Session Start: Thu Mar 15 21:47:42 2001
* Logging #Pureland to 'logs\#pureland1.log'
<Keylia> It's been some time since the group landed in Gold City, quickly deciding a rest was in order before appraoching mayor Neko. Niki was set to rest in the inn, as others either remained or went for some late night fun at the tavern. 
<Keylia> >> Keylia of course was one of the first ones there, wanting to soothe her pain with some good spirits. ^^
<Roric> «ooc: Huh. Netscape crashed but stayed open, and I can't alt+ctrl+del it. »
<Chriswizard> «ooc: ^_^ »
<Keylia> « ack :/ »
<Keylia> « well, enter with Ror how you wish.. »
* Roric steps into the tavern, wearing a dirty brown cloak that partially shadows his face, and chewing on a toothpick. He moves with a heavy, slightly awkward gate, burdened by the Mana Axe, which is now strapped to his back alone, wrapped in cloth.
* Keylia sits at a table near a corner, swigging some whiskey from a jar. "Ahh.. man, I'm going to be sore for a week..."
* Roric goes to the bar first, nodding to the bartender. "Whatcha got 'ere that's 'ard?"
<Keylia> [Bartender] Lotsa things. You want a Golden Slammer? It's got a little bit of everything, gauranteed to knock you off your feet in 30 minutes or your money back.
* Roric chuckles. "Sounds grouse. Mix me up one o' those."
* Roric draws his coin purse from the folds of the cloak with a jingle.
<Chriswizard> «ooc: Golden Slammer.Heh.SOunds like something from Denny's »
<Keylia> >> The bartender starts pouring the alcohol of various bottles into a shaker, mixing that baby up for Roric. ^_^
* Keylia looks up from her table to the bar with a perked ear...
<Roric> «ooc: One sec. BRB »
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<Keylia> « k.. »
<Heather> <<Rachel idly dances with random people for like hours! :o >>
<Keylia> « want me to say you are? ;) »
<Chriswizard> «ooc: Cody does the Macarena! »
<Heather> <<Sure. ;) Rache is partying too. ^^ But she didn't wanna go too far in case she was needed. ;) So yeah, she's getting lost in the music. ^^>>
<Chriswizard> «ooc: Can Cody do the Macarena?Please! :D »
<Heather> <<Cody is sleeping probably. :P Or angsting with Rahne.>>
<Keylia> « Nah, he's somewhere ese with Tori. ^^ »
<Chriswizard> «ooc: Noooo.Cody no angst with Rahne!He angst Rachel!Yes! »
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<Keylia> « wb :D »
<Keylia> « you good? »
<Roric> «ooc: Yeh. »
<Keylia> Well if it ain't my favorite drinking buddy...
* Roric grabs his drink and pays when it's ready, raising a hand in salutation as he walks over to Keylia.
* Keylia watches Roric as she takes another drink, another eye trying to pick out ehr partner on the large dance floor nearby. ^^
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* Roric sits at the table, slapping down his overflowing tankard and pushing back the cowl of his cloak. "'Ow's it goin'?"
* Keylia nods once to him as he sits. "Hey Ror. Still crappy, how bout you?"
<Keylia> That axe still weighing you down?
* Roric takes a sip of the drink, getting more foam than liquid, and shakes his head a bit as the alcohol bites. "'That's ridgie didge."
<Chriswizard> «ooc: Lukky Lucca!Can you have Cody do the Macarena? »
<Lucca> «ooc: Hell no :o »
* Keylia grins playfully. "Yeah, they got some good stuff here. Just what I need after today." She takes another big gulp from her drink.
* Roric chuckles. "Stressed?"
<Keylia> What, me, stressed? Get outta here! I'm just sore in places I didn't know I had until now...
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<Roric> Heh. *pause, drink* 'Ow's Rache doin'?
<Heather> <<* Rachel dances on the dance floor wildly, grinding against various partners! ;)>>
* Keylia looks out into the writhing crowd, dancing to some loud music in the next room. "She's enjoying herself as far as I can see. I told her not to sit here and be worrying over me when the night is young, you know...?" ^^;
<Lucca> «ooc: And she didn't take Cody? Pssh. ;) »
<Chriswizard> «ooc: Yeah!Have Cody appear!Then she grind Cody!Horny Cody! »
* Roric nods, staying silent for a bit.
