice." [12:32a] * ~BlindWolf8 feels the little paws and tongue of MattiasWolf go over his face and body, so happy to feel them again. [12:32a] <~BlindWolf8> MattiasWolf... [12:32a] <+MattiasWolf> Yeah? [12:33a] <~BlindWolf8> ...What did you mean little guy? That I was "me" again...? [12:33a] * +Yusan rolls his eyes. [12:33a] <+MattiasWolf> You know... you're the real you.. not like a zombie or whatever you were. [12:33a] <+MattiasWolf> The Blind that I know and love. ^_^ [12:34a] <~BlindWolf8> Oh! I thought I was something else... [12:34a] <~BlindWolf8> Whew... [12:34a] * +Yusan stretches his wings, the tips almost four body lengths apart, and grunts. [12:34a] <~BlindWolf8> Darji, can you hand me my phone? I think it has enough charge now... [12:35a] <+Yusan> "What, Blind, were you worried that you're a were-rabbit or something?" [12:36a] * ~BlindWolf8 The words "were-rabbit" echo in BlindWolf8's mind, triggering some painful memories... [12:36a] * +Darji *hands BlindWolf8 his phone* "Yup" :3 [12:36a] <~BlindWolf8> Oh God... [12:36a] * ~BlindWolf8 takes his phone from Darji and powers it on as he thinks [12:36a] * +Yusan pales. "You're not a were-rabbit, are you?" [12:36a] <+MattiasWolf> No, he's not, now stop messing with his head! *puppy-growls* [12:37a] <~BlindWolf8> No but...I'm a werewolf if I'm remembering things right...I must've turned undead somehow... O.\ [12:37a] * ~BlindWolf8 shudders and looks at his phone... [12:37a] * +Yusan lifts up MattiasWolf using only the tips of one wing. "Or you'll what? Gnaw at my toes?" [12:37a] <~BlindWolf8> AUGUST 22ND?! [12:37a] <+MattiasWolf> .... [12:38a] <+Darji> Who're you calling btw, BlindWolf8 ? [12:38a] * +Yusan sets down MattiasWolf. "What'd you think the day was, January first?" [12:38a] <~BlindWolf8> No one Darji...I...I just remember it being the 5th a few moments ago before... [12:39a] <+Darji> Ah right for its clock! ^^ [12:39a] * +MattiasWolf grrs and tries to nom Yusan's foot... it's not very effective. [12:39a] <+Yusan> "Blind. You. Were. Dead. For real." [12:39a] <+Darji> *Ah right, [12:39a] * +Yusan wiggles his toes, and sends MattiasWolf skittering across the tile. [12:39a] <~BlindWolf8> (date and time, yerp! ^.\) [12:39a] <+MattiasWolf> Mrrr? [12:40a] <~BlindWolf8> Wow...I was gone for that long...? [12:40a] <+Caoimhe> (I wanna jump in, but I don't know how yet...) [12:40a] * +MattiasWolf goes back over and tries again. It just feels like playful nomming, even though it's not supposed to be. [12:40a] <~BlindWolf8> (Just come on in through the door if ya want! ^.\) [12:41a] <~BlindWolf8> So, wait...I was gone for that long... [12:41a] <+Yusan> I mean, I bought the bar on the twelth, so that's were I started. *Looks down* You're a fiestly little Wulf, aren't you? [12:41a] <~BlindWolf8> Oh no... [12:41a] * +Yusan picks up MattiasWolf, and holds the little pup in his arms. [12:41a] * ~BlindWolf8 wonders where all his other posessions are... [12:41a] * ~BlindWolf8 Were they sold off...? [12:42a] * +MattiasWolf whines and flails lightly as his little stomach growls. [12:42a] <+Yusan> Well, you're office is untouched *Whispers: It looks like a tomb* and all the stuff that was else where is in this bin *pull out plastic bin* [12:42a] * +Darji *points* "I think they're in a tub over here, BlindWolf8 " [12:43a] * ~BlindWolf8 stares at the little tub... [12:43a] * +Yusan takes another spoonful of Nutella, and offers it to MattiasWolf [12:43a] <~BlindWolf8> Great... [12:43a] <~BlindWolf8> My life reduced to a tub... [12:43a] * ~BlindWolf8 's ears droop [12:43a] * +Darji hugs on BlindWolf8 [12:43a] <+Yusan> Oh, no, don't worry. Most of your life is back in your office. [12:44a] * +MattiasWolf licks at the Nutella. [12:44a] <+Yusan> It's kinda a mess in there, though, I suppose it matches your life right now as well. [12:44a] * Quits: +Yusan ([REDACTED]) (Quit: Lusan is passed out.) [12:45a] * ~BlindWolf8 winces at the thought of his office and the state the bar is in... [12:46a] * +MattiasWolf looks down and sighs. "Not again." *as he drops to the floor* [12:46a] * +Caoimhe walks in through the door with the air of someone who has been deliberating for a long time now and has decided to just plunge in with eyes closed! [12:46a] * Joins: Lusan ([REDACTED]) [12:46a] * ChanServ sets mode: +v Lusan [12:46a] <~WolfBot8> A wing'd feline saunters in, takes off his headphones, then waves to everyone [12:46a] * blinkythebear is now known as blinkythebeAR [12:47a] * ~BlindWolf8 sighs deeply, thinking about how his life has been going so far [12:47a] * ~BlindWolf8 He hardly notices the new fur walk in [12:48a] * +Caoimhe peers about and is surprised to see some familiar faces. Who knew they would all gather at a bar? "B-BW?" [12:49a] * ~BlindWolf8 looks up and rubs his eyes at the new fur "Do...do I know you, miss?" [12:50a] <~BlindWolf8> (if you need a role, I can think of one) [12:50a] * +Caoimhe she shakes her head. "Um... no, I think I have the wrong person..." [12:50a] <~BlindWolf8> (just let me know) [12:50a] <+Caoimhe> (Ooh, suggest something. :3) [12:50a] <+Caoimhe> (Although I have some ideas, I want to see how they mesh. :3) [12:51a] * +Lusan walks back in from the store room. [12:51a] <~BlindWolf8> (You're a lawyer, hired to protect my belongings in case of random werewolf stuffs (like what just happened)) [12:51a] <~BlindWolf8> (Since I was dead for awhile) [12:51a] <+Lusan> So, can I prepare any drinks for you guys? Or is this a bit of a somber occasion? [12:52a] * ~BlindWolf8 looks over at the other new cat fur [12:52a] <~BlindWolf8> ...and who might you be...? [12:52a] <+Caoimhe> (Nuuuu I dun wanna be a lawyer! Maybe a paralegal...) [12:52a] <~BlindWolf8> (Sure, 'tis fine. Something business-ish was on my mind. Doesn't have to be lawyer.) [12:52a] * Lusan is now known as Yusan [12:53a] * ~BlindWolf8 shakes his head [12:53a] * +Yusan bops BlindWolf8. "You don't remember? Jeeze, I though that zombies retained more brain cells." [12:53a] <~BlindWolf8> ...oh...OH! Yusan! [12:53a] <~BlindWolf8> Sorry, sorry... [12:53a] <+Yusan> Good Job! [12:53a] <~BlindWolf8> It's been a...long day... [12:54a] * +Yusan sarcastically pats BlindWolf8 on the back. "Yeah, not everyone has the honour of being ressurected." [12:54a] * +Caoimhe stares in shock. "Zombies, now? Zombies?" She slumps. "Oh, I hate this job..." [12:54a] * +Yusan eyes Caoimhe suspiciously. "Who's the suit?" [12:54a] * +MattiasWolf whimpers and rubs his head with a paw. That last landing didn't go so well. [12:55a] * ~BlindWolf8 