Backlog to the... special chat
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queensthiefHey guys! Thanks to Kulai for posting about that. I thought I'd post the backlog here, in case we need to delete the backlog, and for easier reading. Kulai basically summed up the events of the afternoon, including our very special visitor. Thanks all, and I hope we can do this again too!
(ooc, by the way, means Out Of Character)
Ornon from x.x.x.14 joined the chat 23 hours ago
Attolia Irene from x.x.x.215 joined the chat 22 hours ago
Attolia Irene: OOC Great idea, em we can go with that.
Attolia Irene: [OOC] absolutely, em, that'l be fun!
Attolia Irene is imperiously waiting for the guests to arrive
Ornon asked for the time. The time was: Sat Mar 14 20:00:23 2009 UTC
Attolia Irene: Do you know when your queen will arrive, Ornon?
Ornon: I am afraid I do not, Your Majesty.
Attolia Irene nods
Attolia Irene: [OOC] I'll be right back
Eugenides from x.x.x.226 joined the chat 22 hours ago
Eugenides: [OOC] Hello
Eddis from x.x.x.11 joined the chat 22 hours ago
Attolia Irene: Glad you could join us.
Eddis: Good to see you again Ornon
Ornon: You as well, My Queen.
Attolia Irene: Welcome to Attolia, your majesty.
Eddis: *bows formally to QoA*
Attolia Irene: ./me bows formally as well
Attolia Irene: hem
Teleus from x.x.x.119 joined the chat 22 hours ago
Attolia Irene bows formally as well
Attolia Irene glares at chatzy
Eugenides: Cousin!
Teleus: Your majesties...all is well?
Attolia Irene: Yes, thank you, Teleus.
Eddis: Gen! Erm...Your Highness
Teleus: *bows*
Eugenides bows formally and steals necklace
Attolia Irene raises eyebrow at Gen
Attolia Irene: I saw that.
Eddis pretends not to notice
Attolia Irene is whispering
Eugenides: you have terrible taste in jewelry
Teleus from x.x.x.119 changed name to Aulus 22 hours ago
Attolia Irene: EUGENIDES
Eddis: Watch it Gen, I brought more relatives
Attolia Irene: I'm very sorry, your majesty.
Eugenides shrugs unperturbed
Aulus: GEN!!
Eddis: No, no, I still have my earrings
Ornon glares at Gen
Attolia Irene: Ohmygod.
Attolia Irene: Ornon, did you have something to do with this?
Aulus: *bows to Attolia*
Aulus: GEN, YOU SILLY MONARCH!!
Eugenides dangles neckace and makes it vanish
Ornon: Your Majesty could have more respect for the company you keep
Ornon: --No, Your Majesty, besides that I failed at keeping him in check.
Attolia Irene: I have every respect for them, Ornon.
Aulus: *picks up Attolis and shakes him upside down to shake loose necklace*
Ornon: I was speaking to the former Thief of Eddis, YM Attolia
Eugenides: Eddis would wonder what you had put in my wine if I didn't steal something of hers
Eddis snickers at guards faces
Attolia Irene looks the other way, but is smiling
Eugenides teeth chatter, but necklace stays hidden
Attolia Irene laughs at Gen's predicament
Attolia Irene is warming towards her husband's strange relatives
Eugenides: I could have you executed, put me down
Aulus drops Gen
Eddis: Allright Aulus, He can have it.
Costis from x.x.x.226 joined the chat 22 hours ago
Eugenides falls to the floor
Eugenides: ow!
Aulus: 'Strue, it is ugly, anyway
Eugenides rubs head
Costis: er on duty.
Eddis: Your pet guard arrived a bit late
Eugenides: I told you!
Aulus laughs
Ornon: Costis! Why are you so late to accompany HM Attolis?
Eugenides: Costis, how unlike you
Attolia Irene: At least you didn't wait for him this time...
Aulus: Your babysitter is supposed to be some kind of threat to me, Gen?
Costis: was cleaning my armour**
Eugenides: No, but I can't get rid of him
Aulus scoffs
Ornon: As well you shouldn't, YM Attolis
Ornon gives a reproving stare
Eddis will return shortly
Eugenides scowls
Aulus from x.x.x.119 changed name to Galen 22 hours ago
Galen: Eugenid...uhhh, Your Majesty!