<Heather> <<You're having a touching moment with Tori. Shhh. ;)>>
<Roric> «ooc: I say we dump Niki in the Gold City and leave, just for fun. »
<Roric> «ooc: http://www.gaming-intelligence.com/artwork/010314/g2-010314-4.html »
<Keylia> Ror, you don't usually come to share a drink with me. Why are you really here? ;)
* Roric shrugs, leaning back. "Like I said...gotta talk witcha."
* Keylia snickers a little, wrapping her hands protectively around her half full tankard. "Guess I can't blame ya for wanting to." She looks over the rim cutely at Roric. "It's your ale though, so start talkin'." ^^
<Roric> ...I'm not givin' Niki back th'axe.
<Lucca> «ooc: Cute look! Yeow! Forplay! Whoo! »
<Lucca> «ooc: ...okay maybe not. »
<McGrue> « OOC: =o »
<Roric> «ooc: =o? »
<Lucca> «ooc: It's the streched out constipated face. »
* Roric folds his arms and stares at the glass in front of him.
<Roric> «ooc: http://www.gaming-intelligence.com/artwork/010314/g2-010314-4.html AHHH WHAT THE FUCK!? »
<Keylia> It's the smart thing.. I just want to know what's in Gold City that has he spooked.
<Keylia> « er her »
* Roric shrugs. "Don't know, don't care. She's a bad seed."
<Keylia> She's wild, alright... it reminds me a lot of myself, in the days...
* Roric snorts. "Mebbe if ya were a homicidal maniac."
<Keylia> How do you know I wasn't? ;) I'll talk to her when she wakes up. I mean, she's looking at me like I'm ehr friggin' mother or something... ^^
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<Lucca> «ooc: Raise her right, Keylia, or she'll grow up to be a harlot and marry the dragon prince! We can't have that! »
* Keylia plays with her whiskey container as she says that.
<Keylia> « hey, the Dragon prince was cool. :) »
* Roric nods and sighs. He reaches into his cloak and takes out the boomerang, running his finger along it.
<Roric> Now the only question...is what ta do with th'bloody thin'.
<Roric> «ooc: http://www.gaming-intelligence.com/artwork/010314/g3-010314-9.html Shit. »
<Keylia> I can hold it for you if you want. I mean, I carry a small arsenal already. ;)
* Roric ponders, then shakes his head. "I'd feel better if it was somewhere else. Somewhere where no one's likely ta get it."
<Heather> <<Rahne's underwear.>>
<Roric> «ooc: I was gonna have him say something like that for a minute. »
<Heather> <<lol>>
* Keylia rests her chin in her left hand. "You know.. I wonder what Meira's up to. But ya can't just go seperating the Mana Weapons forever.. they'll come back together sooner or later."
<Keylia> They always do...
<Lucca> «ooc: And if we don't we can sell them on Ebay »
* Keylia takes a sip, frowning some. "One of those bloody fated things."
* Roric nods. "Ya know, back when I woulda been 'appy ta see any old dill with these things. But after seein' them up close, I jus' don't feel that it's a good idea. I'd rather no one used this ol' hunk o' metal than someone unsuited ta it.
<Roric> "
<Keylia> We can always take it back to Watts. It is his Axe after all, eh?
<Keylia> He's got his shop right here in town too. We have to stop by in the morning...
<Roric> ...I just don't feel comfortable leavin' it in the hands of somebody. But at the same time, I don't want it ta be totally irretrievable.
<Roric> It's a reg'lar dilemma.
<Roric> «ooc: Prolly can only go for another 30 mins or so. »
* Keylia stares at Roric, smiling faintly. "Then hang onto it for now, stud. Gotta admit, it gives you the grizzled lumberjack look..."
* Roric laughs, taking a healthy slam of the drink. "Like ta, but ta be dead honest, the thin's right 'eavy."
