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Envy ([info]exiled_years) wrote in [info]the_nexus_rpg,
@ 2009-11-29 18:29:00

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Entry tags:awesomestyle, exiled_years, filia_ul_copt, lost_myself, onethirdhuman, say_once_more, tasslehoff

Who is this mysterious redhead?
There's a redheaded woman approaching the sign, a little red wagon in tow. The wagon is laden down with drinks of all sorts- beer, sodas, bottles of harder stuff, even some juices. Anyone with a sensitive nose and a familiarity with homunculii will be able to tell she's a homunculus, but there's nothing in her behavior or facial expressions that suggests someone in particular, and Envy was hardly the only homunculus who could alter his form.

Looks like a new homunculus in town. Of course, you normal humans won't notice a thing except that this lady really likes her drinks, and looks like she needs to gain about twenty pounds. She dresses like your typical barfly, and she's got an impish smile that suggests she giggled longer than fifteen seconds over whatever she's up to.

The wagon seems to be giving her a little bit of trouble, but not too much. Finally, she pulls it up next to the sign and grabs a stool, perching on it. "So what's your favorite drink?" she asks, still grinning. She grabs a Mike's Hard Lemonade from the wagon and opens it, taking a sip. "You're all welcome to something."

((OOC Note: This really is Envy, yes. He has found a new constant disguise that he wants to abuse for evil. However, no, your character can't tell it's Envy. :P And the drinks are LOL'd. Prepare to have a character sparkling like a certain failvamp from a certain book series that may or may not be called Twilight. As per usual, LOL is voluntary for the muns and the drink could end up doing absolutely nothing if you want to answer but not be LOL'd.))



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[info]awesomestyle
2009-11-30 12:43 am UTC (link)
"Don't really drink a lot myself. Haven't had too much opportunity." Ed is definitely not recognizing her in any way, but doesn't jump for the drinks.

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[info]exiled_years
2009-11-30 12:45 am UTC (link)
She grins, wrinkling her nose at Edward. "You look a bit young for the good stuff anyway," she tells him, then motions to the wagon. "I brought soda and juices too, though. Name your poison."

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[info]awesomestyle
2009-11-30 12:49 am UTC (link)
"--who're you callin' a little kid that can't see higher than your knees?! I'm twenty fucking years old!"

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[info]exiled_years
2009-11-30 12:51 am UTC (link)
"Ooh, you're legal?" She flashes a charming smile. "In that case, here." She reaches over to the wagon and pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniel's fruit punch cooler. Good shit. "Twenty's close enough to twenty-one for me, cutie."

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[info]awesomestyle
2009-11-30 12:59 am UTC (link)
He snorts and accepts it, but eyes the bottle. "Eighteen's legal where I'm from. And how do I know this doesn't have something funny in it? I don't know how long you've been here, but I've had more food and drink go wrong on me around here than I care to mention."

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[info]tasslehoff
2009-11-30 01:36 am UTC (link)
"Hi!" declared Tasslehoff as he walked up to the sign, looking with curious interest at the wagon. "The ale at the Inn of the Last Home in Solace is the best I've ever had but Caramon says I'm biased and maybe he's right but it's still the best." He looked up from the wagon. "What's yours? Is it all of these?"

One of the bottles of Newcastle Ale was already in his hands even though he wasn't even looking at it. In fact, he's so skilled at picking up every and anything that's not nailed down that it was such an unconscious gesture and one that faded into the background.

Unless the redhead had been paying close attention, it might seem as if the bottle had simply teleported itself into his hand.

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[info]exiled_years
2009-11-30 01:46 am UTC (link)
The redhead pays close attention to everything, sweetie. She's a professional barfly. "I brought it all to share with everyone," she confirms. "You've got good taste, with that Newcastle. My compliments." She holds out her hand, still with the same flirty attitude she'd been using on Ed. "The name's Elsa."

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[info]tasslehoff
2009-11-30 01:53 am UTC (link)
Tasslehoff beamed and shook her hand. "I'm Tasslehoff Burrfoot. I'm from Krynn from the continent Ansalon, where Kendermore is. It's a really nice place but I've already seen so much of it with the War of the Lance and everybody else either died or is settling down somewhere and I'm not done looking at everything and then I found the Nexus so there's even more to look at. What about you?"

He had reached into the bag at his hip and pulled out a small tool which he used to remove the metal cap on the bottle.

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[info]exiled_years
2009-11-30 01:56 am UTC (link)
Elsa props her chin on her fist, watching him with amusement. "Quite a mouthful, all of that," she says, tossing back a drink of her lemonade. "I'm from Arizona, but I'll tell you the truth, it's as boring as fuck there. Found this place and it's completely awesome."

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[info]onethirdhuman
2009-11-30 08:52 pm UTC (link)
"Coffee. The good stuff, though I usually have to carry my own around. Tea will do in a pinch, and good tea is easier to find back home." Zel looked at the newcomer. "You're a brave woman, offering free food in the Nexus. Or foolish. Or possibly new here."

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[info]exiled_years
2009-11-30 09:02 pm UTC (link)
Elsa raises an eyebrow at Zelgadis. "Coffee? 'Fraid I don't have that or tea. You like soda at all?"

She shrugs in response to his observation on the drink offering. "I got the stuff from Greed, that oughta make it safe, right?" She knocks back another swallow of lemonade. "I seem to be okay."