ears perk at the feminine voice hitting his ears [12:55a] * +Yusan offers MattiasWolf another spoonful of Nutella [12:55a] * ~BlindWolf8 turns his head to face the new fur [12:55a] * +Caoimhe starts once she realizes Yusan means her. "Uh... well, um... I... Who's Mr. Blindwolf?" [12:56a] <~BlindWolf8> Miss, I am... [12:56a] <~BlindWolf8> Can I help you...? [12:56a] <+Yusan> "Ma'am, do you want a martini? Or prehaps a vodka shot? You look like you've had a day." [12:56a] <+Caoimhe> (I should totally be from Wolfram & Hart... hehe) [12:56a] <~BlindWolf8> (DO IT!) [12:58a] <+Caoimhe> "Oh," she says timidly, then readjusts her glasses and extends her paw to him, walking closer, though not apparently liking it. "I was sent here by the law offices of Wolfram & Hart with some paperwork." [12:58a] * +Yusan reaches behind the bar for some liquor, then looks around. "And you, little pup? *To MattiasWolf* Would you like a milkshake?" [12:58a] * +Caoimhe mutters under her breath, "Please don't be a zombie..." [12:59a] * +MattiasWolf shakes his head. [12:59a] * +Yusan calls over to Caoimhe "Oh, he's just recently ressurected. Only until recently was he a zombie." [12:59a] <+Caoimhe> (I will permanently love anyone who knows the source of Wolfram & Hart and likes it) [12:59a] <+MattiasWolf> Every time someone's holding me, they end up disappearing and I land on the floor kinda hard. [12:59a] <~BlindWolf8> (I assume it has some deeper meaning than the events that took place...?) [12:59a] <+MattiasWolf> This is the second time today. [01:00a] <+MattiasWolf> It's starting to hurt a little now. [01:00a] <+Yusan> (Caoimhe, that's a Buffy reference, yeah?) [01:00a] <+Darji> (brb) [01:00a] <+Caoimhe> (It's more of an Angel reference, but same universe.) [01:01a] * ~BlindWolf8 shakes her little paw, noticing how much smaller and lighter they are compared to his cushy paws [01:01a] <~BlindWolf8> ...Some paperwork, miss? [01:01a] * +Yusan only ever watched a few episodes of Buffy :3 [01:01a] * ~BlindWolf8 tilts his head [01:01a] <~BlindWolf8> Don't you find that ironic, considering that paper is made from trees...? [01:02a] <~BlindWolf8> I hope you have a nice, non-tree home, miss.... [01:02a] * +Yusan grabs Blind's ear, and whispers "Enough with the squirrel jokes! She probably gets enough already." [01:03a] * +Caoimhe she smiles warily, watching the huge paws engulf her little squirrely ones and suppresses the urge to run just in time to force her smile thanks to the paper and trees reference. "I'll have you know I'm not a coun-tree bumpkin. I'm a city squirrel.... sir." She adds the last with a blush as if remembering her place. [01:03a] * ~BlindWolf8 winces as some things are said in his ear, regretting his words [01:03a] <~BlindWolf8> Well, uhm... [01:04a] * +Caoimhe tries to hide her embarassment and overally discomfort by fumbling out a stack of papers from her bag. "These!" [01:04a] <~BlindWolf8> ...What are these miss...? [01:04a] * +Yusan smiles at the squirrel. Saying "I hope that it's not to do with any… less than desirable actions… Does it? After all, Wolfram and Hart does have a certian… reputation. [01:05a] * +Caoimhe she cringes a moment, then tries to compose herself. "These papers. Um... Concerning incidents of... um... lycanthropy, indemnity, and um..." [01:06a] * +Caoimhe gives a pleading look to Yusan, then just thrusts the papers to BW! "I'm just a paralegal!" [01:06a] * +Yusan smiles broadly, and nods at Blind. "Ah, so I see that you do have a reason why you are dealing with these… cretians." [01:06a] * +Yusan nods at Caoimhe. "No offense." [01:06a] * ~BlindWolf8 collects the papers thrown at him [01:07a] * +Caoimhe frowns at Yusan. [01:07a] <~BlindWolf8> Miss, please. [01:07a] <~BlindWolf8> Have a seat. [01:07a] <~BlindWolf8> You seem quite flustered... [01:07a] * ~BlindWolf8 ruffles through the papers in his paws... [01:07a] * +Yusan smiles maliciously at Caoimhe, and says inwardly, "I have done my fair share of business with your employer though.." [01:08a] <~BlindWolf8> Hmmm... [01:08a] * +Caoimhe sits with a flump. "I didn't ask for this. I've already been harassed by two demons and had to take notes for a meeting with what I can only describe as a giant, talking slug. I'm just happy you're not something terrible!" [01:09a] * ~BlindWolf8 runs a claw over some words, mumbling them to himself... [01:09a] <~BlindWolf8> Oh, yeah...I remember now... [01:09a] * +Yusan grins, and asks "Did one of the demons happen to be on charges of homicide and serial arson?" [01:10a] <+Yusan> And possibly kidnapping? [01:10a] * +MattiasWolf lies down near the bar, whimpering a little as he does. [01:11a] <~BlindWolf8> This stuff protects my belongs from being sold off unless I am actually dead. So things like the undead, werewolves, and other things don't count me as...out, I guess.... [01:11a] * +Caoimhe shoots a look to Yusan. "I'm not so new at this that I'm going to talk about what our clients may or may not have done." [01:11a] <~BlindWolf8> Man, my brother-in-law was right to have me sign these... [01:12a] * +Yusan rolls his eyes. "Yeesh, I was just wondering if you had seen an old friend of mine. He was my roommate at academy. About yea tall, squat, build like a brick wall?" [01:13a] * +Caoimhe reaches over and indicates on the correct page. "This paragraph details how you also need to be irrevocably dead by definition, so any subsequent ressurections nullify any claims or announcements of your death." [01:13a] <+Yusan> (*built) [01:14a] * ~BlindWolf8 nods [01:14a] * +Caoimhe looks back to Yusan, and shrugs. "That's not very familiar to me..." [01:15a] <+MattiasWolf> (So.. what's my role in here... am I basically the bar's pet or something?) [01:15a] * +Caoimhe looks uncomfortable learning that Yusan is/is tied to demons. [01:15a] * +Yusan shrugs, and leaves the two furs to their work. [01:15a] <~BlindWolf8> (You can be whatever you want MattiasWolf) [01:15a] * +Yusan picks up MattiasWolf in his wings, and places him in his headwings, wrapping him securely. [01:16a] * +MattiasWolf whines softly, trying not to move his paws too much. [01:16a] <~BlindWolf8> What else should I know miss? [01:16a] <~BlindWolf8> I'm no legal expert... [01:16a] * +Yusan wiggles his ears, and gently buffets the little fur. [01:17a] <+MattiasWolf> I had a bit of a rough landing when you disappeared earlier. [01:18a] * +Yusan whimpers softly, and murrs "I'm sorry little one. I didn't mean to hurt you." [01:18a] <+Caoimhe> (Yusan, you read