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<blockquote data-quote="deadestdai" data-source="post: 1772970" data-attributes="member: 13678">Drinks came and went, food arrived and dissapeared&nbsp; *notsomisteriously, Don-ner* and still Flaust leant back against the wall, supposedly asleep. She was trying to be at her best behaviour; with all these purses about just crying out for her own particular attentions it was rather difficult to keep her promise. Pinching was what had almost gotten them slain when they faced the Baatezu. Damnable Amnizu must have had some jink in his pockets! If only it hadn't of turned around when she tried to climb under it's skirts..... Hence the promise to stop stealing unless it were to benefit the group as a whole, not just Flaust's &quot;spanky-majickal-thingies&quot; collection.Flaust started snoring dramatically. She was rather bored and tired of this place. It smelt like daemons and tiefling. Eewwww - Tiefling smelt gross.O!!!???She smelt herself! SHE smelt bad! Flaust may not have been the tidiest looking girl, but she certainly wasn't about to be known for her bad odours (Fighting daemons was afterall rather sweaty work.).Leaping up from her seat and somersaulting over the table, Flaust landed with a slight wobble and curtsied badly to her friends with a &quot;supposedly&quot; innocent smile on her small features. Then she turned and darted for upstairs and saw if she could get a bath going or something.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="deadestdai, post: 1772970, member: 13678"] Drinks came and went, food arrived and dissapeared *notsomisteriously, Don-ner* and still Flaust leant back against the wall, supposedly asleep. She was trying to be at her best behaviour; with all these purses about just crying out for her own particular attentions it was rather difficult to keep her promise. Pinching was what had almost gotten them slain when they faced the Baatezu. Damnable Amnizu must have had some jink in his pockets! If only it hadn't of turned around when she tried to climb under it's skirts..... Hence the promise to stop stealing unless it were to benefit the group as a whole, not just Flaust's "spanky-majickal-thingies" collection. Flaust started snoring dramatically. She was rather bored and tired of this place. It smelt like daemons and tiefling. Eewwww - Tiefling smelt gross. O!!!??? She smelt herself! SHE smelt bad! Flaust may not have been the tidiest looking girl, but she certainly wasn't about to be known for her bad odours (Fighting daemons was afterall rather sweaty work.). Leaping up from her seat and somersaulting over the table, Flaust landed with a slight wobble and curtsied badly to her friends with a "supposedly" innocent smile on her small features. Then she turned and darted for upstairs and saw if she could get a bath going or something. [/QUOTE]

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