See the dazzlingly charming smile, Zelgadis? You cannot resist the charms of a sexy woman.

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[info]onethirdhuman
2009-11-30 09:05 pm UTC (link)
"Not even the cold stuff?" Zel asked.

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[info]exiled_years
2009-11-30 09:08 pm UTC (link)
"Hm! Lemme check! I grabbed a bunch of stuff, I might've gotten some cold tea mixed up in here," she says, then crouches down by the wagon, digging through one of the coolers hitching a ride on it.

After a bit of digging, she finally pulls out a cold bottle of Lipton. "Hey, looks like I did!" She beams triumphantly and holds it out. "Here you go, sweetie."

Yes, to any muns wondering, Envy is laughing like a lunatic in the back of his head.

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[info]filia_ul_copt
2009-11-30 09:14 pm UTC (link)
Filia had been on one of her shopping trips into the Nexus, when she crossed paths with Tasslehoff.

Shiny, sparkly things + Dragon = Filia going to the sign.

The blonde, pointy-eared dragon in humanoid form, clad in her good "going to market day" pink and blue dress with a wicker basket slung over one arm quickly walked toward the sign, hoping the redheaded lady with the sparkly drinks wasn't gone. Tasslehoff had mentioned there were a variety of drinks, not all of them alcoholic, but he wasn't certain if it was his own bottle of Newcastle, or if all of them were affected. The woman handing them out wasn't, so Filia would simply have to wait and see.

Oh, good. There she was. Filia approached, smiling a bit nervously. "Hello," she said.

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[info]exiled_years
2009-11-30 09:22 pm UTC (link)
"Finally!" Elsa says. "Another lady with tastes. You interested?" She motions to the coolers on the wagon. "I've got all sorts."

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[info]filia_ul_copt
2009-11-30 09:29 pm UTC (link)
Filia looked around and nibbled her bottom lip. "Are you aware that at least one of these drinks created a sparkle effect on someone?" she asked, her voice low enough to not be overheard as her fingers worried the hem of her sleeve.

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[info]exiled_years
2009-11-30 09:31 pm UTC (link)
"I did kinda notice," Elsa admits. "I don't get why, it all came from Greed's place, and not all of it is doing that. I'm not sparkling, at least. But the cute little dwarf guy made like Cullen on me."

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[info]lost_myself
2009-12-01 05:58 am UTC (link)
"Water, hot tea or Coke. I've never been big on the alcohol, and now I can't drink it anyway."

Ken has his own though, thanks. His dog, Banzai, is looking at you strangely.

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[info]exiled_years
2009-12-01 06:03 am UTC (link)
"Coke drinker, huh?" Elsa grins, digs into the cooler and offers him one. "For the road. I figured it'd be nice to have some drinks around here that we could theoretically say was safe. Greed's got good suppliers."

Of course, that didn't stop Envy from tampering before he came.

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[info]lost_myself
2009-12-01 06:09 am UTC (link)
"...thanks." He reaches out to take it, but Banzai starts growling softly. Ken glances at him.

"Banzai, enough."

Well, at least he's a well-trained dog. He whines slightly and sits back, but he's still keeping an eye on you, you strange-smelling person.

"I wouldn't know. Greed's kind of a strange name though, isn't it?"

...even if Ken used to fly with a guy who used to go by the German word for 'guilty.'

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[info]exiled_years
2009-12-01 06:11 am UTC (link)
"It is, isn't it?" Elsa agrees, as if she was thinking about it for the first time. "I think there's others around named like that, though, so I guess for this place, that's pretty normal. Cheers, yeah?" She raises her bottle to his can.

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[info]say_once_more
2009-12-05 12:40 am UTC (link)
After her encounter with Filia, Delilah decided to indulge her children's pleas for sparkles, and on her way to the sign, made up her mind to pick up a bottle of juice for Elysia as well. Maes would love the glittery photo op after he finished freaking out over his daughter's first LOL.

The redhead Filia mentioned was not hard to find. With her brown hair tucked back in a loose bun, and wearing a pink and brown peasant blouse with a matching brown broom skirt, Delilah approached and waited patiently to the side for the redhead to finish her current conversation.

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[info]exiled_years
2009-12-05 12:46 am UTC (link)
Elsa finishes talking to Ken, glancing over at the next person looking to be LOLed.

And immediately freezes, that flirty attitude disappearing and replaced by a stunned sort of disbelief.

"What are you doing here?"

Thankfully for Envy, that slip in character didn't include a slip in appearance or voice.

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[info]say_once_more
2009-12-05 12:50 am UTC (link)
That reaction, Delilah was a fair bit taken aback, it was safe to say. Wide-eyed, she pressed a hand to her chest just below her throat and looked around, in case someone had managed to get up next to or behind her without her realizing it.

"M-me?" she stammered, her voice squeaking a bit. "I, ah, I'm... I'm sorry, have we met?" Her expression crinkled into a sort of flustered confusion. "I'm Delilah, I- if we've met, I do not recall it, I'm afraid, are you certain you're not thinking of someone else?"

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[info]exiled_years
2009-12-05 12:52 am UTC (link)
Envy is nothing if not a great actor. He means that literally, too. Taking a deep breath and shaking his head- er, her head. Right, Elsa. Right. "Nevermind, yeah, you just look like someone I knew, that's all. Sorry about that."

The smile Elsa flashes Delilah is dazzling- one might dare accuse Envy of it being too dazzling. "Lookin' for something to drink?"

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