DMFA, maybe? [01:18a] <+Yusan> (Yup) [01:18a] <+Yusan> (She's very good with her mythology) [01:18a] <+MattiasWolf> It's not too bad, but it hurts when I move a couple of my paws. [01:19a] * +Yusan brings down MattiasWolf, and reaches under the bar for some ice, then gets a better idea. "Hey MattiasWolf, could I show you a little trick?" [01:19a] <+Caoimhe> "Oh, basically this paperwork is to use the dying bit to indemnify you of any events that may have happened prior to your death, but also reverse any transferral of property due to your death." [01:19a] <+MattiasWolf> ...Sure? [01:20a] * +Caoimhe indicates a few blank spaces. "I need your initials here, here... and here... And you need to sign here," she adds, indicating the last page." [01:20a] * +Yusan clicks his fingers, lights a bright blue flame on his palm. "Now, this is cold-fire. I give you my word that it will only cool off your paws." [01:20a] * ~BlindWolf8 continues to nod [01:21a] <~BlindWolf8> Hmmm...makes sense... [01:21a] <~BlindWolf8> Do you have a pen, miss? [01:21a] <+TheDragonHermit> (would you need the ressurector to sign anything?) [01:21a] <+MattiasWolf> Ok.... [01:22a] <+MattiasWolf> I don't think I broke anything. [01:22a] <~BlindWolf8> (He probably should) [01:22a] <~BlindWolf8> (As notary) [01:22a] * +Yusan looks at MattiasWolf, and gently places his hand on each of the little pup's paws, lighting each of them ablaze, the fire giving him a tingling, cold feeling in the pads of his feet. [01:22a] <+MattiasWolf> Mrrr? [01:23a] * +Yusan smiles down at the little pup. "Now how's that?" [01:23a] <+MattiasWolf> Better... [01:24a] <+MattiasWolf> It'll heal eventually, I hope. [01:24a] * +Caoimhe pats her pockets, then looks into her bag and pulls out a pen. She makes sure it works on a piece of scrap paper first, then hands it over. "Don't sign yet. We need the person who did the resurrection, or the leader of the cult or organization, or a legal representative thereof, to sign as a witness." [01:25a] <~BlindWolf8> Oh, that would be TheDragonHermit [01:25a] * +TheDragonHermit teleports in, in a burst of flame "I was called?" [01:26a] * +TheDragonHermit looks around "Oh bugger, You guys" [01:26a] <~BlindWolf8> TheDragonHermit: Seems you need to sign this paper here... [01:26a] * +Yusan faceplants on the bar counter with a loud clatter [01:26a] <+Yusan> I… hate… spellcasters... [01:27a] <+TheDragonHermit> I refuse, on grounds that I will not be held respocible while I consider you a danger to yourself and others [01:28a] <~BlindWolf8> Great, so this means I'm legally dead right now. Wonderful.... [01:28a] * +Yusan pours himself a tall shot of vodka. "Blind, want one?" [01:28a] * +Caoimhe cringes. "W-we c-can draw up an indemnity clause for the witness." [01:28a] <+TheDragonHermit> I revived you to give you a chance to learn to use your power [01:29a] * +Yusan downs his shot, and pours another. [01:29a] <+TheDragonHermit> you must learn to actually use this *indicates the eyepatch* [01:29a] <+TheDragonHermit> Oh and may I have a flaming zombie barkeep [01:29a] * +Yusan stares at the vodka, and raises it to eye level. "Hmmm?" [01:30a] <~BlindWolf8> My brother-in-law...they lawyer...jeez.... [01:30a] <~BlindWolf8> So much red tape.... [01:30a] <+Yusan> "Blind, you're sure you don't want one of these?" [01:31a] <~BlindWolf8> Yeah, I could use a shot right now, but mix it in with some OJ please [01:31a] <+TheDragonHermit> Oh and nice tail paper lady something like that must take some care [01:32a] * +Caoimhe blushes fiercely. [01:33a] <+TheDragonHermit> so about that flaming zombie [01:33a] <+Caoimhe> (is totally expecting a variant on the holey bartender...) [01:34a] * +Yusan pours a small bit of OJ into a glass, then pours a bit of RedBull with some vodka, and whiskey, then hands the concoction to BlindWolf8, saying "Watch out, it's got a bit of a kick." [01:35a] <~BlindWolf8> Good. I need a kick right about now. [01:35a] * ~BlindWolf8 pours the shot glass' contents down his muzzle. [01:35a] * +Yusan looks quizically at TheDragonHermit. "Are you talking about me?" [01:35a] <~BlindWolf8> Yick. Too much vodka for my taste.... [01:36a] * ~BlindWolf8 winces [01:36a] <+TheDragonHermit> arnt you tending the bar? [01:36a] <~BlindWolf8> So, TheDragonHermit...you won't sign anything...? [01:36a] <+Yusan> "Well… yeah, but I'm a cubi, not a friggin undead, jerk." [01:36a] <+TheDragonHermit> Not until you can prove you wount go turning people again [01:37a] <+TheDragonHermit> its a drink barkeep [01:38a] <~BlindWolf8> I don't know TheDragonHermit...it's going to be hard, and I'm afraid... [01:38a] <+TheDragonHermit> five types of rum, some beer, tropical fruit juice topped with overproof rum and set on fire. The Flaming Zombie [01:39a] * +Yusan slams his face into the bar. "I've had it up to here *motions above head* With you frickin 'casters today. Please, can I just get you a beer?" [01:39a] * ~BlindWolf8 pants at the mention of rum [01:39a] * +Caoimhe stammers out, "H-he's c-covered under h-his contract... that.. h-he's not legally responsible f-for any victims..." [01:39a] <+TheDragonHermit> Then continue as you ar BW see if I care, I gave you a chance [01:39a] <+TheDragonHermit> yeah a beer will be fine [01:40a] * +Yusan wearily reaches down for the rum, and keeps out the OJ, and lifts up a small metal tin. "Well, I'm already half way there, why not?" [01:40a] <+TheDragonHermit> thank you [01:41a] * +Yusan pours all the liquids into two glasses, in no particular measure, and snaps his hands to make a small spark, and lights the two drinks ablaze. [01:41a] * +Yusan pours a long stream of vodka into his, and takes a deep gulp, getting a bit of flame on his muzzle as well. [01:41a] * ~BlindWolf8 looks towards the squirrel. "Miss, will me doing what TheDragonHermit wants allow us to sign this thing and move on? I'm assuming getting a rewritten agreement takes too much time...?" [01:42a] <+TheDragonHermit> Caoimhe: that is the problem I have been taking responsibility, fixing tham back up [01:42a] * +Yusan slides the drink over to TheDragonHermit [01:42a] <+TheDragonHermit> I grow weary of dealing with that, and the lycangst oi [01:43a] <+TheDragonHermit> thank you, how much? [01:43a] <+Yusan> "Given the state of things, I don't really care..." [01:43a] * +Caoimhe looks chastised, then nods. "Yes, Mr. Blindwolf. We only mind that the signatures are on there. However, any agreement you enter into without your attorney present is not covered under your agreement and contract with Wolfram & Hart." [01:44a] * +TheDragonHermit