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-Leia is taken down to just above half-health by Eli's Fly.-
Leia: <E-eek! W-what d-do we...>
Herbert: Remember, we're just the supporters, no direct offence... Toxic, Leia!
-The Politoed nervously fires a ball of gunk at Eli.-
-Leonard, who is now practically white as a sheet due to shock, blinks helplessly at Cleo.-
Leonard: ...GotitI'mveryverysorrynowcouldyoupleasegetoffme?
edited 14th Feb '14 7:04:33 PM by Herbert40k
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-Flonne beams at Joe.-
Flonne: <Sure! I can make you my angel trainee!>
-She lets out a dramatic Powder Snow, which is barely noticeable compared to the weather outside.-
Flonne: <Not a problem! 'Tis the duty of an angel of love! Angel of love, awaaaaaaaaay!>
-Flonne goes running off in a random direction.-
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Fool: -Concerned tone- What's a matter Tagg? You seem a bit... frazzled.
Constantin: ...
Constantin turns around and goes back to stirring a (new) cup of hot coffee, his coffee coloured eyes drawn shut.
Cleo stares at him intently for a few seconds, before letting her iron clad grip of Leonard's collar go. A while of staring at him longer, she then abides by Leonard's wishes.
Cleo: ...I'm sorry. There are many things that make me mad, but people making fun of my hight send me into another level of angry..
Dandelion: -Whimpers-
I'm having to learn to pay the priceShalour City
Leia: <Eeep!>
-The Crunch hits her for critical damage, and she faints.-
Herbert: Ah, dammit. Time to send in - wait, if we're playing this fair, then I'm only allowed to use two mons. So... looks like I'm just moral support as opposed to literal support now. Go Samantha, I guess.
-Leonard straightens up and brushes some of the dirt off of his suit, still looking much paler than usual.-
Leonard: Yes, I... I think I realise that now. Your little demonstration made it rather clear.
edited 14th Feb '14 7:17:15 PM by Herbert40k
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Fool: -Still concerned- If you say so, dear
Constantin: So. I'm guessing you're here to take you darling girlfriend on a lovely Valentines Day date? After all, the setting around here is lovely and the weather couldn't have been better.
Constantin's voice has an emotionless, almost apathetic tone to it. One might assume he's being coy about something.
Cleo: -Blushing slightly- Erm... Yes...
There is an awkward, fidgeting silence between the two before Cleo get's a mischievous look on her face.
Cleo: Hey Dandelion. You're a gambling man, right?
edited 14th Feb '14 7:20:07 PM by PippingFool
I'm having to learn to pay the price-Alice is Played Rough with! Wow, that sounded dirty-
Alice: *Grunt*
Alice fainted!
Eli is hurt by poison!
Emma: Last one I can send out...go, Lilli!
-Recalls Alice, throws out another ball. Lilli pops out-
Lilli: <Hi!> :3
Emma: Lilli, Fairy Wind! Eli, Ice Punch!
Lilli: <Okie-dokie!> ^_^
-Lilli twirls around, summoning pink winds. Eli goes to punch Harbringer-
Lilli used Fairy Wind!
Eli used Ice Punch!
edited 14th Feb '14 7:32:11 PM by ForMagic
Sue: -Gives off a low growl-
-Quiets Sue with a hand gesture-
We...normally don't celebrate Valentine's Day.
Hugging a Vanillite will give you frostbite.Shalour City
Cleo: ...If I were to slander you for being a gambler, my family would chew me out for my hypocrisy until my dying day. I'm quite the gambler myself.
I was just wondering if you wanted to have bet~
Constantin's lip twitches for a split-second. It's the most facial expression he's giving in starting this conversation.
Constantin: Oh, I see how it is.
Fool: Anyway, I think it's time to check in for the day. Thank you for lunch, Constantin.
Constantin: -Finally showing an emotion by smiling at Fool- My pleasure, mon cheri.
Fool decided to stretch before she leaves the table. In doing so, she knocks over a glass water.
But suddenly, the glass stops falling over half-way. It isn't budging an inch now.
edited 15th Feb '14 1:46:18 AM by PippingFool
I'm having to learn to pay the priceShalour
-Samantha quickly hugs Herbert-
You did great, Herbert.
-she turns to Joseph-
What're you doing now?
Joseph: Walking around, talking to this plushie!
Samantha: ...why?
Joseph: It's a standin for my boyfriend!
Samantha: Fine. You wanna battle or something?
Joseph: If he does.
-points to Herbie-

Y-yeah, I think love exists... It's just that... Haven't really, yeah... Haven't found it myself yet...
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.