Eugenides: [ooc] brb, I have to go freeze meat
Attolia Irene: [ooc] you have to what?
Eddis: I think he still doesn't like you, Galen
Galen: Obviously
Eddis: too many needles
Attolia Irene: And why wouldn't Gen like Galen?
Ornon: His Majesty doesn't like *any* of his physicians.
Attolia Irene: I've noticed that.
Galen: That was Petrus...I'd like to see his so-called "stitches"
Ornon: He's just like a child that way.
Costis: he thinks his physicians hurts him more than sword does
Galen: And in so many other ways, right, Ornon?
Attolia Irene: The singular 'that' seems misused.
Ornon laughs
Galen: Mmmm, yes
Eddis chuckles
Ornon: I would never speak so about HM Attolis...
Galen: Of course not Ornon, of course not
Galen: I'm sure not many would, at least to his face
Ornon agrees
Galen: Present company accepted of course
Attolia Irene smiles
Galen bows head to Attolia and Eddis
Galen: *excepted*
Galen: [ooc]arrrgh
Attolia Irene looks at Eddis conspiritorially
Eddis: So, Irene, how has your husband been acclimating?
Attolia Irene sighs
Attolia Irene: as well as he can.
Eddis: that bad?
The Magus from x.x.x.120 joined the chat 22 hours ago
Attolia Irene: yes.
Ornon: Welcome, Magus
Galen: Magus!
Attolia Irene: Welcome.
Galen: Well met, sir!
Costis: allows entry
The Magus: Hello, YM Attolia. *bows*
Eddis: Oh, yes, I didn't mention that he decided to accompany me
The Magus: Hello, Gen. *smirks*
Attolia Irene: I had heard about that.
ORACLE from x.x.x.221 joined the chat 22 hours ago
Ornon: We'll all appreciate that decision, I'm sure.
Attolia Irene glares at the door through which Gen has recently disappeared.
The Magus: Hello again, Helen dear....erm....*cough*...Your Majesty.
Galen: *gapes*
Attolia Irene: [ooc] holy snap an oracle.
Costis: i shall go check on him YM Attolia
Eddis: Hello. Given up on Sounis yet?
The Magus shakes head at Gen
Galen: Do you think he's avoiding me?
The Magus: Well, I still have hope. I could really use a new apprentice to do my chores, listen to my boring lessons, etc.
Attolia Irene: Most likely.
Eddis points out to the Magus that gen has momentarily left to go...freeze meat(?)
Attolia Irene: that's his new hobby.
Attolia Irene: I'm not sure why.
Ornon laughs incredulously
Eddis: What kind of....meat?
Ornon: I dare not ask
Attolia Irene: Oh, all sorts. Mostly goats.
The Magus: Sheep, perhaps?
Ornon: argh, argh
Attolia Irene: A few.
Galen from x.x.x.119 changed name to Minister of War 22 hours ago
Attolia Irene: Are you in pain, Ornon?
The Magus winces at the unintended joke at Ornon's expense
Ornon scowls at everyone
Costis: thinks he shy of the big crowd. still looking for him, he slide away.
Ornon: No, Your Majesty.
ORACLE: How do you do that thing were the words appear without a comma?
Attolia Irene: Excuse me, I'm going to go after him.
The Conspiracy Room
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Ornon: <<type /me action>>
Attolia Irene does a royal half curtsy and leaves
Costis: sweats as Attolia gets impatient*
Attolia Irene: EUGENIDES!
Attolia Irene can be heard throught the doorway
Minister of War raises eyebrows at Eddis
ORACLE: <<goes to put the cat out/me action>>
ORACLE: did not work!
Eddis raises an eyebrow at MoW
Minister of War: I see she has learned the trick of dealing with our Thief...
Ornon: <<No, like... /me Goes to put the cat out>>
Costis: is looking at the relatives of the King for the first time.
ORACLE should have practiced before hand
Minister of War: Eddis, who is that brazen guard staring at us?
ORACLE: Yes!
Ornon: <<*claps*>>
The Magus: Yes, who IS this guard person, Helen?