passes a small heap of gold coins [01:44a] * +Yusan blearily sweeps the coins into his pocket. "Thanks." [01:44a] <+TheDragonHermit> at least some of this is my fault [01:45a] * ~BlindWolf8 frowns and muzzlepaws deeply [01:45a] * ~BlindWolf8 sighs [01:45a] <+TheDragonHermit> I'm a balance mage all things must balance out [01:45a] <~BlindWolf8> I guess we *legally* have to get this over with.... [01:46a] <+TheDragonHermit> if you want your life back [01:46a] * ~BlindWolf8 reflects on TheDragonHermit's words [01:46a] <~BlindWolf8> Yeah... [01:46a] <~BlindWolf8> I guess so. [01:46a] * +Yusan whimpers, and rests his jaw against the counter. "Oh, how I long for the days where Wolfram and Hart was just a bunch of thugs. Looks like they've now got a couple half-wits at work…" [01:46a] <+TheDragonHermit> well you have your LIFE back but you know what I mean [01:46a] <~BlindWolf8> So...how can we do this? [01:47a] <+Yusan> (Caoimhe ping) [01:47a] <+Caoimhe> (ping!) [01:48a] <+TheDragonHermit> What you lack is the will power to fight the Lycantaint [01:48a] <+Yusan> (*hug*) [01:48a] <+TheDragonHermit> the eyepatch gives you the ability the rest is up to you [01:48a] * +Caoimhe tries to ignore Yusan's comment, just sort of thinking about leaves. [01:48a] <~BlindWolf8> Hmmm... [01:49a] <+TheDragonHermit> need some sunlight though to train you [01:49a] * +Yusan grumbles "What, you just hand out powerfully enchanted artifacts to random sobs? This one wasn't even living until this afternoon!" [01:49a] <+TheDragonHermit> I sell them [01:50a] * +MattiasWolf wanders around a bit. [01:50a] <+TheDragonHermit> he is not satisfied yet so I cannot get my... [01:50a] <+TheDragonHermit> price [01:51a] <~BlindWolf8> Well, we can practice I guess TheDragonHermit [01:51a] * +Caoimhe looks to BW, then back to TDH, feeling a little thirsty. "W-when did you produce this artifact for M-Mr. Blindwolf?" [01:51a] <~BlindWolf8> It's not a full moon tonight [01:51a] <~BlindWolf8> Hmmmm... [01:51a] <+TheDragonHermit> a while ago [01:51a] <+Caoimhe> "Before or after his most recent demise? [01:51a] <+TheDragonHermit> before [01:51a] <~BlindWolf8> It was before, Miss. [01:52a] <~BlindWolf8> The 3rd of August. [01:52a] * +Yusan pours Caoimhe a tall glass of water, and hands it over to the nervous looking paralegal. [01:52a] <+TheDragonHermit> It was a work of art wasted on this one [01:52a] * +Caoimhe nods. "And have you already paid for said artifact, Mr. Blindwolf?" [01:52a] * +MattiasWolf paws lightly at Caoimhe [01:53a] <~BlindWolf8> I-I'm not sure. [01:53a] * +Caoimhe looks up at Yusan and smiles gratefully. "Thank you." [01:53a] <+TheDragonHermit> nope he is not satisfied yet [01:53a] * +Darji thinks he see's where this is going(concerning the articact) >.> [01:53a] * ~BlindWolf8 picks up MattiasWolf and nuzzles him [01:53a] * +Yusan pipes up. "Doesn't being ressurected typically cost a load of cash?" [01:53a] <+Darji> *artifact [01:53a] <+TheDragonHermit> so let and obligation and all that [01:54a] <+TheDragonHermit> Yusan: yeah and that will be added to the price of the eyepatch [01:54a] * ~BlindWolf8 looks at his phone [01:54a] * +Caoimhe pauses a moment in thought. "Oh. Look, I really don't want to bother you guys anymore and I've had a really long day. Is there any way I can get these signatures tonight, or do I need to go back to the office?" [01:55a] <+Yusan> Three cheers for skullduggery! [01:55a] <+TheDragonHermit> We will call you I need sunlight for this [01:55a] <~BlindWolf8> Yeah, it'll have to be at another time Miss. [01:56a] <~BlindWolf8> But I appreciate you coming down here. [01:56a] * +Caoimhe frowns, then drinks the water. "I don't think they'll be sending me out again after failing to get the needed signatures..." [01:56a] * +MattiasWolf sits at Caoimhe's feet, looks up and yips at her. [01:56a] * +Caoimhe looks down at Mattias and stiffens a moment before reaching down tentatively and petting him. [01:57a] <~BlindWolf8> Hmmm...can I call you somehow to let you know when to come back here with the paperwork? [01:57a] <+TheDragonHermit> In the meantime, I have to say I like the new management. One can finally get a decent mixed drink here. [01:57a] * +MattiasWolf nuzzles the hand that's petting him, his little tail wagging happily. [01:58a] * +Yusan smiles wearily. "I am the management." [01:58a] * ~BlindWolf8 feels a spear go through his wolfy heart a second time tonight [01:58a] <+TheDragonHermit> yup I know [01:58a] <+MattiasWolf> (I think for now I'll be the bar's pet... a small but playful little pup. [01:58a] <+MattiasWolf> ) [01:58a] <~BlindWolf8> (^.\) [01:58a] * +Caoimhe clears her throat. "You mean, you're the new management pending the death of Mr. Blindwolf." [01:59a] * +Yusan sighs. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Go chew on a nut." [01:59a] * +Caoimhe writes down her phone number and slides it to Blindwolf, then leans over and whispers in his ear. [01:59a] <+TheDragonHermit> If you have any troble with you bosses just call me --- Via PM: [02:00a] Sign this document as soon as you can. The ownership of that artifact is in question until you sign, then all payments and agreements thereof are wrapped up under the clause of your non-permanent death, and you own it outright! --- [02:00a] <+Yusan> "OOH! The pick up lines haven't gotten any better in teh last sixty years!" [02:00a] <+Darji> I don't think that was waht was going on there, Yusan [02:01a] <+Darji> *what [02:01a] * ~BlindWolf8 silently nods to Caoimhe [02:01a] <+TheDragonHermit> I'm being stubborn, no need for you to have any problems as a result. [02:01a] * +Caoimhe shoots a look filled with plush daggers at Yusan. [02:01a] <+Caoimhe> (Because I'm just not intimidating at all.) [02:01a] * +Yusan clutches at his chest, crying "Oh! What wounds!" [02:01a] <~BlindWolf8> Well, TheDragonHermit, can we test a little bit tonight...? [02:01a] <+Yusan> #sarcasm [02:02a] <+TheDragonHermit> Oh? What wounds? [02:02a] * ~BlindWolf8 stores Caoimhe's phone number in his phone [02:02a] * +Yusan shoots a gout of flame from his palm at TheDragonHermit. "Oh, shut up." [02:03a] <+TheDragonHermit> a little I can produce a half moon's light with this at night [02:03a] <+Caoimhe> "Mr. Blindwolf, do make sure you call me, and please make sure you get that signed. Preferably no later than midday tomorrow." [02:03a] <~BlindWolf8> What will happen if I don't get back to you within that time...? [02:03a] <+Yusan> Probably death. [02:03a] * +Caoimhe she gives a strained