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<Keylia> We'll drop it at Watts for now. He'll take care of it till we set Niki straight... I'm not giving up on the kid yet.
* Roric ponders.
<Roric> What if she tries ta take it back?
* Keylia laughs. "Then I'll hogtie her personally!"
<Roric> If yer sure. Also don't particularly want the Empire ta get their 'ands on it. 
* Roric looks down.
<Roric> It's my responsibility ta make sure these weapons don't go abused. Not 'coz o' blood or any shit like that, though I ain't any more happy about it, but...because there are some things that need ta be controlled...and no one else will do it.
* Keylia shrugs, staring off at nothing in particular angrily. "Control. Ain't it always about that..."
* Roric doesn't seem to notice. "I guess, in a way. Why d'ya say?"
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* Keylia rolls her head back over the rim of the chair, looking at the cieling. "So many things you have to be careful of... you have to do.. you have to hide... is this any kind of life?"
* Roric shrugs. "Better than' the alternative."
* Roric takes a drink and stairs at the remainder of the Golden Whatsit.
* Keylia laughs some. "That other alternative isn't all they make it out to be, you know. You don't end up on some puffy cloud with angel wings..."
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<Roric> I'd bloody well 'ope not. Make me look like a bleedin' fairy.
* Keylia starts laughing very loud as he says that.
<Keylia> ..Roric the fairy...hehe...
* Roric assumes an expression of mock affont.
* Keylia takes a deep breath, stopping her laughter. "Don't worry bout that ever happining, that's for sure."
* Roric gives her a look. "I'll sleep easy, promise." He grins. "So any'ow...I just gotta say...I'm reluctant ta just give this thin' ta any ol' bloke 'coz if somethin' 'appens to it, well, it's up ta me ta make it right, and there's some things in this world ya can't make right no matter what."
<Keylia> Heh. As much as I might hate you at times... you have the right outlook on life.
* Keylia takes another drink. "I wish I could take the axe, but I never could use it the way it was intended... if Watts refuses, we could just keep lugging it around..."
<Roric> Eh. I'd really rather stick the thing somewhere where it'd be a pain ta get. But...might not be real likely.
<Keylia> Lug it back to Wendel? I bet those church types would take REAL good care of it.
<Roric> Ew. I'd rather let Niki 'ave it.
<Roric> Joch seemed like a good choice...the turtle guy, not th'bird...but 'e kicked the bucket, and I dunno 'bout that Luka chick. I mean, she's hot an' all, but...
<Keylia> You got the hots for old Luka? Hehe. it's a thought. Too bad she's such a pacifist these days...
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<Roric> «ooc: Can't stay too much longer. »
<Keylia> « :( »
<Roric> Yeh. And 'ey, I got nothin 'gainst old chicks if they look like THAT.
<McGrue> « OOC: Gayo go byebye? »
<Heather> <<I've got dibs on sloppy seconds! ;) Or not. Gah. Stupid homework. ^^>>
* Keylia smirks. "oh, I'm not arguing with that." ^_-
<Roric> But...yeh. Some'ow I don't think she'd defend it tooth an' nail if the Empire came knockin'.
<Keylia> There's a lot you don't know, Roric. Luka has her reasons for being such a homebody. She can't leave the place, but that doesn't mean she'd roll over for them.
* Roric shrugs. "'Ardly me own fault if no one tells me, eh?{"
* Keylia nods. "Nah, it's not your fault. If anyone, it's probably mine."
* Roric shrugs. "Feel free ta alleviate yerself o' that crushin' guilt anytime."
* Roric sighs and scratches his chest.
* Keylia stares at Roric somewhat interested. "More like responsibility crushing me... and afetr yesterday, i think it just got a few tons heavier." :p
* Keylia rubs her shoulder.
<Roric> Eh. Can always cut an' run.
<Heather> <<* Rachel drops out from the crowd to rub Key's shoulder! "So, are you two lovebirds getting alongggggg?" Roric: Bugger off.>>
<Roric> «ooc: Perky rachel? No. »
<Heather> <<She's partying. ^^ Of course she's perky!>>
* Keylia takes one last swig from ehr whiskey as it's utterly empty now. "Well, I can run in my little ways, like right now. Aah."