Attolia Irene: [ooc] I hadn't heard - who's the oracle?
ORACLE: You know, I think Attolia and Attolis are snogging in the hallway
ORACLE: Guess
Ornon chokes
Costis: Stares at the guest list
Attolia Irene: I HEARD THAT!
Minister of War winces
Attolia Irene finds more secret hiding place
Minister of War: Should she raise her voice to an oracle, though?
Costis: baricades entry with guards
Eddis: I believe that he is Eugenides' pet guard, Costis. Or at least he looks like to discription Aulus gave me
Minister of War: Who knows when she may need to have a pig rescued...
Ornon: *Should* Her Majesty the Queen of Attolia?!
Minister of War: [am i right?]
Costis: stares at Eddis and the King's father.
Costis: thinks the King looks like his father
Attolia Irene looks back into room and realizes who she was yelling at
Minister of War frowns at Costis
Attolia Irene 's eyes widen
Eugenides slinks back in trying to look kingly
Attolia Irene: My apologies
The Magus: Young guard person, here. Hold these plants I've been collecting on my journey from Eddis.
Attolia Irene: There you are.
Costis: found him.
Eddis tries to think of a way to fill the awkward silence
Attolia Irene: You see, we weren't 'snogging'
Eugenides slinks back in trying to look kingly
The Magus piles plants with roots and dirt hanging from then in Costis's arms.
ORACLE points out that Attolis's father is built like a brick shithouse.
Minister of War: Eugenides, have you been lost?
Minister of War turns beet red
The Magus coughs to cover laughter
Ornon: (Darkly) His Majesty was probably stealing earrings or something else beneath his station.
Attolia Irene is siezed with a sudden coughing fit
Attolia Irene: a very regal coughing fit
Minister of War: It is your job, Ornon, to recollect him to his station when necessary.
Costis: defends Attolis of such action.
Attolia Irene: No, don't worry, he was -
Attolia Irene blushes
Attolia Irene: - lost. yes.
Minister of War turns darker shade of red
The Magus: Hmph
Ornon: I apologize for being remiss, but I am not under service the the now King Attolis
ORACLE: Hey, who took my earrings?
Attolia Irene: [ooc] seriously, who is the Oracle? I have a guess but I'm sure I'm wrong...
Costis: looks at everyone.
The Magus eyes the Oracle nervously, wondering if she's going to make a move on the MoW
Minister of War throws his hands in the air
Eddis wonders if Eugenides is having computer problems
ORACLE snickers
Costis: monitors closely on Oracle
Attolia Irene: [ooc] is anyone else having this thought?
The Magus: [yes}
ORACLE: don't know about Eugenides, but the oracle is having uplink problems like nobody's buisness.
ORACLE: and I have no idea what you are talking about Attolia, dear.
Ornon: ......I do not understand you, either, oracle
Ornon: ...Your language is beyond my comprehension
Attolia Irene: Oracles tend to be like that.
Ornon: so it would seem.
Attolia Irene: [ooc] in case I'm right, I'm so sorry I sound like such a dork in the email...
Costis: asks HM Attolia if she wants to have Oracle dismisss...
ORACLE: Oh, yes. Look at poor Cassandra. The poor girl never made any sense.
Minister of War: [ooc...be they from NZ, as well?]
ORACLE: HA!
ORACLE: E-mail, what is this e-mail of which you speak?
Attolia Irene: Yes, I know.
Attolia Irene: [ooc] wonders if she's right...
The Magus: You know, historically speaking, Oracles are considered to be a source of wise counsel or prophetic opinion; an infallible authority, usually spiritual in nature.
ORACLE: Cassandra was NOT from NZ, as far as I know.
Costis: oo. who who, looks at guest list..
Ornon: (echoing) email...is that some new-fangled armour?
Attolia Irene: [ooc] for everyone who doesn't know, ooc means Out Of Character
ORACLE: Good point, Ornon.
Eddis: [ooc] I bet the magus loves google
Attolia Irene: I think the Medes use it.
Minister of War: [ooc,lol]
Eugenides from x.x.x.226 joined the chat 22 hours ago
Eddis: back, are we?
Costis: when did he leave! ...
Attolia Irene: Welcome back, Eugenides.
