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Started by Brian, April 04, 2004, 01:55:07 AM

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Rezantis

"Pfft."

Since DRac's mind seems to have shut down for the moment, Rez takes the opportunity to steal some food off his plate.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

"Ye fiend!" Swipes some food back and continues eating, grinning goodnaturedly.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

"You know," Rez continues between mouthfuls, "I suppose the only fair thing to do is whoever gets the least kills is on dishes duty for a month or so."
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

"Dish duty?  I hate dish duty."

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

"Exactly.  What, you're afraid of a few dirty dinner plates?"
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

"Deal then." Dracos grinned getting back to dinner.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Brian

After getting cleaned up (well mostly, you are wearing the same clothes (and armor) after all), and having not one, not two, but three hot meals back-to-back, along with as much fresh water and or beer as you could ask for, both of you realize that there's another commodity this place might be able to offer that you haven't partaken in yet:

Real beds.  This place is pretty big, and defensive structure and intent aside, has room for many bedrooms.
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Dracos

"Let's go find some rooms." Dracos leads the hunt for 'real beds'.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

"So . . ." Rez speaks in a fairly low tone as they walk, making sure people aren't really in a position to listen in, "What's your opinion of Radagast, anyway?"
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

"Eh.  None yet."  Dracos shrugged.  "On one hand, he sounds legit.  But it's a touch too clean.  Either way, he's nicely situated and not worth tangling with in any manner as I see it."

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

"Pretty much.  It's not like anything he said changes the plan anyway."
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

"Kill evil, eat good food, survive, understand our alter-egos, and get back home."

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

"And eliminate targets of opportunity for bonus points. If you're going to do it, may as well get a high score."

Rez hums.

"I'm somewhat suspicious, though. Relm was pretty sure Pax Arcana hadn't cleared Gibraltar yet - I remember that because she thought Pax might be trying to put holes in the security, or some such."
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

"That's the thing though.  I'm almost certain that time moves quite faster in this world then our own.  7th was probably out of here around 300 years or so, their time.  Which would've been maybe a few weeks at most our time if my guesses are right.  If Pax slipped in since they told us, perhaps a number of days ahead of us, they could quite possibly have been here for eight-ten years ahead of time."

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

"That's very, very true.  I didn't think of that at all," Rez blinks in surprise, then frowns as he starts to think the implications of this through, "I guess . . .  hm.  You know, you just neatly obliterated any speculation on that subject. I hate you."
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.