* Roric nods.
<Roric> ....yeah. *thinks to himself*
<Roric> 'Ey, Key....
<Keylia> Whatssit?
<Roric> 'Ow many folks 'sides us're able ta fly 'round?
* Keylia looks over at him, obviously a little tipsy now. "Flying around... it's fun isn't it? But unless you want to go flying out the barrel of a cannon, Flammie's the only way to go.""
<Roric> Hmmm.
<Heather> <<Keylia drunk? Oogh. ;)>>
<Keylia> Unless you grow wings, mister fairy... hehe..
* Roric coughs. "Don't make me bust you up, Key." He winks. "Only wrestlin' with ya I wanna do is of the naked variety."
<Lucca> «ooc: Ooh! I told you they'd do it! »
<Heather> <<Wow. ;) I owe you money now. ;)>>
<Lucca> «ooc: Watch Storen say 'no!' just to spite me ;) »
* Keylia wraps an arm around Roric playfully. "You know you'd be in for the match of the century, stud..."
* Roric grins, but doesn't succumb to her charms just yet.
<Roric> But...I'm thinking, ya know...there's some pretty tall peaks 'round Mandala. If Rachel an' I were ta take Flammie out 'round there an' drop this thing *thumbs toward the axe* off in a cave or somethin' near the top o' onna them, its damn unlikely anyone'd be able to get it even if they found it, but if Rache and I kept track o' where we left it, we could pick the thing up anytime.
* Keylia musses Roric's hair a little. "Aren't you just the brightest boy around? I'd give you a cookie if I was a better cook." ;)
<Lucca> «ooc: Ah, so it's Gayo who shall spite me ;) Damn you Gayo. Damn you and your black heart of...cream cheese! »
<Keylia> « of cream cheese? ^^ »
<Lucca> «ooc: I'm tired ;) »
* Roric grins, happy that the problem seems to be settled for the time being. "Well, there must be somethin' yer good at. 'Ow about we take a walk an' think about it?"
<Heather> <<Aaahh! ;) They're going to the bad place! ;)>>
<Keylia> Oh, I have many talents. But I have to stay here with Rachel. Who knows what she'll think if Mana forbid I steal off into the night... ;)
<Heather> <<Rachel: Huh. She's not here. Hmm. Oh well. Hey, she left her drink!>>
* Roric pouts. "She an' I need to get goin' 'fore Niki wakes up if we're ta get that clever plan in motion anyway...I'll see if I can pull 'er outta the orgy. But 'ey...mebbe when I get back?"
* Roric eyes the dance room, pulling up the hood of his cloak.
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* Keylia licks Roric's ear before he pulls the hood up, then leans back in hrr chair "Count on it."
<Rachel> <<... O_o You licked his EAR? You're kidding. Do they have q-tips in Mana? ;) Do you know what kinda bacteria and parasites could be LIVING there?! ;)>>
<Keylia> « lol :) »
* Roric chuckles softly to himself as he steps into the light and sound of the dancing room, looking around for that certain special brunette.
<Roric> «ooc: I'm done. »
<Rachel> <<That special brunetteeeeeee!>>
<Keylia> « oh boy.. I woulda said yes to Roric just cause. But I must behave. :) »
<Rachel> <<Why? ;) Behaving is boring. ;)>>
<Roric> «ooc: Aw. Why? »
<Keylia> « Because Rache wants to ldue now. :) »
<Rachel> <<Hey.. ;) It was only if you weren't gonna go with him ;)>>
<Roric> «ooc: Cock-tease. ^_~ »
<Roric> «ooc: Okay, BBL »
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<Rachel> <<Coc-....jesus ;)>>
<Keylia> « actually she was. Was the truth. :) »
<Rachel> <<She was gonna go with him...or was just teasing? ;)>>
<Keylia> « I was teasing, but I could have. i figured you wanted me ^^ »
<Keylia> « so.. going to come talk to drunk Key? :o »
<Rachel> <<I do want you. ;) Bad. ;) Rreow. Yeah.. ;) >>
<Rachel> <<Pose, you.>>
* Keylia sits in her chair, wondering about things. She looks at the dance floor, as the familiar shape of Rachel winds ehr way out of the hustle. ^^
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* Rachel shoves some people out of her way and swaggers her way up to the bar, winking at the bartender. "Give me another one of those Golden Slammer thingies, mm darling?" ;)
<Keylia> [Bartender] Right away. *does that funky mixing thing*
<Rachel> Good boy. ^_- Put it on the tab.
