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Post by Nobody on Jan 4, 2015 0:21:48 GMT
A glass flew over her head, knocking over a bottle of wine on the shelf above her. The neck of the bottle cracked, and a deep purple liquid seeped down the cracks in the shelf and onto Aoife's head. Ezra tried not to laugh.
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Jan 4, 2015 0:28:27 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 4, 2015 0:28:27 GMT
There was a moment of stunned silence from Aoife as she let what happened sink in(literally). As that moment passed, however, the clip in her hair began to glow and the earth started to rumble.
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Post by Nobody on Jan 4, 2015 0:30:59 GMT
Ezra's smile vanished.
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Jan 4, 2015 0:36:23 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 4, 2015 0:36:23 GMT
The rumbling grew steadily more and more violent. The bottles of various beers, wines and liquor began to fall from their place in the shelf, and the floor of the tavern began to crack. "How dare you ruin this HAIR AND THESE ROYAL CLOTHES?!" Vines burst from the ground stretched through the ceiling.
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Post by Nobody on Jan 4, 2015 0:39:13 GMT
One of the men was either extraordinarily brave, or extraordinarily drunk, because he charged her with a broken bottle as his only defense. Ezra looked at Cultus. "What's Morrigan goddess of, again?"
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Jan 4, 2015 0:40:49 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 4, 2015 0:40:49 GMT
Immediately a vine wrapped around him and yanked him up. Aoife, in her rage, ordered the vine to teach him s lesson by shoving him through the ceiling and holding him high above the ground.
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Jan 4, 2015 0:43:58 GMT
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Post by sunter on Jan 4, 2015 0:43:58 GMT
Someone in the mob of brawlers caught sight of the vines. "We got some mages in here!" Another of the patrols yelled. "Magic fight!" A third chimed in "no holds barred!" Immediately, several mostly harmless fireballs flew through the air, one of them catching a vine and setting it ablaze. Some other wise guy iced some of the ground, turning it into a slippery mess.
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Post by Nobody on Jan 4, 2015 0:45:27 GMT
Ezra perked up again immediately. "Sparklefuckers for everyone!" He threw several of the little balls into the crowd.
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Jan 4, 2015 0:47:39 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 4, 2015 0:47:39 GMT
Every person in the room besides Aoife was yanked up by one of the many vines that had destroyed the floor beneath them. She glared at all of them, her hairpin glowing brightly. "How about all of you DRUNKEN BUFFOONS go HOME and have your little games IN PRIVATE?!"
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Post by Nobody on Jan 4, 2015 0:49:32 GMT
There was silence for about five seconds before someone started laughing and another puked from the sudden change in vertical orientation. Ezra laughed as well, and the whole crowd of tavern goers followed.
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Jan 4, 2015 0:53:20 GMT
Post by canas on Jan 4, 2015 0:53:20 GMT
Cultus stepped behind her, clearing his throat. ''Umm... Aoife?'' He waited until she turned around before dumping a bucket of icy cold water over her head.
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Jan 4, 2015 0:55:57 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 4, 2015 0:55:57 GMT
Aoife just stood there in a horrified silence as the freezing cold washed over her. The laughter rang around her, horrifying her even more, but as she looked around at everything that had happened, she couldn't help but start laughing herself.
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Jan 4, 2015 1:09:13 GMT
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Post by sunter on Jan 4, 2015 1:09:13 GMT
Several guards charged in, hearing the commotion. The scene in front of them was baffling to say the least. One of the men hanging upside down looked absolutely furious. "Guards! I want this dealt with immediately!"
Snapping back to reality, they liked at the man "And uh.... who or what-"
The man cut off the guard. "I own this bar and they-" he pointed an upside down finger at Ezra, Cultus, and Aoife "have caused substantial damage! I want them dealt with!"
This put a grim look on their faces. They immediately slapped a pair of cuffs on Aoife and Cultus. "You and your friends are coming with us ma'am." They looked up at the hole. "Get him down from there. He's coming too."
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Jan 4, 2015 1:12:43 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 4, 2015 1:12:43 GMT
"Wha-?! Are you guards imbeciles?!" Aoife demanded as she lowered all of the men. "I am Princess Aoife of Arviragus! I was controlling these drunken idiots as they raged around in a huge bar fight! I was just drinking my tea when a thrown glass knocked a bottle of wine over and spilled its contents over my head!"
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Jan 4, 2015 1:21:27 GMT
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Post by sunter on Jan 4, 2015 1:21:27 GMT
The one that had cuffed her raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Uh huh. And I'm the goddess Morrigan." He looked around for any sign of a tea cup, but to no avail. He caught a stronger whiff of the wine. "A night in a cell should sober you up." Ezra was quickly cuffed and hauled to his feet. "That goes double for you two."
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