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[a deep breath followed by the most shameless of hitching exhales]

... how I love waking to the earth herself quaking with anticipation.

A nother delectable veritable minefield, though one easily forecast without so much as flexing the scientific method. Yet speaking of experiments ...

( FILTERED TO THE DEITIES // UNHACKABLE )

[ooc: chatting about the current grab!bag, and looking to appropriate Rizzie's doggy >.>]

Tardiness isn't endearing, pet. You've let yourself go. Though, I can't say I'm surprised. An extended leave of absence can't help but take it's toll ...

( filtered to Cassagioso Staff )

[ooc: all info on the bar is now at poly_cassagioso, if you see something missing, worth adding, etc. please let me or Luck-mun know. Plus, tags will SERIOUSLY lag, but this post was late anyway sooooo /sighs]

What a pleasant surprise ... I wasn't expecting visitors.

[ooc: Dante finally got him to the hospital, so with some intravenous antibiotics we're feeling much better ... fourth wall is a go, if you dare~]

... and the great Odin falls.

[an expectant pause in what can only be feverish ramblings]

I hear no ticking ... does that mean the end has come? My bones ache with anticipation ... who will be my Heimdall ... I wonder ... [sheets rustle before silence]

[ooc: he was the SC's "Loki", all links are OOC, and yup ... still sick]

... I had every intention of honoring you, father, but then you and mother had to go and make it impossibly inconvenient. Sometimes when the cord needs to be cu--

( IMAGE UPLOADED )

[pause, then an audible sigh]

... now look what you've gone and made me do ...

[ooc: oops ... ( further explanation under the cut ... )]

Tick, tock ...

( filtered to Winry // unhackable )

[ooc: concerning this, I'm late ... backdate maybe?]

June showers, June flowers. But then, certain beauties, like those which blossom forth - literally bursting with color - for those with a crimson thumb, have no season.

Dear lady, would your services possibly be available for hire? I have an errant beast in need of taming.

Mr. Ganta, perhaps you should introduce me to all your friends.

( OFF NETWORK: typed note attached to flowers delivered to Death )

( OFF NETWORK: typed note attached to flowers delivered to Winry )

[ooc: we were in the thick of the explosions, murder, and mayhem yesterday, so today we are rather sated and sending out symbolic bouquets of red lotuses to Death and Winry, but also unnamed ones to the Major and Roy ... enjoy~]

Prepare to be amazed, bedazzled, horrified ... such is the Way of the Red Lotus, the lost dark art bestowed onto me by a nameless swami. Blind, deaf, mute ... yet he still managed to pass these secrets on before leaving this world. How, you may ask? Come closer and I will tell you. Such ancient and mysterious rites have a life of their own, you see, and when bequeathed they suck yours into them. I have the memories of countless generations of shaman chanting in my head. Why, my late teacher even requested that I adopt his orphaned disciple. Does that make me crazy? Or maybe just a bit mad? Perhaps, but I leave that to you, my good friends, my audience, to judge ...

I can feel the moment ripening. It won't be long now before the elements and spirits have slide into proper alignment. Give my lovely assistant, Ms. Reno, your tithe and enter ... if you dare to risk body, as well as soul, in the presence of Zolfar the Magnificent ...

[ooc: seedy sideshow magician with a talent for making people "disappear" >.>]