* Rachel wipes some sweat from her face with her hand, brushing her hair out of her eyes and trying to calm her breathing.. ^^
<Rachel> <<Rachel had sex on the dance floor! With Roric! Ha ha, she stole your man, bitch! :o >>
* Keylia catcalls slightly from her seat. "What, tired already?"
<Keylia> « lol ^^ »
* Rachel blinks and turns, grabbing her drink and walking over to Keylia, swaying her hips to the pounding beat still. "Are you kidding? I could go all night!"
<Keylia> Yeah, you sure enjoy a good dance... ;)
<Chriswizard> «ooc: AGh.No.She's flirting with KEylia!!! ;_; »
<Rachel> <<Shush, you. ;)>>
<Keylia> « Rache always does :o »
* Rachel slumps down into a chair and grins broadly. "Of course. Nothing sets you free like dancing against a hundred other strangers..."
* Keylia slides her empty drink to the side. "Strangers... there's a world fulla 'em. You never know who you'll meet when you take that step into the unknown..."
* Rachel tilts her tankard of the drink back and takes a decent slug of it, shivering a bit at the strength of it. ^^
<Keylia> Goddess damn. You and Roric and that hosue special...
<Keylia> « er house »
* Keylia blinks some, sliding her head onto the table. "Oogh.. no matter how much I drink it still doesn't go awayyyy..."
* Rachel arches an eyebrow at Keylia, reaching over to pat the green hair gently. "What doesn't? The throbbing, the aching or the fact you eerily became Chrys?" ;)
<Keylia> How about all of the above? ;)
<Rachel> Mmph. Throbbing can be cured....in rather deviant manners which I won't go into at this time...though I believe I saw Roric getting hauled into a dance. ;) As for the aching....some rest and a hot bath might help...
<Rachel> As for becoming Chrys.. ;) I'm sure you'll suffer scars for a long long time but you'll get over it. ;)
* Keylia waves her hand a little. "Heh. Actually it's something entirely different, Rachel. But I'll be fine..." She doesn' sound completely convincing.
* Rachel raises an eyebrow again. "Soemhow that's not the most convincing argument I've heard from you, partner."
* Keylia covers her eyes. "I guess slumped on a bar table doesn't do wonders for my imposing demeanor.." :p
* Keylia lifts herself up, rubbing her eyes.
<Rachel> Don't worry, you still retain some of that Mercenary toughness that we so love. ^_-  
* Rachel settles her gaze on Keylia now and looks concerned despite her good natured attempts to cheer her up.
<Keylia> I dunno.. how tough do YOU think I am?
<Keylia> You're starting to get a lot betetr than when you first picked up a practice sword...
<Rachel> I doubt I could still hold my ground against you, girl. Being tough in battle is easy. Being tough in other situations isn't so natural. I think you're pretty tough...but you sure aren't one for opening up and sharing your secrets. There's such a thing as being too tough, you know.
* Rachel waggles a finger at Keylia.
* Keylia smiles faintly. "The world made me tough like that Rachel. I guess I didn't have a whole lotta choices."
* Rachel gets a more serious look. "Yeah but you can always change. Supposedly. Seeing you pull that trick back there....I don't know how you did it...I wish you'd tell me but...I'm not one to nag you when you're down."
<Keylia> Yeah... I saw the look on your face. I musta scared you to hell and back.
<Chriswizard> «ooc: trick?What trick?She pulled offa Hadouken or soemthing? »
<Keylia> « No, Chris, she technically left ehr body and possessed Chrys, forcing Chrys & Hawk out temporarily :) »
<Rachel> I was worried, yeah. Mainly because your body felt like a friggin' corpse...I was holding a damn corpse!