The Magus: Wikipedia, actually
Attolia Irene glares
Eugenides: [ooc] have I mentioned my passionate hatered of chatzy?
Ornon: Ah. The...beloved Mede stye.
Minister of War: This is YOUR party, Eugenides!
Ornon: style*
Eddis: Say hello to your Father, Gen, before you dissapear again
Eddis: We did come a long way to visit
The Magus: Yes, we did.
Eugenides wiggles fingers reluctantly
Attolia Irene desperatly wants to ask after MoW's head, but knows it would be impolitic
Minister of War rolls eyes
Ornon: Yes, and it seems a shame that the visit be planned so short>
Costis: you may stay for the night, we have enough guest rooms
Minister of War: I intend to visit this lovely country for more than one day.
Minister of War frowns at Costis
Attolia Irene: Thank you, MoW.
Attolia Irene: We will be pleased to have you.
Eddis has the feeling the ambassador and Costis think the Eddisian travelers can keep Gen in check
Ornon: (politely) I think it is hardly your place to make invitations, Lieutenant.
Minister of War: Your Majesty, is there something WRONG with that guard Costis?
Ornon: Leave that to Her Majesty.
Costis: shrinks back. You can stay as long as you wish bows*
Minister of War: He does keep staring...
Attolia Irene: Costisshutup.
Ornon agrees with the Minister
The Magus: *ahem* What about me, Helen? I still have my riding crop, you know.
Attolia Irene is glaring
Ornon: Is he mentally afflicted?
Attolia Irene: I sometimes wonder.
Costis: turns eyes aware to monitor oracle instead
Eddis: Excuse me, I counted you as an Eddisian traveler. (tehe)
Attolia Irene: I don't know why Eugenides is so fond of him.
Minister of War: If he's been around Gen very long, he probably is. Through no fault of his own.
ORACLE from x.x.x.221 joined the chat 22 hours ago
Costis: and yes Attolia
The Magus: Back again, Oracle?
Attolia Irene: hmm?
ORACLE: Costis, why are you staring at me?
Attolia Irene looks at Costis like he is dirt.
ORACLE: Sorry, slipped out just for a minute, Magus
Attolia Irene: [ooc] brb, got to make more tea
Eugenides: Costis keeps twitching. me/sotto voice
Costis: on duty for any weird attacks
The Magus feels a bit of sympathy for the young guard
Ornon: <<tea! good idea>>
Eddis feels sorry for Costis, and wonders if Agape will show up... (that girl is still single...)
ORACLE: I think "making tea" is code Ornon. She's gone to check with her minister of spies.
Eugenides winks at Eddis
Costis: shrinks back at the sight of Attolia stare
Eddis checks earrings
Minister of War: Helen, m'dear, I believe I will go look for , um, someone
Eddis: GEN give them BACk
Ornon looks at the Oracle, nodding in confusion
Eugenides holds them out
Eddis snatches them
Attolia Irene returns
Eugenides snatches them back
The Magus: You scamp, give Helen her earrings.
Minister of War from x.x.x.119 changed name to Galen 22 hours ago
Attolia Irene raises eyebrow at the Oracle
Eugenides: but they match that horrible necklace
Galen: Your Majesty...
Eugenides: how was Relis, dear?
Ornon horrified stare at GEn
Attolia Irene: excuse me?
Eddis: Did you consider that I might have brought my least attractive jewelry so I wouldn't mind losing them? I did think that I'd have them for a couple of days at least!
Galen: Your Majesty, pardon me, I was just talking to Petrus, fascinating man..
Eugenides: Galen, I think I'll be over here,,,,
Attolia Irene: EUGENIDES GET BACK HERE
Eugenides: excuse me /me flees
The Magus: Relius? Ah yes, he sent me a letter about a play...
Galen: Ah, GEN, I'd like to see those STITCHES!!!
Attolia Irene: ohmygod.
The Magus: [lol]
Attolia Irene: This seems like a bad time.
Costis: (remembers the scene)
Galen: IN THE INTEREST OF SCIENCE AND HUMANITY EUGENIDES!!!
ORACLE points out that the two physicians do NOT get along.
