Session Start: Sun Oct 15 18:26:21 2000 * Logging #Pureland to 'logs\#pureland.log' ~~ INTERLUDE START ~~ Breaking off from the group that was ehaded for the Elder's place, Keylia & Rachel along with Chrys and Roric head to the bar instead! Talk about prorities. ;) <> AS soona s you enter, you see the place is alive with laughter and bragging and everything a good tavern should have, including kegs of dwarven brew. Roric and Chrys go to the bar to grab a stein and start the drunken revelry, leaving the other two to fend for themselves at the moment.. not that they mind in the least. :) * Keylia plops down at a wooden table, staking her claim to it in true merc fashion. ^_^ * Rachel stands for a moment, taking in the scenery before slumping down opposite of Keylia on a wooden chair. "Nice...place." ^^; [Keylia] Yeah, I can just smell the good spirits in here. :) <> Funny, smells more like goat piss to me. ^_- [Keylia] Hey, you, gimme two mugs of ale, pronto! *yells to pudgy bar wench dwarf* ^^ << ack! >> << i forgot :) >> << ;) >> * Rachel eyes the crowds, her eyes landing on Chrys and Roric who are no doubt halfway to being drunk by now. ^^; * Keylia yells to pudgy bar wench dwarf. "Hey, you, gimme two mugs of ale, pronto!"^^ Goat piss? Well, it's an acquired taste you know. ;) It'd hafta be. ^_- Oh well, whatever gets someone nice and plastered. ^_- * Keylia drapes her weapons on the tableside. "I figure you need a chance to relax.. now that's we're away from Pandoraand everything." << er that >> * Rachel keeps her sword on her back, wrinkling her nose at the mention of Pandora. "Ugh. Yeah, relaxation is definately needed. I hope we don't need to head back there anytime soon..." That city really gives you the heebie-jeebie doesn't it? That's kind of odd that a tough gal like you would get spooked there. Pfffttttt...tough? Funny, thought you fit that category more than me ;) >> The bar maid drops two mugs of ale on the table, rushing off to more yelling customers. ^^ * Rachel blinks in amusement at the retreating maid before taking a hearty slug of ale ^^; * Keylia grins, looking at the drink a little. "Well, heh. Tough people make the rules after all in this world... why else would mercenaries like me be making such a huge profit?";) And I don't think you should go counting yourself out.. why look how far you came in just this short time. You mean to being a big Hero lady? ^_- Oh sure. Hell, that coulda been you if you'd been in the room instead of me! Bah, I don't have the stomach for that hero gig. I never did. ^^ * Rachel eyes Keylia over the rim of her drink in amusement. "Not like you have much of a stomach anyways." Oh right, comign from little miss Slim Fast. ^_- * Keylia takes a swig. * Rachel sticks her tongue out before also taking a swig. "So tell me....you and Chrys. What's the deal? Hot prospects for the future?" ^_- Well, he's cute, but he's been gettign real mental lately. As if he could get any worse.. ^^ We've all been mental lately. ^_- No kiddin'... things sure have changed since it was just you and me eh? * Rachel frowns faintly and sighs a little, nodding. "Yeah. I kinda miss it, really. No big weights on our shoulders, just doin jobs and partying when we could....going everywhere and seeing everything!" * Keylia sips some. "Yeah, now you see why I never wanted the hero thing? The free carefree life is what sets me on fire." ^_- << er -free >> * Rachel blinks and laughs. "A lot sets you on fire, woman! But yeah, I see what'cha mean....course, now I've got this stupid sword and we've gotta help Cody and...ugh." * Keylia wipes her lip some, grinning Oh, that's good stuff. ^^ It is. ^_- We should take some with us... * Keylia jiggles the mug some, the ale sloshing. "Maybe, maybe.. but then Roric would down it all!" * Rachel snickers and peers over her shoulder at the aforementioned man. "Oh yeah. True. That guys drinks like he breathes air!" It's kinda sexy in a chauvanistic way Oh please, you're kidding, right? Augh, that man.... Man, that asshole hit on Luka.. what was he thinkin? ^^ Bah, more like not thinking. He's quite the....pig. * Rachel 's voice holds a bit of dislike for the drunken man. ^^; * Keylia sighs. "Ah, well. At least he's a good for something. Every man's got their good qualities if you look hard enough." Speaking of which... * Keylia smiles wryly. "I know I saw you checking Cody out back there... you got the hots for him?" ;) * Rachel