* Keylia plays with the glass idly. "I guess it really was..."
<Keylia> Sort of why I'm hruting in 10,000 difefrent places right about now...
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* Rachel leans closer, tapping her fingertip on the counter of the table. "You'll be okay though. Right?"
<Gayo> «ooc: BTW...H? Sorry to interrupt...can we assume that at some point Roric and Rachel did as he said with the axe? »
<Keylia> « after this you can.. :) »
<Rachel> <<Yeah....we can just make it an after thing, yeah. ^^>>
<Gayo> «ooc: Kay. »
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* Keylia shrugs. "I'll live." She runs a hand through her green hair. "It's sure not the first time that's ever happened."
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<Rachel> <<O_o Bitch>>
<Keylia> « ack :/ »
<Keylia> « wb »
<Rachel> <<Didja get my cornball line? ^^>>
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<Keylia> « no.. did you get my I'll live line? »
<Rachel> <<Yeh...lemme repaste ;)>>
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* Rachel sits back again, gazing at her mug. "Well, with that considered and at the risk of sounding like a big cornball....I'd rather I didn't lose my best friend again...that's all. I kinda need ya, girl."
* Rachel picks the drink up and takes a healthy slug of it once more, licking her lips and setting it back down gently on the table.
* Keylia sighs. "Rache, I'd never want to go leave you alone in this whole mess of things..."
* Rachel looks at Keylia. "....."
<Rachel> Y'know. I do have a question.
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* Keylia nods a bit to Rachel, trying to clear her head for the inevitable. :o
<Keylia> Just one? Heh.
<Rachel> Why haven't you? Left, I mean.
<Keylia> You mean, gone running off into the night and leave this whole saving the world thing?
<Rachel> Well. Kind of. I mean....let's face it...you could have. You could have walked away and not looked back and been spared all this shit....never would've had to do that with Chrys, never would've had to be put in any risk...
* Keylia dangles an arm off the chair. "Ah, but you're wrong there..."
<Keylia> I've always been at risk since day one, Rachel.
* Rachel rubs her forehead a bit. "I know...but surely prancing around with the Mana Knight and the Gemma and the damned Mana weapons, trying to fix the world, hasn't exactly diminished the risk."
* Rachel sounds almost guilty. ^^;
* Keylia smiles. "You feel like you're making me do this? The kind of risk I'm talking about isn't your fault at all..."
<Lucca> «ooc: Cody: :( Gemma....Say Cody. *Frowns and goes back to reading a book in his room* »
<Keylia> You can't really blame it on anyone... you could say I was born into it from the start.
<Rachel> ...you think if I bought you another drink I'd loosen that tongue of yours to help you tell me what exactly you were born into?
* Keylia laughs. "You're welcome to try. But I can't spill my guts yet... you wouldn't understand or probably even believe me if I was totally drunk..." ^_-
<Keylia> I will tell you one thing though, Rachel...
<Lucca> «ooc: Keylia: Go boff Cody long and hard! Rachel: ....Um. »
<Rachel> <<LOL ;)>>
<Chriswizard> «ooc: lol! »
<Chriswizard> «ooc: Good advice!Go now! »
<Rachel> <<That's where she'll go next, probably, to Cody's room. ^^>>
* Keylia reaches out to touch ehr partner's shoulder. "if there's anyone that's guilty, it's me. The day you discovered the Mana sword, was the day your life changed forever... though it may not seem like it, all this time I kenw all along you were the One."
<Ashton> «ooc: ;_; »
* Rachel pauses and looks to Keylia, narrowing her eyes slightly before sighing and shaking her head. "Figures. Still, you shouldn't be guilty. It's not like you chose me to be the damn Knight...telling me you knew wouldn't have changed one damn thing..."
<Keylia> Yeah, you're right. But I didn't want to hide the fact finding you wasn't an accident... I didn't know your origins, but I knew who you were inside. :)
<Keylia> And if you think that means I can just walk away from you now before you're ready to face everything, then you're discounting how much of a friend you have right here...