Eddis grumbles
Ornon latches desperately onto the subject change
The Magus hopes the King does not start disrobing right here
Ornon: Magus, what play?
Eugenides: galen, I do not understand you!
The Magus: Something about a farmer, I think.
Attolia Irene: YES MAGUS PLEASE CONTINUE
Attolia Irene: I AM DESPERATLY INTERESTED IN THIS PLAY
Eugenides: get your scalpal away from me!
The Magus: And we discussed philosophy.
Ornon: LIKEWISE
ORACLE: Oh, Galen, have you and Petrus resolved that little problem with professional jealousy?
Attolia Irene: The Farmers?
Galen glances around at Attolia, and subsides
Galen reluctantly
Attolia Irene: Thank you.
Galen whispers to Eugenides
Eugenides sidles back over
Ornon: What sort of farmer?!
The Magus backs away from the physicians with dueling scalpels
Attolia Irene: No, THE Farmers. It's a play.
Attolia Irene: By Aristophanes, I believe?
Galen: Sir, it is just that with the threat of war with the Medes, I felt Petrus was onto a good thing
Ornon: Ahhhh Yes, I've heard of it.
Attolia Irene: And naturally you wanted to steal it for yourself.
Galen: You see, with open sword wounds, it is best to keep out the dirt and germs
Eugenides from x.x.x.226 joined the chat 22 hours ago
Galen tries to lead Eugenides away
Xanthe from x.x.x.135 joined the chat 22 hours ago
The Magus: Yes, The Farmers. It's about a family from the countryside who moves to the city of Attolia. They're a bit out of place and call their new reflecting pool
Eugenides: Irene?
The Magus: "The concrete pond"
Eugenides: help
Attolia Irene: Galen its hard enough to get him in here without you leading him away again!
Xanthe quietly brings salve and bandages in for when the physicians have finished fighting
Attolia Irene stalks off to help Gen
Eddis: Galen, why don't you just visit Petrus's hospital if you want to examine stiches
ORACLE: oh, yes THE FARMERS a brilliant post modern investigation of the interplay of the ethereal with the transparency of the other/
Eddis: (brb)
Galen: Apologies, really, I'm sure!
Attolia Irene pries Galen off
Galen leaves in huff
Ornon: ..I...Oracle, what?
Eugenides: tries to yank arm out of the formitable physitian's grasp
Galen from x.x.x.119 changed name to Aulus 22 hours ago
Ornon: You speak in tongues.
Costis: has really no clue what to do with Oracle
Costis: wishes Teleus was here..
Attolia Irene brings Gen back to the table
The Magus snorts at the Oracle
ORACLE: Are there cookies?
Aulus: Gen, you inconsiderate TWIT...QUIT LEAVING!!!
ORACLE: Stop snorting at me Magus. I want a cookie.
Ornon: (to Xanthe, desperately) Do you know when the servants will bring the meal?
Eugenides: damn you
Attolia Irene: Gen!
Eugenides: pretend you don't see me next time
Xanthe: I don't know about you, my Queen, but no farmer I knew could even spell ethereal, let alone interplay it.
Attolia Irene kisses Gen firmly so he'll shut up
ORACLE: Snogging! I told you!
The Magus: *points at Costis* GUARD! Fetch the Oracle a cookie!
Aulus: Phaawww
Ornon laughs hard
Costis: I shall tell them too to begin the evening meal!
Xanthe sighs and brings in Eddisian mountain bread
Costis: and a big basket of cookies
Ornon: Ah, the comforts of home!
Attolia Irene glares at everyone present
Aulus: Finally! Something to eat!
ORACLE: I'm sorry, Xanthe, did you miss the COOKIE--
ORACLE: oh, I see, Costis brought them.
Xanthe: It can be the entre
Attolia Irene: What exactly is mountain bread?
Attolia Irene: what makes it mountain-ish?
Xanthe: Oh dear, we seem to have overcatered
ORACLE: Rock hard probably
Aulus: Good to eat
Costis: let the Dinner begin!! please take your seats!
Eugenides: me/ stares at Attolia
ORACLE: I'd pass on the mountain bread.
Attolia Irene: [ooc] that was out of character, I'm sorry. I couldn't resist.