chokes on her drink. ^^; Oh, come on... you can tell me! * Rachel clears her throat and puts the mug down, intensely interested in the tabletop. "Ehhh....well....! Okay, yah, I do like him...a lot....but...it's not like anything'll happen, y'know...!" hey, stranger things have happened.. like.. oh.. finding the Mana sword... ;) Oh sure, wave that under my nose. ^^; No no, I mean...gods, that Rahne girl has him wrapped around her tail! * Keylia sips some more. "Oh yeah. No question.. she's like some lovestruck teenager." ^^ * Rachel sighs melodramatically and rests her chin in her palm. "Bah. Love. Who needs it!" * Keylia holds out her ale lazily shaking it at Rachel. "Hey, hey..." * Rachel arches an eyebrow at Keylia in amusement. Love isn't just swooning over the opposite sex, yanno.. Oh? ^_- Tell me, Ms. Mercenary Extreme, share with me your wisdom ;) Well, think about it, Swordgirl. ;) You can love beer, kids, parents, anything! Heros are supposed to love the world and all that junk.. ^^ << er heroes >> 'Love the world'? God, that's so cheesy. ^^; Did you read that somewhere? ^_- Actually I did. * Keylia grins. "Ok, so it is cheesy... But you know what I mean!" Yeah yeah...it's hard to love the world when you've seen the crummiest of it. ^_- Oh believe me, I've seen some REALLY crummie times.. * Keylia rest her head in ehr hand. "What about you? You looked like you've seen some really rough times too." * Rachel rubs her neck.. "Well....uhm...yeah....you know, the usual violence...." When I think about it.. I don't know a lot about you Rachel. Sometimes I wonder how you ended up like you did back then. * Rachel glances about the crowded bar and then at the beautiful woman across from her. "Well, I don't know much 'bout you either, girl...but....you saved my scrawny ass, so maybe you should know, huh?" Hey, not like I'm prying.. I'm just full of naughty secrets myself. ;) I bet. ^_- Well...the thing is, if you wanna know the deal on Rachel, we gotta leave this humble abode cause y'know....this isn't anything I want people to know. ^_- Wow, walking it off after just one mug? I must be losing my touch. ^^ Sure, let's go for a walk, hun. :) * Rachel nods and stands. "We can always visit again later, y'know...but right now, a walk sounds great." ^^ * Keylia gets up from the table, slamming the rest of the ale back and leaving a tip. * Rachel casts another glance towards Chrys and Roric at the bar and pushes her way outta the bar. "Ugh...scuse me, outta my way..." * Keylia grabs her weapons, and follows Rachels lead outside... >> As you exit the bar, you bump into a tall, brownhaired man in a cloak, startled for a second. ^^ * Rachel brushes her hair from her eyes and looks around, enjoying the cool breeze. ^^ * Rachel erks O_o Hey, sorry about that... [Man] Ouch.. hey, watch the hair... >> The man blinks, pulling back his hood to reveal a handsome face. ^_^ Who's this guy? [Man] Your dream date, honey. ^_- It was my pleasure to bump into such a total Goddess on earth. * Rachel raises an eyebrow. "Good question. Who're you?" <> <> >> You think you see a sword near his belt, but you can't tell what kind. * Rachel furrows her brow and glances in amusement at Keylia. [Keylia] What a cheap come on line. Maybe you should get drunk and try a little later. ;) [Man] Woah, you're fiery. Maybe I'll take you up on that offer, green-eyes. ;) [Man] I'd give you both my number, but just dial number 1. ^_- Later. >> The swordman goes into the bar.. ^^ * Rachel stares for a moment. "Wha...who...erm?" * Keylia scratches her head. "Man, SO full of hismelf. What a jerk." * Rachel raises an eyebrow at Keylia. "Forget him, he's another drunk. We were walkin, remember?" ^_- Right, right... he was cute though. ;) * Keylia resumes walking. * Rachel laughs lowly. "Oh sure sure...you WOULD say that..." ;) <> << You just bumped into Azrael. ^_- >> <> << The Empire swordman. :) >> <> << *session hint* >> * Rachel glances about the dwarven town, quietly taking in the sights and wondering where to begin, a slightly serious feeling descending on her shoulders... <> * Keylia looks over a small precipice at the path winding beneath the town. "Hey, I bet that leads to the Underground Palace..." * Rachel blinks and chuckles. "Yeah? Wanna explore a bit?" * Keylia taps her sickle on her shoulder, thinking. "Oh, sure we could.. but what would the others say?" ;) * Rachel nudges Key's side with her elbow. "Does it