smile. "Then you'll have someone else assigned to it." [02:04a] * +Caoimhe shoots Yusan another look. [02:04a] <~BlindWolf8> TheDragonHermit: There's less than half a moon out tonight according to my phone. Maybe we can test with that. [02:04a] <+Yusan> "What she means, is that she'll be offed, and they'll hire another slumpf." [02:04a] <+TheDragonHermit> We will get back to you by the evening [02:05a] * ~BlindWolf8 nods [02:05a] <~BlindWolf8> Miss, if you could try and extend the deadline until this time tomorrow night, that would be wonderful. [02:06a] * +Yusan leans heavily against the bar, and says "I'm afraid that's really not how Wolf, Ram, and Hart like doing business. [02:06a] * +Darji *waves his hand in the air* "Does it make any difference that I healed up BlindWolf8 enough that he would actually live after being revived? Can I be a witness or what not, Caoimhe ? [02:06a] * +Caoimhe frowns lightly, then nods. "Mr. Blindwolf, the deadline is of course entirely up to you. But may I remind you that, legally, until that is all signed, notarized, and returned, you are and remain deceased, with all the complications that entails." [02:07a] * ~BlindWolf8 nods [02:07a] <~BlindWolf8> I understand miss. [02:07a] <~BlindWolf8> And I appreciate your help. [02:07a] <+Yusan> "Oh, squirrely-girl. How's Ram's cough doing? He sounded pretty ragged last time I saw him." [02:07a] * +Caoimhe looks to Darji, brightening. "Were you actually part of the resurrection, as an independent agent?" [02:08a] <+Darji> I was there and helped out? :3 [02:08a] * +Caoimhe looks back to Yusan and shrugs. "Ram? I'm sorry, I have no idea who you're talking about." [02:08a] <+TheDragonHermit> It just looked nasty it would have healed up on its own [02:08a] <+Darji> actively [02:08a] <+Yusan> "I puked once or twice on Blind here, so I could probably sign, even though I didn't really do much." [02:09a] * +Yusan is looking a little bit tipsy [02:10a] <+Caoimhe> "Mr.... Lizard. If you can attest that you were, in fact, independantly responsible for any principle aspect of Mr. Blindwolf's actual resurrection, then, yes, you may sign as a witness!" [02:10a] <+Darji> I kept him here yup! :3 [02:13a] * +Caoimhe smiles at BW. "Mr. Blindwolf, would you accept this lizard to witness as the resurrecting agent? If so, we can have this paperwork all finished in minutes!" [02:13a] * +TheDragonHermit sighs "well there goes my leverage, and flaming zombies" [02:14a] * +Darji *adds* "In fact I was there durring the whole thing and healed him as part of the resurrection" :D [02:14a] <+TheDragonHermit> you cleaned up after [02:14a] * +Yusan smiles at TheDragonHermit. "If you'd like to clean up that vomit over there, I can pay you in flaming zombies." [02:15a] * +TheDragonHermit teleports the vomit to the trashcan [02:15a] <+Darji> after, TheDragonHermit ? he wouldn't have stayed alive and you wer just asking questions at the time. I steered things so he would live. [02:15a] <+Yusan> "Fucking… magic…" [02:15a] * +Yusan gets out the fixings for several large flaming zombies [02:15a] <+Darji> *were [02:15a] * ~BlindWolf8 watches the drama between TheDragonHermit and Darji [02:15a] * +Caoimhe calls over to Yusan as a suggestion, "I recommend your payout be based on hours worked." [02:16a] <+TheDragonHermit> he would have its a tramatic revive but it works [02:16a] <+TheDragonHermit> and it's the best I can do [02:16a] <+Yusan> "Eh, I figure I'll just make a couple, build some good faith, you know?" [02:17a] * +Caoimhe makes sure to take mental notes of the events, as currently debated between Darji and TDH. She also surreptitiously records said debate for future use. [02:17a] * +TheDragonHermit fidgets with the spear [02:17a] * +Yusan hands TDH two flaming drinks, one for each hand. [02:17a] <+TheDragonHermit> thanks [02:18a] <~BlindWolf8> Miss, what do we do in a case where they both helped heal me? Does one simply need to sign? [02:18a] <+Darji> Didn't his spirit just get brought back by the spear? He would need all kinds of medical attention. blood and a lack of wounds bing very important to life [02:18a] * +Yusan shrugs. "No problem." [02:18a] <+Darji> *being [02:18a] <~BlindWolf8> Or is it the person who did the initial resurrection and not healing? [02:18a] <+TheDragonHermit> nah everything would knit up nicely but slowly [02:18a] * +Caoimhe jumps up, clapping, then looks entirely embarassed. "So the principle agent in resurrecting Mr. Blindwolf was that spear?" [02:18a] <+TheDragonHermit> tramatic as I said [02:19a] <+TheDragonHermit> yup [02:19a] <+Darji> So I definitely imprioved the actual procedure! :D [02:19a] * +Yusan smacks his head aginst the bar. [02:19a] <+TheDragonHermit> oh yes you did indeed [02:20a] <+Darji> I participated in the resurrection, miss Caoimhe ! ^^ [02:20a] * +Caoimhe picks up the pen and gives it to BW. "Sign away, Mr. Blindwolf. And I'll witness that the principle agent was an inanimate object, and therefore a form of 'natural resurrection'." [02:20a] <+TheDragonHermit> lich blood onna spear [02:20a] <+Caoimhe> "I have it on record, too." She beams. [02:21a] <+TheDragonHermit> takes forever to get lich blood [02:21a] * +Yusan moans, and holds his hands over his ears. "Oooohh… so much leagal-ese. Make it stooooppp..." [02:21a] <+TheDragonHermit> they don't bleed usually is the thing [02:22a] <~BlindWolf8> Miss, it doesn't matter the maker or user of said object? Also, after I sign this, I would like to speak to you privately about modifications to this paperwork. [02:22a] <~BlindWolf8> So we can avoid some red tape in the future. [02:23a] * +Caoimhe shakes her head. "Nope. It's on record that, plainly stated, that the spear was responsible. And also, incidentally, some lich blood that may or may not have been on the spear." [02:23a] <+TheDragonHermit> you gotta use vampire spit to get the blood flowing first [02:23a] <~BlindWolf8> Miss, do you need my pawprint as well? [02:23a] <+TheDragonHermit> and getting that is a real pain in the neck [02:24a] * +Yusan bops TDH. "No pun intended, I'm sure..." [02:24a] <+TheDragonHermit> then getting that into a lich, forget about it [02:24a] * +Caoimhe smiles. "No, Mr. Blindwolf. Remember, we have everything we need to properly identify you just by your presence, signature, and... um... spiritual imprint." [02:24a] * +Darji *hugs TheDragonHermit tight* "Thanks a bunch btw TheDragonHermit . And sorry you're getting trodden on so much" [02:25a] * ~BlindWolf8 tilts his head [02:25a] <+TheDragonHermit> but no I needed