Aulus: Made with goatmilk
The Magus: Ah, the humble residents of the Eddisian mountainside bake it
Xanthe: It is the kind of bread people eat when they're trampers in a hurry. I'm sorry, My Queen, I seem to be required elsewhere.
Eugenides: it has taste
Attolia Irene glares at Gen
Aulus: Goat taste
Ornon gnaws on the aptly named bread
Costis: servers come out with large plates of food**
Aulus: Hooray
Eugenides: if there's sand in it...
Xanthe leaves, shaking her head and muttering 'ethereal my foot'
Attolia Irene nods regally at Xanthe
ORACLE: I think I've eaten all the cookies.
Xanthe from x.x.x.135 left the chat 22 hours ago
Aulus: No sand in the bread, Gen. Safe to eat
The Magus: Well, you ARE hugely fat, if I remember my description correctly
ORACLE: And I think I better go, too.
Attolia Irene: Costis bring more cookies.
Attolia Irene: That was a bad idea.
Ornon: The gods call, oracle?
Costis: brings another basket full
Eugenides: and soup without particulates
Attolia Irene: Not poltic, magus!
Aulus: Yes babysitter, more
Attolia Irene: [ooc] please, first, will you tell me if I'm right?
The Magus: Forgive me, Your Majesty.
Eugenides munches on bread
ORACLE: Ooh, thats right Ornon.
ORACLE: And even Oracles have to get dinner on the table.
Ornon: You can't share ours?
Attolia Irene: [ooc] pleasepleaseplease?
The Magus: Phst. Gods. Riiiiight. *scoffs*
Costis: scratches head for who exactly oracle is i have been givign free cookies too
Ornon stares at the magus
Ornon: Haven't they gods in Sounis?
Attolia Irene: [ooc] everyone beg Oracle to reveal her identity!
Eddis: I believe so
Eugenides: no real ones
The Magus: Well, they *do* but no one really believes in them
Ornon: <<TELL US>>
Aulus: Hummph. You may not believe, Magus, but we have our erstwhile Thief to tell us they exist
Ornon: <<ORACLE BESTOW UPON US THE KNOWLEDGE OF THE GODS>>
Aulus: [ooc....'FESS UP]
ORACLE: Okay
The Magus threatens Oracle with a riding crop
ORACLE: Let me think a minute
ORACLE: O!
Costis: (nods)
Ornon: <<Maybe we should make a sacrifice>>
Attolia Irene: ?
ORACLE: Listen Magus, do you want to end up drowned in that bath?
Aulus snarls
Aulus growls
Costis: baricades door ?
Ornon: <<...I nominate Costis>>
The Magus: Hahaha, not really.
Attolia Irene: Whoa.
Aulus roars
Eugenides: there will be no drowning!
Attolia Irene: [ooc] There's only one person who has the power to do that, guys.
Costis: !! Attolis help!
The Magus: Um, that wouldn't be the sacrifice idea, would it??
Eugenides: we'll never get any guests if we... never mind, drowning is allowed
The Magus: Hey!
Attolia Irene: [ooc] ohmygod
Eddis finds all of this very wierd
Eddis: *weird
Attolia Irene: [ooc] is GEEKING OUT
Aulus: [ooc] terribly confused, here
Costis: ??? puzzle
The Magus thinks Gen should go hide the huge garnets
Ornon is also confused
Eugenides: you're the one who let me off the mountain, Eddis
Aulus: [WHO IS THE ORACLE???]
Attolia Irene: [ooc] There's only one person who can decide the Magus's fate, and thats...
Costis: i think i'm getting it....
Eddis: You wanted to go, Gen~
ORACLE: Poor Gen
Costis: mwt?? whispers?
ORACLE: So sad that he keeps getting sick all the time.
Aulus: NO!!!
Eugenides: they're crazy down here
Ornon: <<Wait, not really?!?>>
ORACLE: You all should be nice to him.
ORACLE: And, now I really will go
Aulus: I for one adore Gen
Aulus snickers
Attolia Irene: [ooc] that's what I was thinking!
Costis: tells guards to leave the door...open
ORACLE: if someone will remind the [ooc] hopelessly computer inept, how to exit.