matter?" * Keylia snickers. "See, that's the merc in you.. doing things your own way. Sure, I'm up for it." * Rachel grins widely and starts for the Palace. ^^ "Ha, admit it, you just can't refuse a pretty face!" Yeah, a pretty face who's going to get herself killed. ;) Baaah! What's life if you don't take chances, huh? ^_- * Keylia follows after her to the pathway. "Gosh, you remind me so much of me sometimes it's scary." * Rachel grins widely and draws her sword just in case. "You bring out the better parts of my wilder side!" >> You proceed under the town into a dank cave, water dripping off the stalactites. The paved stone way leads to a hallway and foyer of brown and dull grey marble. >> The pillars standing in silnet observance seem exactly like the water Palace decor.. * Keylia has her weapons drawn, as always. "Ah, good old Palace romping. Betcha Gnome's grumpy though." Well, yeah, he doesn't seem the wonderfully cheery type ;) Nice decor, though ^_- >> Your footsteps echo. The halls seem still. You can go left or right. Well, not exactly party central.. you could hear a rabite drop in here. ^^ * Rachel taps her foot and looks at Key in amusement. "Ladies first." * Keylia puts her hands on her hips. "Oh is that the way it's gonna be huh?" ;) * Keylia assumes a VERY dainty posture and walks left. ^^ * Rachel winks and grins. "Sure. I follow the pretty ones, what can I say!" * Rachel follows Keylia with a cheery look, chuckling. ^^ Well, you have good taste, dahling. ^_- * Keylia snaps out of it, and laughs a little. * Rachel just grins and looks around.. "God, you're right, this is kinda...quiet." >> You find a room with some stained glass windows.. they show an eerie underground light, as if from magma deep within the earth. >> There's a couple swords in holders, sittign still. * Rachel raises an eyebrow at the sword and glances at Key. "Think they're normal swords?" ?me has a hand near her sword. "Those are Hunter Swords. Gnome uses them to guard the palace. Good thing we're just ehre for a happy romp." ;) * Keylia has a hand near her sword. "Those are Hunter Swords. Gnome uses them to guard the palace. Good thing we're just ehre for a happy romp." ;) Mmm....guess we'll just not disturb them, huh? ;) But.. you did want a quiet place to chit-chat. How abotu right here. A little danger to make it interesting. ^^ -> [Keylia] PING -> [Rachel] PING -Rachel- ~ I remember, yes, in my peach party dress, no one dared, no one cared to tell me where the pretty girls are, those DEMIGODS, with their NINE INCH nails and little facist panties tucked inside the heart of EVERY nice girl.. ~ Oh yeah, as if we don't have enough danger in our lives, she wants to have a heart to heart near mutant flying sword things. ;) Ok, then I'll prove it's safe. Since I gotta protect my man and all.. ;) * Keylia points and giggles. <> << you said ladies first before. ;) >> * Rachel laughs and digs her sword tip into the ground, leaning on the hilt. "Your man, eh? Does that mean I gotta grunt and belch?" * Keylia walks up to the swords, and leans down. "Only for dramatic effect." ^^ * Rachel watches, her muscles tensing just in case. ^^; * Keylia takes an outstretched palm and taps on one. .oO( Be nice for us ok? Gnome and me are tight after all. ^_- ) <> If you get slashed up, I ain't explaining it to the group ;) >> The sword shudders for a second, then it dulls to a slight quiver and a brown spark, moving no more. ^^ * Keylia waves her hands. "See, still in one piece!" * Rachel raises both eyebrows. "Wow. You have skills." hey, when you got it, flaunt it. * Keylia flexes. ^_- * Rachel laughs and drops down, sitting on the ground. "Well, you definately got it. You gonna sit or stand?" * Keylia hunches down, and sits beside Rachel, her answer obvious. * Rachel tilts her head, intent on not making this easy for her friend. She grins wryly. "So, what do you wanna know about me exactly?" * Keylia leans back. "Well, I'm really curious why you hate Pandora so much... I mean, if someone roughed you up, I'd wanna know so I can return the favor." ;) * Rachel considers this for a moment, the mirth fading from her face replaced by one of slight nervousness, her finger tracing patterns on the cold floor. "Well....roughed up would be correct, Key....roughed up, abused, taken advantage of in every way possible..." * Keylia lets her cheery demeanor drop some. "A man?" * Rachel nods faintly and murmurs. "Yeah. A