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[ Sure was. ]
... He also figured out I had a role when it seemed like Sholmes and I had a public falling out.
[ He gives him a look. Hm. Now why would that be? ]
... He also figured out I had a role when it seemed like Sholmes and I had a public falling out.
[ He gives him a look. Hm. Now why would that be? ]
... He gave me relationship advice to make sure to talk to Sholmes. When I told him we were, he said that was good. That I wouldn't have to throw him in prison forever and hope to never see him again.
[ Sorry, Bradley. Sorry, Nero. ]
[ Sorry, Bradley. Sorry, Nero. ]
... Sorry if I brought up a sore topic.
[ He clears his throat. ]
Window thing is a way to travel between worlds, though.
[ He clears his throat. ]
Window thing is a way to travel between worlds, though.
Noted.
[ Hey, it was mentioned to him. How was he supposed to know? ]
You can travel between worlds, too?
Ours is controlled by our coins. We can open up a doorway or window type of thing where we want to go when we visit the tree of life in the land of the dead.
[ Hey, it was mentioned to him. How was he supposed to know? ]
You can travel between worlds, too?
Ours is controlled by our coins. We can open up a doorway or window type of thing where we want to go when we visit the tree of life in the land of the dead.
[ Valid. ]
Yours sounds interesting...
Uh. Yeah. The living had to go through windows and veils to get to the dead. It was where the bomb was being made to destroy the angels that put us in that war between sides.
Yours sounds interesting...
Uh. Yeah. The living had to go through windows and veils to get to the dead. It was where the bomb was being made to destroy the angels that put us in that war between sides.
... Yeah. Ghosts, angels, spectres. A little bit of it all.
[ He would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the end part. ]
What exactly do you mean writing the end of your story?
[ He would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the end part. ]
What exactly do you mean writing the end of your story?
Apparently, we got kidnapped by a sentient story that never got its ending. So it took a buncha people from other worlds and made them go through it's ideas, heroes, villains, and murders.
We had to give it an endin' that satisfied it so we could leave. Fuckin' pain.
We had to give it an endin' that satisfied it so we could leave. Fuckin' pain.
...
That really is a strange thing to go through. A story, huh...
That really is a strange thing to go through. A story, huh...
Oh! Just as expected of a wizard.
[Magic.. :o]
[But he'll pitch in, and grab what he can.]
[Magic.. :o]
[But he'll pitch in, and grab what he can.]
[The children are already here, and they seem a little confused about the ... guest? Is this a guest?
Bradley is also here and he immediately is taking the first fried chicken. Nero's cooking! Spoils of being here early!]
Don't mind him much, yeah?
[Bradley, mouth stuffed with chicken, cannot say anything right now.
The blonde in powder blue speaks up, "Is... this your friend?" With the polite tone of does Nero have friends we don't know about?]
Bradley is also here and he immediately is taking the first fried chicken. Nero's cooking! Spoils of being here early!]
Don't mind him much, yeah?
[Bradley, mouth stuffed with chicken, cannot say anything right now.
The blonde in powder blue speaks up, "Is... this your friend?" With the polite tone of does Nero have friends we don't know about?]
Oh, someone's eager...
[Though...he recognizes this man from Nero's memshare. He looks over at the wizard, raising an eyebrow, but is distracted by the blonde.]
Hello! Yes! It is I! Nero's friend! Here to help!
[Though...he recognizes this man from Nero's memshare. He looks over at the wizard, raising an eyebrow, but is distracted by the blonde.]
Hello! Yes! It is I! Nero's friend! Here to help!
[ Bradley's listening, but the kids are handling the questions.
The black haired boy asks, blunt as ever, "Where did you find him?"
The younger blonde, Riquet, speaks up, "It's rude to ask like that, Shino."]
Uh... Cooked for him before. A returning guest from the restaurant.
[ Bradley seems aware this is definitely a lie, but he won't say a word.
Riquet, once again, "I see. You must understand how wonderful Nero's cooking is."
Shino, blunt, "He doesn't look like somebody who'd hang around East Country."
Mitile, the young brunette, "It's a little rude to talk about him like he's not here..." ]
The black haired boy asks, blunt as ever, "Where did you find him?"
The younger blonde, Riquet, speaks up, "It's rude to ask like that, Shino."]
Uh... Cooked for him before. A returning guest from the restaurant.
[ Bradley seems aware this is definitely a lie, but he won't say a word.
Riquet, once again, "I see. You must understand how wonderful Nero's cooking is."
Shino, blunt, "He doesn't look like somebody who'd hang around East Country."
Mitile, the young brunette, "It's a little rude to talk about him like he's not here..." ]
[Sholmes just beams wide as he looks over all these kids. Selectively ignoring some parts...]
Yes, he has. Isn't his cooking wonderful? Nero truly deserves all the praise for his mastery of the culinary arts!
Yes, he has. Isn't his cooking wonderful? Nero truly deserves all the praise for his mastery of the culinary arts!
[Bradley speaks up first, "Damn right, Nero's got the best food in the world."
Riquet, immediately, "Please watch your language, Bradley. Though... It is true." Punctuated with a pleased little giggle.]
H... Hey now...
[ He's embarrassed. But at least the rest of the household comes in, thanking him for the meal and digging in.
Mithra might be eating the bone too, but nobody can really stop him. Owen completely ignores the chicken in favor of the cake. ]
Riquet, immediately, "Please watch your language, Bradley. Though... It is true." Punctuated with a pleased little giggle.]
H... Hey now...
[ He's embarrassed. But at least the rest of the household comes in, thanking him for the meal and digging in.
Mithra might be eating the bone too, but nobody can really stop him. Owen completely ignores the chicken in favor of the cake. ]
Ahaha! So the people have spoken!
[And he's digging in to the fried chicken, though....yeah, Mithra sure is. Eating the bone.]
[Maybe that's a wizard thing?]
[He's enjoying the chicken though, and the company.]
[And he's digging in to the fried chicken, though....yeah, Mithra sure is. Eating the bone.]
[Maybe that's a wizard thing?]
[He's enjoying the chicken though, and the company.]
[ Mithra is eating the plate now.
Despite how odd the dinner is, and how many death threats are made among the North wizards, it still feels like a fairly cozy large family dinner.
Bradley's observing as the kids start asking questions like "what's your name, what do you do, you don't have any magic, how did you get here" with varying degrees of politeness. ]
Despite how odd the dinner is, and how many death threats are made among the North wizards, it still feels like a fairly cozy large family dinner.
Bradley's observing as the kids start asking questions like "what's your name, what do you do, you don't have any magic, how did you get here" with varying degrees of politeness. ]
Ah. [LOOKING OVER AT THE PLATE EATING] Is he...going to be alright, Nero?
[SOMEONE HELP HIM??]
[But he's distracted by the questions, turning to the kids with a bright smile.]
I'm Herlock Sholmes! World famous great detective, at your service. And hm? perhaps I do have magic, of a kind! Not like you wizards, of course. You're all quite talented. I simply walked in, you know!
[SOMEONE HELP HIM??]
[But he's distracted by the questions, turning to the kids with a bright smile.]
I'm Herlock Sholmes! World famous great detective, at your service. And hm? perhaps I do have magic, of a kind! Not like you wizards, of course. You're all quite talented. I simply walked in, you know!
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