Eugenides: you to keep me from doing anything stupid
Aulus: [don't tell!]
Ornon: <<type /leave>>
Eddis: You adore dunking his head, Aulus
ORACLE: thank you ornon. watch out aulus!
The Magus: [type / bye without the space]
ORACLE from x.x.x.221 left the chat 22 hours ago
Attolia Irene: [ooc] Does anyone get the feeling we just got a spoiler?
Ornon: <<oops, sorry...but she wasn't really??!>>
Costis: SOo is it???
Aulus: [ooc]OMG
Attolia Irene: [ooc] the Gen getting sick thing?
Costis: i think it was, i
Aulus: [nonononon]
Eugenides: [ooc] i hope not
Ornon: <<and the magus bath thing?!>>
Attolia Irene: [ooc] That we knew before...
The Magus is a bit nervous about that bath thing
Costis: yea taht whne i thought it must be mwt..sneaking aroud..
Attolia Irene: [ooc] WHOA
Eugenides: [ooc] I gave to go, friends in town
Attolia Irene: [ooc] THIS MUST BE POSTED
The Magus: Bye, Gen!
Costis: !! we are your friends...!
Costis: bye Attolis bows
Eugenides: [ooc] I mean like the kind that get pissed when you don't meat them for coffee
Attolia Irene nods at Gen regally
Eddis: Meat?
Aulus: hmmmph
Eddis: Bye Gen
Eugenides strodes mock royally out
Eugenides from x.x.x.226 left the chat 22 hours ago
Attolia Irene: That was embarrasing.
Aulus: If he thinks I won't get pissed!
Aulus: bye Gen!
Eddis slyly pulls out new necklace and earrings and dons them
Costis: humm Attolis let say has retired early ...to lurk somewhere else
The Magus: Those look lovely, Helen.
Attolia Irene reminds self to tell Gen what-for later tonight.
Aulus from x.x.x.119 changed name to Minister of War 22 hours ago
Ornon: <<.....wink wink nudge nudge?>>
Eddis: I know they're lovely, that's why I kept them in my pocket
Attolia Irene: I think you're overstepping your position, Ornon, as powerful as it may be.
Attolia Irene glare
Ornon: Forgive me, Your Majesty
Ornon is not really repentant.
Eddis: shall I get you a new ambassador Irene?
Ornon: My Queen?!
Ornon now repents
Eddis: Hey, maybe I miss you
Attolia Irene: Thank you, your majestly, but I don't think that's nessesary.
Minister of War: Helen, we really need him to stay with Attolis
Ornon: Yes, I think I can best serve here.
The Magus: True, no one else could put up with him and beat the crap out of him when sparring
Eddis: (nudges MoW) Don't let him know that! Then he won't behave
Costis: agrees silently
Ornon: ,,..please don't send me to Sounis
Ornon: ...Or worse...Medea
Eddis: What about Medea?
Eddis: [ooc] Jinx you owe me a soda
Attolia Irene: Does this have something to do the riding crop episode I've heard about?
Ornon: I do not share the secrets of my queen, Your Majesty
Eddis: No, dear. That was the Magus, not ornon
Ornon: <<lol>>
Minister of War: The Magus once beat Gen with a riding crop.
Attolia Irene: Yes, I knew that.
The Magus: Yes, I had the privilige there
Ornon sighs wistfully
Attolia Irene: ohmygod.
Minister of War: Ornon constantly beats Gen sparring...or tries to
Attolia Irene: That I'll believe.
Eddis: Irene? Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?
Minister of War: If he has kept up with his training, even Ornon should not be able to beat him
Attolia Irene: Um.
Ornon: Which I am not.
Attolia Irene takes Eddis off to the corner of the room
Attolia Irene: Yes?
Ornon: I can only whack him occasionally.
Minister of War: Good enough.
Ornon: ..Which is eminently satisfying, I must admit.
Eddis: You keep saying "Oh my god"...who exactly IS your god?
Costis: Attolis beats me at practice ..ashame* doesn't speak out
Attolia Irene: I picked it up from Gen.
Attolia Irene: It's just a figure of speech.
Minister of War: Just keep him on his toes, Ornon.
Ornon: His Majesty beats everyone in the guard.
