Embodiments of Love

[Surma]

Surma looks at Eragon. "There are three ways of living. The first option is by facing me in combat. The second option is, by facing me in a game of action. Such as Archering, Basketball, etc. The third way is by making a trade. You have to sacrafice Someone's Spirit in exchange for your spirit."

[Brady]

I don't really want to fight you. I'm not that good at games... and I don't want to sacrifice someone else to live. So it looks like I'm dead. Wait. I have a game.

I grin evilishy.

How about paintball? Can I choose some teammates?

[Endymion]

I walk through the city asking some people where the rebel base is, none of them tell me, cowardly people, I wish I had some money, I bet then they'd talk. Greedy, ignorent, stupid people. Alright, perhaps I am a bit bitter, I will try again.

I walk up to a scruffy looking elderly man sitting on a street corner and ask him. He points me east, I thank him and walk away.

[Anna Khodorkovsky]

"Calomunnists? Where does that come from. The word Capitalist and Communist do not contain "CAl" anywhere."

I wonder if Lysander does drugs.

[Lysander Josef Bassarov]

"The L was from Lysander. I was being creative. I always ad an L to my words. Silly"

[Surma]

Surma chuckled. "As fun as it sounds, I must refuse, Brady. It's has to be a game of one on one. Eathier you think of one, or just invent one. You have thirty minutes. If you haven't picked by than, i'm afraid i'll have to send you to the afterlife."

[Paris]

I smile. "Well, I could only if your the reffere." I said as I put my tounge in his ear. "Why don't we take it to the next level hm?" I ask as I licked his neck which turned into kisses.

[Valmont]

I look up from my never-ending paper work, since as long as there are people, there are sick people, with sketchy pasts, no birth certificates in sight, and supposed amnisia.

"I'll gladly take the job, I need to get out of the office any way, now I know how you feel. But still, I would much rather be here doing paper work than out there farming, doing construction or fighting, some people were just born to be behind a desk. I am one of those people, simple as that. "

[Gregory: The Storm Raven]

"Alright. Here I come!"

Gregory explodes from his standing position, shattering the ground under him. A trail of gray light whips behind him as he rushes Lotus, his own blade singing from it's scabbard.

[Lady Violet]

"Fantastic, so...how have you been Dr. Valmont?"

[Surma]

Satu said:

"Hi!" I said cheerfully, floating behind Surma. "Sorry Surma sir...I was bored so I decided to see the new ghost."

((ooc- I'm very sorry Satu, I missed your post.))

Surma didn't turn around. "Don't say sorry to me Satu. It's okay, you've done nothing wrong. I've given you permission to visit the living afterall..I haven't seen you for quite awile Satu, how have you been. I haven't seen you for quite awile."Surma turned around. He looked up at the floating Satu with a calm smile.

[Anna Khodorkovsky]

"I get it. So, wanna take a walk?"

Sometimes Lysander is a little strange, but it is endearing.

[Dinari Dollar]

"Okay, but we dont have a bell or a championship belt."

I kiss her neck and start to unbutton her shirt.

"You have a great tan, Paris."

[Lysander Josef Bassarov]

"Mmm? Sure, sure. If fact, I would be honored by it"

I stand up, and push in my chair.

[Simona Weil]

"It would be nice if the anarchists and Eternal Light could work together more often, but our interests seem too estranged. I do like working with you though, Rodthingy."
I say as we walk down the street together.