it to replicate The Lance of Loginus [02:25a] <~BlindWolf8> ...spiritual imprint...? [02:25a] <+TheDragonHermit> wonderful device if a bit slow [02:26a] <+Yusan> What, is that like, his wang or something? [02:26a] * +Yusan is immature [02:26a] <+TheDragonHermit> Hah he wished [02:26a] * +Caoimhe looks at TDH, "Although we at Wolfram and Hart do not publicly condone the use, collection, or speculation of blood, icor, or other similar bodily fluids of living, dead, living dead, or undead persons or beings, I offer you condolences on behalf of Wolfram and Hart for your troubles in aiding the spear to resurrect our client, Mr. Blindwolf." [02:27a] <+TheDragonHermit> nah I ended up paying him with some golden shades [02:27a] <+TheDragonHermit> lets him go out durring the day [02:28a] * +Yusan finally lets his jaw hit the bar, then looks at the bottle of rum in his hand... [02:28a] <+Caoimhe> "Now, we can speak as much as necessary. However, although I'm entrusted with your files and know much of your case history with Wolfram and Hart, anything I say is the express interpretation and opinion of myself, and in no way binds Wolfram and Hart in future deals with you." [02:29a] <+Caoimhe> (Yusan, did I make your jaw hit the bar? :() [02:29a] <+Caoimhe> (That last was directed at BW. :3) [02:30a] * +Yusan reassembles his logic center, and mutters "Strong shit…" then goes off for a walk. [02:30a] * +Yusan calls back "Open bar" [02:30a] * +MattiasWolf walks around the office a bit. [02:31a] <+TheDragonHermit> oh well this just means I don't have leverage to force the training BeeDub here needs [02:31a] <~BlindWolf8> I'm still confused Miss. Can you give me more information as to a spiritual imprint? [02:31a] <~BlindWolf8> I would like to know about that before I sign. [02:32a] * +Yusan grins. "If it helps at all, Blind, I don't have a spiritual imprint. Does that clarify things in even the slightest?" [02:32a] <~BlindWolf8> Whoa, wait... [02:32a] <~BlindWolf8> ...my soul...? [02:33a] <+Yusan> Kinda, but not really. [02:33a] <+Caoimhe> "Certainly, Mr. Blindwolf. We have your blood sample, fur sample, signature, retinal patters, aura records, and signature all in our records. For your security, of course. It makes it very, very difficult for someone to fake being you." [02:33a] <+Darji> I bet it's like a photo [02:33a] <+Yusan> I'm sure Caoimhe here knows the nitty gritty on it. [02:34a] <+Caoimhe> (Ack, signature several times! She's nervous, still.) [02:34a] <+TheDragonHermit> I think I have some of it on this *waves the spear* [02:34a] * ~BlindWolf8 snickers at retinal patterns [02:34a] * +Yusan murrs sleepily, and grabs the spear before it takes his eye out. "Watch it!" [02:34a] <~BlindWolf8> Heheh, it would be very hard for someone to copy my retinal signature! [02:35a] * +Darji has some fur (and more blood) o na towel! :3 [02:35a] <+Yusan> "Well, retinal pattern. Singular" [02:35a] * +Caoimhe covers her mouth and goes wide-eyed. "Oh! Umm... Probably not retinal patterns..." [02:35a] <+Darji> *on [02:35a] <+Darji> *a [02:36a] <+TheDragonHermit> should retain an imprint [02:36a] <~BlindWolf8> Hehe, oh, I'm sure I did it. I would remember something like that. [02:36a] <+Yusan> TWSS [02:36a] * +Yusan stretches his wings, and almost knocks over Darji. "What about ownership of this bar?" [02:37a] <+Yusan> "I paid good money for this place." [02:37a] <~BlindWolf8> I'm glad you have all of these on file, but I still would like to know what a spiritual imprint is. [02:37a] * ~BlindWolf8 shoots a look at Yusan [02:37a] * +Darji gets his footing back and glares at Yusan >_> [02:37a] <+TheDragonHermit> disspute the payment as a falce document [02:37a] <~BlindWolf8> Oh, you mean *MY* bar? [02:38a] <+TheDragonHermit> if they refuse to repay contest it in court along with legal fees [02:39a] * +Yusan frowns. "Excuse me. I only kept the place standing while you were off being some fucking unholy abomination. I only paid double what this property is worth to get on early bid in." [02:39a] <+TheDragonHermit> oh and pain and suffering for dealing with this shit [02:40a] <+TheDragonHermit> who did you buy it from [02:41a] * +Yusan shrugs. "Some real-estate creep." [02:41a] <+TheDragonHermit> did you check their licence [02:41a] <+Yusan> Yeah, it checked out a-ok. [02:42a] <+Yusan> I mean, you were DEAD, for christ'ssake [02:43a] <+TheDragonHermit> well then some wires got crossed somewhere, cause with the paperwork BW gots they should have waited another couple of weeks at least [02:43a] * +Caoimhe listens intently, but responds to BW. "I don't know the details, but spiritual imprints are left on things you touch and places you go." [02:43a] <~BlindWolf8> ...and none of you stopped him?! [02:43a] <~BlindWolf8> Ah, that is fine Miss. [02:43a] <~BlindWolf8> I'll give you the spiritial imprint first [02:44a] * ~BlindWolf8 lays a paw on each of the papers of the document [02:44a] <+TheDragonHermit> I was pissed off at you, If you will recall, still am/ [02:44a] <~BlindWolf8> TheDragonHermit: but no one else at the bar stopped him? [02:44a] * +Caoimhe looks to Yusan. "If you need legal representation..." [02:45a] <+MattiasWolf> I'm a pup, what was I supposed to do, chew on his feet? [02:45a] <+Yusan> "No, no, I'm fine. I owe Hart money anyway, and I'd rather avoid him for a little bit. Plus, I always have the terror and mayhem route open." [02:45a] * +Yusan massages his temples for a little bit. [02:46a] <+Yusan> Actually, could I see your card? [02:46a] <+TheDragonHermit> how much did you pay? [02:46a] <+Yusan> Ummm… let's see… Erhm… [02:46a] * +Yusan counts on his finders [02:46a] <+Yusan> *fingers [02:47a] <+Yusan> about £1,200,250, why? [02:48a] * +Caoimhe pulls out a card and hands it to Yusan. [02:48a] <+TheDragonHermit> Is that building or building and property [02:48a] <+Yusan> Both [02:48a] * +Yusan tucks the card into his shirtpocket. "Thanks." [02:49a] <+TheDragonHermit> just curious [02:50a] <~BlindWolf8> OK, Miss. [02:50a] <~BlindWolf8> All signed. [02:50a] <~BlindWolf8> http://blindwolf8.com/barkade/rp/wws-bw8-sig-legal-paperwork.png [02:50a] * ~BlindWolf8 hands the paperwork back to Caoimhe [02:51a] * +Caoimhe takes them and looks very, very relieved. [02:51a] <~BlindWolf8> Is everything OK...? [02:51a] * +Darji holds out a pen of his :3 [02:53a] * +Yusan sighs, and slaps himself awake a little longer. [02:53a] <+Yusan> (It's 2:53 AM here..) [02:53a] <+TheDragonHermit> (same) [02:54a] <+Caoimhe> (1 hours earlier here) [02:54a] <+Darji> I need to sign right? :o [02:55a] <+Caoimhe> "No, Mr. Lizard, we've fixed that problem. But thank you! And if you ever need legal representation, please consider Wolfram and Hart." [02:55a] <+Darji> Kk! :3 [02:55a] <~BlindWolf8> Thank you Miss. [02:55a] * +Yusan motions to Caoimhe. "Could I talk to you for a second? [02:56a] <+TheDragonHermit> goodbye flaming zombies [02:56a] * +Caoimhe smiles back at BW, then gets up and heads over to Yusan. "Hmm?" [02:57a] * +Yusan whispers into Caoimhe's ear, "I fear that the Board is growing dissatified with Eve… And that worries me." [02:57a] <+Yusan> "Who looks most apt to replace her?" [02:58a] * +Caoimhe blinks. "I'm just a paralegal!" [02:58a] <+TheDragonHermit> with a lovely tail [02:59a] * +Yusan grabs Caoimhe about the arm. "And I'm in deep shit. Can you put me in contact with someone who can?" [02:59a] <~BlindWolf8> O.