Ornon: I'll try, Minister.
Minister of War: I worry for him all the same
Eddis: Well, I think, often, he means it literally
Attolia Irene: [ooc] is trying to come up with an explanation
Eddis: Just thought you should know
Attolia Irene: [ooc] is failing
Eddis rejoins the others
Attolia Irene: Well, I don't.
Eddis chuckles over shoulder
Minister of War: [ooc] Gen always talks about his god...i think your explanation was ok
Ornon: seconded
Attolia Irene: [ooc] but Irene picking it up was not
Minister of War: [ooc]ignore me i'm slow
Ornon: <<Well she did speak to the Eddisian gods once>>
The Magus: Well, I'm off to visit the townspeople and collect some more myths. [or, to make dinner] Farewell, all! It's been lovely visiting your beautiful country.
Attolia Irene: [ooc] but it's kind of funny and when reading backlog.
Ornon: <<and promised to build them an altar...>>
Eddis: Goodbye Magus. Don't wander back to Sounis now
Attolia Irene nods regally at Magus
The Magus: I'll be avoiding ALL baths, for the time being.
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Ornon: Farewell, magus....and good idea.
Attolia Irene: Good idea.
Minister of War: Good thinking...phew, he's gonna stink though
Eddis: (calls after )showers are acceptable!
Ornon: Which is another reason I'm glad to stay in Attolia.
Costis: (ooc) is dinner time for the guards as well...so nice talking to you all! bye
Minister of War: Sorry, did I say that aloud?
Ornon chuckles
Minister of War: Bye pet guard who keeps staring!
Costis: I stopped long time ago! to monitor Oracle and figure her identity out..
Minister of War wonders what's in this punch that is making him so loquacious
Costis: but nice seeing you Mow! bows
Eddis: bye Costis
Minister of War: *bows*
Ornon: Be well, Lieutenant
Minister of War: *stumbles*
Eddis: be blessed in your endeavors (especially monitering Gen)
Minister of War thinks he's had enough punch for now
Costis: bows to all the guests -leaves and chatzy is veryyy slowon me
Ornon: He'll need it.
Attolia Irene: [ooc] bye Kulai
Costis from x.x.x.226 left the chat 21 hours ago
Ornon: <<Are we winding down, then?>>
Eddis: I believe so
Attolia Irene: [ooc] I think we might be.
Eddis: I'll head back to my country [ooc] or the grocery store
Attolia Irene: [ooc] I'll post the backlog on Sounis!
Ornon: So soon?
Minister of War: I'll head to the kitchens to check on the foooood
Ornon: <<With the ooc?>>
Minister of War thinks Attolia is awesome
Attolia Irene: [ooc] well it's been about an hour and fifteen minutes
Minister of War: [ooc]wow....
Eddis: Farewell Irene. *bows*
Minister of War from x.x.x.119 changed name to tiegirl 21 hours ago
Attolia Irene: Farewell. *bows*
Eddis: See you back in Eddis, MoW (still don't know your first name)
Eddis from x.x.x.11 left the chat 21 hours ago
tiegirl: bye!
Ornon: Yes, but as people have previously pointed out, it seems silly to travel diplomatically to another country for an hour.
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Date: 3/16/09 03:04 am (UTC)Yea i felt like putting the whole thing up cause it was not easy! Yes save it for ref.!
haha feels like we should bold all Oracle lines.
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Date: 3/16/09 09:00 am (UTC)Looks like it was a fun chat though!
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Date: 3/16/09 03:46 pm (UTC)a Mystery.
Sort of by definition.
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Date: 3/17/09 12:14 am (UTC)brick shithouse
Date: 3/17/09 02:20 am (UTC)I was VERY slow to catch on (ie I had to have it pointed out) but I am utterly convinced of the Oracle's identity.
kulai who is too lazy to sign in on the cellphone
Date: 3/17/09 05:18 am (UTC)Well she automatically left after I kinda attempt to reveal her identity so I take that as confirmation.
My my isn't she having fun at reading our doubts.
Re: brick shithouse
Date: 3/17/09 07:18 am (UTC)That is one seriously pretty icon!
*applauds*
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Date: 3/17/09 06:37 pm (UTC)