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 Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 8:48 pm
*Emnast shakes his head*
Unfortunately, no...but we can get him riled up plenty good before the final Gotcha moment...and if you get to work on painting, I'll go get Bez and Tam in on it...and ask Tam to summon Hopian...talk about a nail in the coffin...
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 8:57 pm
Pasa waits until Kero is once again sound asleep, then gathers up some clay and soured wine. He mixes up a realistically powdered silvery white paint and begins to sprinkle it liberally all over the tiny dragon. At first it just looks like dirt, but when Kero wakes up and sees it, thinking it is just another lame prank, going over to the tub to wash it off he finds that the more he scrubs, the whiter he gets. Odd.
Pasa is hiding, laughing to himself at how he had managed to get Kero to help him with the paint job. By the time Kero is done he is a fairly good duplicate for Emnast, only slightly smaller. And no matter how hard he continues to work at it, it doesn't come off.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:01 pm
*Emnast soon comes back, Looking like an auricupric...and winks at Pasa...*
Hey, Pasa....Emnast....suppertime.....
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:07 pm
"Hey, Em... race ye there..." calls Pasa to Kero running out of the pool room.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:10 pm
*Kero cocks his head*
Pasa...have you gone blind...I'm Kero...your sira...not Emnast...
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:12 pm
But the boy is already gone, running on ahead, laughing... of course Kero has no idea what he's laughing about.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:17 pm
*So he follows him out, watching him meet up with someone who looks....exactly like him...*
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:21 pm
Puzzled he watches as the boy greets the other dragon with a hug.
"What's for dinner, mes'sirrah?" the boy asks his reflection.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:24 pm
*Kero darts forward*
Now wait just a second...Pasa...I'm your sira...don't you recognize me?
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:27 pm
"Don't be silly, Em... Come on... Sirrah's made soup today... I'm starved." laughs the boy running off down the mountain side, leaving him facing his reflection alone.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:30 pm
*Kero looks at Emnast...*
Okay...what's the joke....I'm Kero, Voidmaster....so why do you look like me?
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:35 pm
The mirror imae shakes it's head sadly. "Bad joke, Emnast... bad joke. Or did you hit your head when you fell off that ledge?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:40 pm
*Kero cocks his head*
My name isn't Emnast...it's Luciel, or Kerobian...you know...Lord of all negation...emissary of emptiness...paddler of his son-who-is-going-to-be-in-deep-trouble-if-he-doesn't-put-away-those-cookies's rump
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:43 pm
"The only one who's going to be wielding a panini paddle around here is me, iffin ye don't drop this. I'm going down to eat. Feel free to join us if you want, Em. Pasa would be glad to have you over." The dragon turns and heads down the mountain at a dignified pace, humming one of Kero's favorite songs as he goes.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:46 pm
*Now Kero is left scratching his head, and he darts after Emnast*
Wait a second...if you're Kero...and I'm Emnast...then why do I feel like I'm Kero? And you stay away from my Panini paddles, you hear me...they're directly imported from Italy...
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