\ [02:59a] <+TheDragonHermit> oi [03:00a] * +Caoimhe shrugs, looking apologetic. "You can call the office. I don't know too much of the inner workings and the board, really." [03:01a] * +Caoimhe whispers, "Though I have heard rumors about a Marcus Hamilton coming in at a high position..." [03:02a] * +Yusan runs his hands through his hair, then gently bats aside the paralegal with his wings, and walks behind the bar, and takes a deep swig from the bottle of rum. "Fantastic… What a day." [03:02a] * ~BlindWolf8 looks to Darji and TheDragonHermit, not knowing what the two are talking about. [03:03a] * ~BlindWolf8 points towards Caoimhe and Yusan [03:03a] <~BlindWolf8> This right here is why I'm not in that business. [03:03a] * ~BlindWolf8 faces Caoimhe [03:03a] <+Darji> Hmm? [03:03a] <~BlindWolf8> That's why I like it that people like you take care of it, miss. [03:04a] * +Caoimhe looks back at Blindwolf and smiles. "I appreciate that, Mr. Blindwolf." [03:04a] * ~BlindWolf8 nods [03:04a] <+Darji> I don't know anything about the inner workings of any legal firm actually X3 [03:04a] <~BlindWolf8> Please tell your superiors that I believe you're doing a fine job. [03:04a] * +Yusan takes another deep swig from his bottle. "Hamilton. Of all the… beings. Why him?" [03:05a] <+TheDragonHermit> politics as always [03:07a] * +Yusan moves to take another swig of his bottle, then falls to the floor, convulsing slightly, the dark liquid again seeping out of his mouth. [03:07a] <~BlindWolf8> Oh wow... [03:07a] <+Darji> O.O [03:07a] * +TheDragonHermit turns Yusan on his side [03:07a] * +Caoimhe watches, not knowing what to do... [03:08a] <+Darji> I don't think booze is good for him :I [03:08a] <+Yusan> Lusan's wings go bone white, and shrivel slightly. [03:08a] <+Darji> O.o? [03:10a] * +MattiasWolf yips at Yusan. [03:10a] * +Caoimhe quietly leaves before she finds herself legally responsible for Yusan... [03:10a] * +Yusan gives a final shaking spasm, and lies on the floor, the dark liquid pooling beneath his head. [03:10a] * ~BlindWolf8 peeks over the bar, seeing the winged feline [03:10a] <~BlindWolf8> Yusan...? [03:11a] * ~BlindWolf8 puts a paw to Yusan's chest [03:11a] * +Yusan gives a wracking cough, the dark liquid spraying in a fine ark out of hs mouth. [03:11a] * ~BlindWolf8 moves his paw away quickly, not wanting to get spraying by the liquid [03:12a] * +Yusan gurgles slightly, then lies still for a moment [03:13a] <~BlindWolf8> Hey Yusan...Yusan! [03:13a] * +Darji prepairs a potion to pour down Yusan 's nose, that will make all the alcholol blast out as if it were being expelled ond metabolized naturlally but at a rapid pace. [03:13a] <+Yusan> Suddenly, Yusan sits up, and spits out a mouthful of teh dark liquid. [03:13a] * Quits: +Caoimhe ([REDACTED]) (Quit: Leaving) [03:13a] <+Yusan> "Argh… I feel like death… What happened? Was it that caster?" [03:13a] * ~BlindWolf8 is sprayed with the liquid [03:14a] <~BlindWolf8> Yeck! [03:14a] * ~BlindWolf8 The liquid drips from BlindWolf8's fur [03:14a] <+Darji> I think it ws booze, Yusan :/ [03:14a] <~BlindWolf8> What IS this stuff? [03:14a] <+TheDragonHermit> I really don't like being blamed for things I didn't do [03:14a] <+Darji> *was [03:14a] * +Yusan chuckles, and wipes the liquid from Blind's face. [03:14a] <+TheDragonHermit> espesially when I tried to help [03:14a] <+Yusan> I assure you, you really, really don't want to know. [03:15a] <+Darji> I'm a wizard too you know, TheDragonHermit [03:15a] * ~BlindWolf8 blinks, still slightly interested [03:15a] <~BlindWolf8> You sure...? [03:15a] * +Yusan straightens up, and tries to straighten out his brittle wings. [03:16a] * +Darji hugs on TheDragonHermit [03:16a] <+Yusan> I mean, it's a mixture of what is chemically, uranium, bleach, apple sauce, and gasoline. [03:16a] * ~BlindWolf8 blinks [03:16a] <+Yusan> Cubi create this in their stomachs when they go for long periods without eating or drinking. [03:17a] <+Yusan> You know, becuase we feed off ethereal energies [03:17a] <~BlindWolf8> What the hell man?! [03:17a] <~BlindWolf8> uranium and bleach...? [03:17a] <+Yusan> I told you so [03:17a] <+Yusan> We're really not sure. That's what it looks like though. [03:17a] <~BlindWolf8> Am I all full of radiation now...? [03:18a] * +MattiasWolf can be heard yipping and growling at something on the other side of the room. [03:18a] <+Yusan> It's relatively stable though, so hopefully not... [03:18a] <~BlindWolf8> Maybe I should go wash up.... [03:18a] * ~BlindWolf8 's ears perk up [03:18a] <~BlindWolf8> You OK over there MattiasWolf...? [03:18a] <~BlindWolf8> What's going on...? [03:18a] * +Yusan shrugs sheepishly. "If you notice any hair loss, call a doc." [03:19a] <+MattiasWolf> This other wolf is just asking for trouble! *growls and yips some more* [03:19a] <~BlindWolf8> Great, just what I need, fur loss.... [03:19a] * +Yusan looks up at Darji "And no, it's not the booze." [03:19a] <+Darji> Ah kk :3 [03:19a] <+Darji> I was going on what I saw [03:20a] <~BlindWolf8> What are you barking at over here MattiasWolf? [03:20a] <+Yusan> Well, Blind, don't worry, you're probably not radioactive… badly... [03:20a] * +MattiasWolf is barking at his reflection in a mirror. He should know what it is, but his puppy mind sees it as a challenger. [03:21a] <~BlindWolf8> Oh MattiasWolf, you're so silly... [03:21a] * +Yusan giggles, and watches MattiasWolf bark at himself. [03:21a] * +Darji realizes his nose potion was a waste of time :< [03:21a] <+MattiasWolf> C'mon, help me take this wolf down! *crouches and gets ready to leap at the 'other wolf'* [03:21a] <+Darji> >> [03:21a] <+Darji> << [03:21a] * ~BlindWolf8 picks up MattiasWolf