Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: Scene: a beautiful little white-walled country villa surrounded by an exotic, well-tended garden and a small vineyard. A well-paved stone road streches out in the distance. The surrounding area is an extensive farmland, with geat wheat and rice fields, vineyards and orchards streching out in the distance.
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LinaInverse: The East?
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Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: A messenger on a black riding horse, after a long, hard ride, stops and dismounts in front of the mansion's beautifully-worked iron gates.
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: (Juche prefecture)
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Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: A servant in a brightly-coloured gardening outfit raises his head from the flowers, surprised. The messenger stares him down for a second while catching his breath. "...hey, you."
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "...yes, my lord?" He instincively lowers his eyes as he notices the light white jade breatsplate the rider was wearing, bearing the mon of House Ragara.
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "...open this gate." The rider, a young, short-ish lad with an almost greyish tone to his skin and a long, billowing white cape worn proudly, shakes the gate for added enphasis adn a bit of metallic noise. "I have urgent news for Lady Iriel."
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: The servant, keeping his eyes low, quiclky unlochs the gate and steps aside as the Exalted messenger rushes forth, storming unannounced and uninvited inside the villa's gracefully furnished living room. "AUNT IRIEL! TESRU SENT A LETTER!!"
LinaInverse: (Tesru...not technically her real name, but let's go with it for now since I don't have her real one handy)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: A dark-skinned, short-haired head pops from another room, the face of a man in his early 50s marked by a few scars. "WHAT?!" His eyes look like they're about to burst from his head. "WHAT DID SHE SAY? HAVE YOU SEEN HER? IS SHE ALRIGHT? IS SHE EATING PROPERLY?"
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Sarbiton: (Ayda, can you draw this guy with his eyes actually bursting from his head, yelling TESRUUUUU ?)
Jeanstealer: (apparently I am supposed to draw everything under the sun, CUT ME A BREAK)
UnderHoof: (and everything under the moon! :3)
Sarbiton: (I'm only joking. Is sorry. :<)
LinaInverse: (Hey, only thing I want is pangolinchess, and that's just because adorable.  now sssh.)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: Huwever, he gets cut short by a much calmer female voice from upstairs: "Coming!"
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: And down comes a short-ish, middle-aged but lively-looking woman with long white hair arranged in an elaborate hairdo. She looks like she must have been quite the looker in her youth, and still has a mature, motherly charm about her, wearing simple, comfortable indoor clothes.
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Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "Oh, so finally the letter has arrived." She slaps her hands giddily, sitting down on the sofa. "Come on, come on here, Ranya. Settle down, rest a bit, and tell me everything. Oh, you want some tea and biscuits? Or some wine?"
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: At this point, both the messanger and the scarred man stare at her in disbelief. "you... were waiting for that letter?"
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "Oh, don't me silly. Of course I was." The young messenger sits down and just shakes his head, while the man stammers. "Wha-who-how-"
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: *be
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: Iriel snatches the letter from Ranya's hands and breaks the seal excitedly. "Well, well, let's see. Oh, oh oh. Well, oh my. That's quite an adventure."
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: (tes, what's your Linguistics?)
LinaInverse: (2)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: (and your manipulation + presence or + performance)
LinaInverse: (six either way)
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Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: (mind rolling it?)
LinaInverse: (Testy about it, but I'll give it a go)
LinaInverse: 6d
* Exaltedbot  LinaInverse rolls 6 dice and totals:  **10** *9* **10** 3 *7* 2.
* Exaltedbot  LinaInverse scores 6 successes. ( 4 )
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: (wow)
LinaInverse: (I forgot how much dicebot likes Tes' performance)
Inquisitor_Tim: (It likes dorfbutt)
LinaInverse: (No, remember the 14 dice roll?)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: Iriel holds the letter a bit more, reading and nodding. The other man tries to peek over her shoulder. "Oh, my, how cute. Misin, our daughter is doing it again." She smiles.
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "...doing WHAT again?" He asks, confused.
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Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "You know, that." She waves her hand. "Being rebellious and stuff. Disrespecting your parents, getting piercings and tattoos and boyfriends. Reminds me of when she was a kid." She smiles.
Inquisitor_Tim: (a...again?)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: (everyone's been a teenager at least once)
LinaInverse: (Exalted Healing:  Good for getting rid of all kinds of old evidence)
Inquisitor_Tim: (Tesru runs off with Celestials regularly?)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: The man looks like he's about to self-combust spontaneously. "WILL YOU GIVE ME THAT LETTER DAMNIT" he screams, snatching it from her hands. the poor messenger boy recoils.
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "Thank you, dear. You can go." Iriel nods at Ranya. "But..." "I said you can go." Still smiling, still with that friendly tone of vioce. The message gets through, and the messenger leaves the villa, in equal parts confused and worried.
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: Meanwhile, Misin rips the letter apart and sets fire to it. "WHAT. WHAAAT. WITH A DIRTY SOUTHERN PEASANT. MY GIRL. MY LITTLE GIRL."
Sarbiton: (Ohh, burn.)
Inquisitor_Tim: (Literally!)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: Iriel smiles and shakes her head. "My, my, Misin. You should control yourself. Put things in perspective." "THERE'S NO PERSPECTIVE TO THIS! I'M GOING GET MY LITTLE PRINCESS BACK FROM THAT FILTH!" "...really."
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Sarbiton: ("Just gotta beat that third circle demon first.")
LinaInverse: ("A thousand Demons?  No problem.  Two parents?  NOW you're scared.")