man." * Keylia looks at her a minute... I don't think many things come close to that in crumminess factor... <> Were you hurt? * Rachel sighs softly. "In many ways, yeah. I've got scars. Everywhere." * Rachel tugs down her tunic to show the small one on her neck. * Keylia examines the scar with a careful eye. "I don't mean just physically... something like that can leave a mark a lot worse than a scar." -_- I sometimes see that rage you've got inside.. * Rachel releases the tunic and runs a hand through her hair, looking at Keylia with those words. "Yeah. Everyone thinks little Rachel Sundin is psycho but she has her reasons for flipping out...." <> * Keylia leans down, looking at the floor, some green ahir dangling over her eyes. "We all got our reasons for what we do. Stuff we run from.. realities that hurt.." * Rachel sighs softly. "Yeah...you're right about that...but what're you running from, Key? You're just as much of a mystery as me...." * Keylia brushes some green hair away. "Well, it's a long story. You probably wouldn't believe most of it anyway." But I can say, that I had a time I felt really weak and helpless, just like you. Maybe I'm trying to be stronger and prove that didn't happen. Sortof self-justification, you know? ^^ Yeah....I can relate to that....we're just two worn out women tryin' to make it, eh? Worn out, nah.. I'm not worn out yet. And neither are you. :) besides, you just got the chance of a lifetime handed to you just yesterday.. * Rachel looks to the ceiling and sighs softly. "Yeah...a chance of a lifetime...I dunno, Key....I'm not exactly the stable one of the group, y'know? Roric has already told me that I'm probably gonna lose everything I care about if I follow through..." Maybe it's more of a curse... * Keylia puts a hand around Rachel in a light hug. "C'mon, why are you going to listen to him? You are your own person and can decide if he's right or not." * Rachel savors the contact and submits to it. "Yeah, I know....but it's like... I worked so damn hard to get away from...Pandora...to get here, with you, with them....and if I lose it cause of some sword, it's just...I dunno..." I know it's a lot to take in. Hell, I'd probably have gone nuts by now... But, deep down, you're a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for. It just got buried way back. * Keylia pats the side of Rachel's arm. "If anyone NEEDS to be a hero, it's you, eh?" * Rachel rolls her eyes, smiling softly and chuckles lowly. "Thanks, Keylia...at least I know someone has faith in me during the times I don't.." Hey, we're partners.. if I didn't have faith in you I wouldn't have come this far for free would I? ;) True.. ^_- You must have the patience of a Sage ;) * Keylia smiles, and hugs her a little. "Aw, you won't catch me in a stuffy library." Besides, I like your company. I don't wanna admit it, but even I get lonely sometimes... I sortof have no family left. * Rachel tilts her head and hugs Keylia for admitting that much. "Yeah? What happened? Or is that too...?" * Keylia stutters for a sec. "W...well.." It's that whole Elf-Beats War thing to blame. Yeah. <> I sure hope we don't meet any of those monsters. I owe them bigtime thrashings. * Rachel gazes at Keylia intently for a moment at that before nudging her gently. "Hey, if we meet'em, I've got your back." * Keylia nudges back. "Hey I'm a big girl. ^_- But I appreciate it." Anything fer you, partner. ^_- And Key...I mean that. Y'know... if you feel lonely, I'm always here to lean on... though I know you don't lean easily. ;) * Keylia hugs tightly once, smiling an innocent smile for once. "You'd be surprised..." * Keylia sits up. "Anyway, I thinkw e should go and fetch everyone before we start growing a layer of dust in here. ick." ^^ * Keylia brushes some off her pauldron. Yeah. ^_- And before we start singing hymns or something ;) * Rachel hops up and sheathes her sword again. ^^ Mmm... hymns. No dice, thanks. ;) << have to go shrotly.. may I end it? ^^ >> <> * Keylia starts walking out the left path, the sword quivering a another brief second menacingly, but remaining still as she exits. ^^ * Rachel follows Keylia, murmuring. "Sides, Chrys and Roric probably saw us leave and are entertaining fantasies of us rolling around on the floors...." ;) <> Us? Perish the thought! ^_- Indeed. ;) >> The warrior couple returns to town in a jollier mood.. ;) ~~ INTERLUDE END ~~ Session Close: Sun Oct 15 20:22:02 2000