and nuzzles him with his probably-radioactive muzzle [03:21a] <+MattiasWolf> .... [03:22a] <+MattiasWolf> Hey, I'm not done with him! [03:22a] <+Yusan> I mean, Darji, if you had administered that, this place would probably would smell of sulfur, brimstone, and raw eggs. [03:22a] <+Darji> O3O [03:22a] <+Darji> Coool! [03:22a] <~BlindWolf8> It was YOOOOOU Mr. Silly! [03:22a] <+Yusan> NO [03:22a] <+Yusan> NOT COOl [03:22a] <+Darji> fine [03:22a] <+Yusan> I would rather tape my face to your butt than smell that. [03:22a] <+MattiasWolf> Wait, what? [03:23a] <+Darji> how about intriguing then? [03:23a] <~BlindWolf8> That little wolf in the mirror was you, not another wolf [03:23a] <+Darji> fascinating? [03:24a] * +Yusan saunters over to BlindWolf8. "You know, when you're living again, I aughta offer you a job." [03:24a] * +Yusan glared at Darji [03:24a] <~BlindWolf8> Well, now that I'm living, doesn't that make your transaction null and void? [03:25a] <+Darji> Fine sorry, Yusan . Your body is not an apropriate source of amusement [03:25a] <+Darji> *appropriate [03:25a] <~BlindWolf8> Darji: Can your magic tell if I'm radioactive...? [03:25a] <+Yusan> Thank you Darji. And I'm pretty sure that it doesn't, Blind. [03:26a] <+Darji> I can use my geiger counter! :3 [03:26a] <+Yusan> I mean, I forked over the cash, which should be in your bank account, as soon as you're declared living again. [03:26a] <+Yusan> You can always buy it back, if you like. [03:27a] <~BlindWolf8> Oh...? [03:27a] <+MattiasWolf> Mmh.. [03:27a] * +Darji pulls out a and pounts a little yellow box with an analog meter on it at BlindWolf8 [03:27a] * +MattiasWolf mrrs and nuzzles Blind. [03:27a] <~BlindWolf8> I'm just confused as to why it would be in my bank account... [03:28a] <+Yusan> I mean, I hold the deed to the house and prop- Oh, I assumed that it would go right to you, seeing as how you owned the bar before you died. [03:28a] <+Darji> *the counter clicks a couple times and the needle in the meter wiggles slightly* [03:28a] * ~BlindWolf8 nuzzles the smaller wolf [03:28a] <+Darji> Only very slightly BlindWolf8 [03:29a] <+TheDragonHermit> I guess i could buy it and hold it for BW while everything is settled [03:29a] <+Yusan> Hey Darji [03:29a] <+Darji> Hmm? [03:29a] <+Darji> Yeah Yusan ? [03:29a] <~BlindWolf8> Well, I guess the money would be in the account of the person who bought the bar from me while I was dead [03:29a] <+Yusan> Point that at my stomach, I would like to see what it does. [03:30a] <+Yusan> Which… would be me. [03:30a] <~BlindWolf8> Oh! I thought there was someone else involved... [03:30a] <~BlindWolf8> MattiasWolf, do you care that I'm a tad radioactive? [03:31a] * +Darji points the geiger counter at Yusan 's stomach, and it buzzes and needle moves toward the far side of it's meter [03:31a] <+Yusan> I'm fairly certian that the realtor only acted as the middle man, and that the money went to whomever was listed as inheriting the property after your death. [03:31a] * +Yusan laughs at the Gieger counter. [03:31a] <+Darji> I bet if you showered it would wash off the rest of the black stuff and you'd be fine, BlindWolf8 [03:32a] <~BlindWolf8> I'm sure it would Darji, I just don't want little MattiasWolf here to get sick or mutate... [03:32a] <+Yusan> Darji, what does that mean about the contents of my stomach? [03:32a] <+Yusan> :O [03:32a] <+Yusan> He might grow wings too! [03:33a] <~BlindWolf8> O.\ [03:33a] <+TheDragonHermit> so about my suggestion [03:33a] <~BlindWolf8> I'm still slightly confused Yusan, but if you say so... [03:34a] <~BlindWolf8> That's a good idea TheDragonHermit [03:34a] * +Yusan shrugs, and responds "TDH, if you've got 1.5mil on you, then sure, go ahead [03:34a] <+Yusan> That's what I paid, and I expect to be compensated in full. [03:35a] <+Darji> it means that they might be radio active, Yusan , although it could be radiation from the vomit o nthe floor or anywhere really. so very little [03:35a] <+TheDragonHermit> I'm a lonwyrm sure I have it [03:35a] <+Darji> *on the [03:35a] <+Yusan> Uhhh… really? [03:35a] <+Yusan> From what kind of activities do you have 1.5 mil lying around? [03:36a] * +TheDragonHermit summons 1.5 mil worth of silver " my bed will be a bit flat though" [03:36a] <+TheDragonHermit> you know this and that Lonwyrm stuff [03:36a] * +Yusan grumbles again. "I swear to god. These fucking spellcasters will be the end of me." [03:37a] <+TheDragonHermit> likely [03:37a] <+Yusan> It's a miracle that we still have an economy! [03:37a] <~BlindWolf8> You feel OK MattiasWolf...? [03:37a] <+Yusan> (Alright, Imma have to drop soon) [03:37a] <+TheDragonHermit> that was a good portion of my bed, you know [03:38a] <~BlindWolf8> (You two seem to be almost done.) [03:38a] <+TheDragonHermit> (yup) [03:38a] * +Yusan continues cursing and grumbling, then plods off to bed…. "Friggin…. caster… summoning…. asswipe…" [03:39a] <+TheDragonHermit> so BW you pay Yusan and I get my bed back [03:39a] * +Yusan trips, and is asleep before he hits the rug. [03:39a] <+Yusan> (Night all) [03:39a] <+Yusan> <3 [03:39a] <+Darji> G'night Yusan :) [03:39a] <~BlindWolf8> (g'night Yusan!) [03:39a] <+TheDragonHermit> (g'night) [03:40a] <~BlindWolf8> So, wait... [03:40a] * Quits: +Yusan ([REDACTED]) (Quit: Peace, my furry friends) [03:40a] <~BlindWolf8> I do the stuff for you, pay you, and I get the bar back from you...? [03:40a] <+TheDragonHermit> you pay him I get my bed back and you get the bar [03:41a] <~BlindWolf8> You're not going to hang the training over my head? [03:41a] <~BlindWolf8> I'm surprised. [03:41a] <+TheDragonHermit> Can't really [03:42a] * ~BlindWolf8 sighs [03:42a] <+TheDragonHermit> I can hang killing you if you fuck up and turn someone over your head though [03:42a] <~BlindWolf8> Right.... [03:42a] <+Darji> :X [03:42a] <~BlindWolf8> I guess it is up to me then. [03:43a] <+TheDragonHermit> If you want help just call [03:43a] <~BlindWolf8> I will. [03:43a] <+TheDragonHermit> it will cost though [03:44a] <~BlindWolf8> I'll also keep that in mind. [03:45a] <+TheDragonHermit> (end scene?) [03:45a] <~BlindWolf8> (If ya want) [03:46a] <+TheDragonHermit> (kinda really tired) [03:46a] <~BlindWolf8> ---END SCENE--- [03:46a] <~BlindWolf8> ^.\ [03:46a] <+TheDragonHermit> hurray violence [03:47a] <~BlindWolf8> Yup [03:47a] <~BlindWolf8> ...I guess... [03:47a] <+TheDragonHermit> going to bed now [03:47a] * Quits: +TheDragonHermit ([REDACTED]) (Quit: ) [03:50a] * Quits: +Darji ([REDACTED]) (Ping timeout) End of #barkadeRP buffer Wed Aug 22 03:52:00 2012