<Rachel> ...you're right. I'm sorry...I just... don't want you to die. I'm not ready to be holding your corpse for REAL...
* Keylia folds her hands, adopting a serious tone. "Rachel, there's a lot of sides to life. I walk on one of those wilder ones."
<Rachel> <<*snorts* Keylia sounds like she should be donning a beehive do and granny glasses in that ;)>>
<Chriswizard> «ooc: This is kinda sounding like a cheap Psychotherapy session, to me...NO offence, Storen :) »
<Rachel> <<Screw you, Chris ;)>>
* Rachel idly takes one last drain from her drink, emptying it....she turns her gaze to Keylia now. "I noticed."
<Chriswizard> «ooc: ^_^ »
<Bahamut> << Mock it not. ^^;  Our happy little mana group needs psychotherapy. :) >>
<Rachel> <<That's TRUE. ;)>>
<Chriswizard> «ooc: Cody would like to be screwed! »
<Lucca> «ooc: Blah ;) »
<Lucca> «ooc: So much for masqurade ;) I might drop by way late. So if Rachel wants to do a quickie thing with Cody, she can »
* Keylia begins to smile. "If some damn Empire smuck actually one ups me, which isn't bloody likely, you can be sure it's hardly the end of the great Keylia..." ;)
<Chriswizard> «ooc: Ooh.Quickie :D :D :D »
<Chriswizard> «ooc: *studies for a so-easy-it-ain't-even-funny-test* »
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<Ashton> «ooc: Wanna do a quickie thing with Rachel O_o A non-sexual one even! »
<Lucca> «ooc: Damn, Chrys! ;) »
* Rachel blinks and chuckles lowly, the mirth returning to her eyes as she looks to Keylia. "....mmm. You're right. What was I thinking?" ;)
<Lucca> «ooc: ...Well, I can't really TALK, but Damn, Chrys! ;) »
<Rachel> <<Everybody wants to take a ride on the Rachel!>>
<Py> <<damn straight!>>
* Keylia looks a little somber suddenly, mood swinging. "If this all blows over in the Purelands, Rachel, I'll tell you the whole truth..."
* Rachel shakes her head, a sad smile on her lips, and slides her chair over to Key suddenly, reaching out to hug her carefully. "Only if you really want to, girl. I just wish you knew that I can understand a damn lot of stuff....and that you'll always be family to me."
* Keylia hugs Rachel almost tenderly. "...you're just about my only family now..."
<Rachel> And you can count on me to stick with you, then, to the end. No matter what. 
* Keylia sniffles a second. "Aww geez. I'm so plastered I'm going to start crying..."
* Rachel blinks and chuckles, drawing back to smile wryly at Keylia. "The joys of drowning your pain in booze."
* Keylia nods, looking tired. "Yeah, and I think I'm going to go belly up.. why don't you go and run off with Roric... and do that.. axe thing..."
<Chriswizard> «ooc: O_ »
<Chriswizard> «ooc: O_o »
<Rachel> Right, right....well...take it easy, alright? Don't pass out in someone's lap. ^^;
* Keylia stands up from the table. "Well, I can't go passing out in yours. What would poor, sweet Cody think?" ^_-
<Lucca> «ooc: Mock him? Aww :( »
* Rachel blinks and bites into her bottom lip, blushing just a bit. She then laughs. "Oh gods. Well, let's not think about it. Rest, girl. Things'll look better in the morning."
<Keylia> Yes, the wisdom of the ages... catch me in my room later.
<Lucca> «ooc: So Rachel...? ;) »
* Keylia starts walking out, turning back. "Oh, and don't drive Flammie drunk for Mana's sakes!" :p
<Rachel> <<So what? ;)>>
<Rachel> Me? I'd never do something like that...! 
<Lucca> «ooc: You gonna bonkle Chrys or wha? :o »
* Rachel watches her go and then blinks, looking down at the empty mug. She grins wryly.
<Rachel> ...well. Maybe not.
<Rachel> <<End on that ;)>>
<Keylia> ~~ INTERLUDE END ~~ ;)
<Lucca> ;)
Session Close: Fri Mar 16 00:30:51 2001