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Post by dain on Aug 29, 2007 16:13:11 GMT -5
A rush of wind came in the kitchen as Dain and two imps appeared behind the large chef, Ito. White symbols disappearing from the short distance teleportation spell. The assassin reached into his pocket and brought out the green but spicy herb, tapping the chef on the back.
"Ah, yes, sir. I was the one who accepted your food request. Here is the herb you asked for. I had a bit of mishaps on the way with these little imps, but, hopefully I survived." Dain presented.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 29, 2007 17:07:09 GMT -5
"Ah, you again!" Ito looked towards the plant and smiled, "And that will do just fine, thank you!" He nodded in thanks to Dain as he recieved the plant, "And... Shade says those imps are bad luck- you might want to be a tad cautious." He noted before he picked up a peice of paper and scribbled down some notes. "A thousand SP will be added to your bank." He nodded, "Now if you'll please excuse me- we have some orders to fill." Ito then headed towards the stove, handing the plant Dain had recovered to another chef so they could prepare it to be cooked.
The imps had returned to thier more human appearances and looked at Dain, "We're not bad luck!" they exclaimed in perfect unison, thier faces still carried that mysterious look to them as if they were planning some new kind of trick or joke to pull on Dain.
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Post by dain on Aug 29, 2007 17:11:17 GMT -5
"Heh, we'll see. The deal I believe was as follows; I have the plant, you can ride on my shoulders and head. Well, my little friends, I don't have the plant anymore. Therefore our deal is void. Good-day." Dain incanted a short phrase of words as he disappeared into the abyss, leaving the imps hanging in the air where Dain's shoulder's used to be.
(Heheh. ^^ Please add the SP, eh? I'm trying to get to at least 8k to complete my devious little plot... only 3k more to go... )
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