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: She stands up and walks to a nearby wooden desk, unlocks a drawer, and pulls out a couple of papers. "What are those?" Misin asks. "...a woman's secrets." The lady smiles mischeviously.
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Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "You know, this time, Tesru might be actually doing something useful."
LinaInverse: (Aw, great.  Tim, brace for assassins.)
Inquisitor_Tim: (What why)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "USEFUL?! WITH THAT-" "Anathema." "ANATHE-wat."
Inquisitor_Tim: (PM me the relevant line)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: the man stops cold in his tracks.
Sarbiton: (Oh god.)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "My second cousin semt me this letter yesterday. It's about her daughter, Rian." "What does this have to-"
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: *sent
Sarbiton: (Rian, where's that name from again...)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: (she's one of the five DB sentai you met)
Sarbiton: (Oh. OH.)
Inquisitor_Tim: (Wait
Sarbiton: (Oh lawd.)
Inquisitor_Tim: (WAIT, is she the little, scary one?)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: (yes)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "It has. You'll find it interesting." She replies, coldly. "Plus, there are those." She pulls out other papers. "You really think i would send my cute little Tes out without keeping an eye on her?" "...wait. All those papers have the symbol of the all-seeing-" "I don't know what you're talking about, dear."
Inquisitor_Tim: (Oh god)
Inquisitor_Tim: ( D: )
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "...alll this time, you-" "Just like you have friends in the legions from the time you were an officer, i know some people.. here and there." She giggles, and Misin takes one cautious step backwards from his wife.
LinaInverse: (GREY STONE IS A SPY)
Jeanstealer: (LIES)
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LinaInverse: (...wait...how long have you guys known Star Wind?)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "And... what do you want to do with that?" He asks, sounding almost afraid of the answer he'll get. "Oh." She giggles, putting back all the papers and locking the drawer. "I have plans. Long-term plans. You know..."
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "...yes...?"
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: "...plans for the family."
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: (DUN DUN DUNNNNNN)
Jeanstealer: (:O)
Della_Exalted_MEANWHILE: thank you for watching this episode of Dragon-Blooded Mafia
Jeanstealer: Tesru, why is your family the mafia
LinaInverse: Oh, just what the jersey girl needs.  More Sopranos references.
LinaInverse: because Ragara
Della: ragara are the realm mafia
Della: totally
Sarbiton: Remind me in the future to wipe out the realm.
LinaInverse: FFFFFFFFFFF NO
Sarbiton: Sorry I can't hear you over how solar I am.
Sarbiton: Anyway, I will brb.
Della: [sicilian accent] "you don't want to mess around with the family, signor kithe." [/sicician accent]
Della: (i have no idea of what's the stereotypical mafia accent in english. i assume just regular italian accent)
ResplendentDestiny: (NYC+italian, i think)
Zeplin666: (most americans don't distinguish between different italian accents)
Jeanstealer: let's not wipe out the realm
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Della: nyc?
Della: really?
LinaInverse: well yeah.
LinaInverse: because NJ is NY's shitheap.
LinaInverse: possibly relevant:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnX8XY5aNSk&feature=related
Della: ...wat
LinaInverse: the Famous Last Nerds at it again.
LinaInverse: you should see their hamlet.
ResplendentDestiny: RESPECT
Sarbiton: So, uhh.
Sarbiton: tesru, your mum is a psycho milf.
Sarbiton: How does this make you feel.
LinaInverse: What, isn't everyone's?  :P
Jeanstealer: >Fragrance
Sarbiton: My mum doesn't have the all-seeing-eye on my daughter at all times.
LinaInverse: only because she can't.
Jeanstealer: who IS Kithe's mum
ResplendentDestiny: sarb has a daughter?
Sarbiton: What?
Sarbiton: No.
Della: Kithe's mum is DEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD
Sarbiton: I never said I had a daughter. Where did that come from?
LinaInverse: well, that explains why she doesn't have the Eye on you!
ResplendentDestiny: <Sarbiton> My mum doesn't have the all-seeing-eye on my daughter at all times.
Sarbiton: Bah.
LinaInverse: isn't it only natural for parents to want to keep an Eye on their children?
Sarbiton: This is a little too far.
Sarbiton: She probably watches you in bed with Cotakku.
Jeanstealer: hot
LinaInverse: so?  She knows what she's missing, then.
Della: suddenly, DB ninjas everywhere
Jeanstealer: >what she's missing
Jeanstealer: >Cotakku and Tesru
Jeanstealer: this
Jeanstealer: is this normal
Jeanstealer: I mean, I've heard of open families
Jeanstealer: but this seems silly
LinaInverse: For demigods who live for thousands of years and know it? Yes, this is normal.
LinaInverse: Having a child with immediate family's just  bad form, though.
Della: (if i were you i'd be more worried by two things. one, she didn't seem to mind cotakku despite knowing he's an anathema. two, she had "long-term plans".)
Jeanstealer: ...imagining your mom going 'tch, I wish I could be in on that'
Sarbiton: "Oh boy, they're making beastmen."
LinaInverse: Imagining your mom semipermanently frozen in her early to mid 30s.
Jeanstealer: That doesn't encourage me to SLEEP WITH HER
Jeanstealer: oh god whyyyy
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Jeanstealer: still, long term plans
Jeanstealer: I wonder what her plans are
Jeanstealer: what does dbs want with celestials besides killings
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Sarbiton: I don't know.
Della: killing is boring
LinaInverse: #stpoc - Scaring the Pants off o' Cotakku
Sarbiton: Torture? Bondage? Rape?
Sarbiton: As in the beginning?
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LinaInverse:  Scaring the Pants off Celestials