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abyssdressing2009-03-17 12:00 am
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[Jade is sitting by a little humble juice bar, sipping on a fruit smoothie. He looks very relaxed, calm, and thoughtful.]
I wonder if this place is still called Jadetopia?
[OOC: He's referring to this very old, old thread here. He still likes the idea.]
I wonder if this place is still called Jadetopia?
[OOC: He's referring to this very old, old thread here. He still likes the idea.]

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[Now Jade has a random image of getting Sync and Anise together in one room, conked their heads together, and problem solved!
The solution is kind of violent actually.]
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[That idea might actually appease to him because it would cause Anise pain. Nevermind it would hurt him as well.]
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[Slurps. Hmmm, strawberries.]
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No, nothing strange happened! Why would you think that?
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We need to recall specific details of the event before the change, then determine the cause.
Now, sit down and think slowly and more carefully. Help yourself to your own smoothie if you like. Any details at all? I'm looking for bodily symptoms, something out of place that happened on the scene, anything at all...details.
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I was sick. Okay? I stayed at home for a week. There was nothing unusual. Except maybe Anise was bugging me. Pretending to worry about me.
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[Jade took a moment to consider what action should be taken.]
It's a long shot, but I would like to try this on the both of you at the same time. Have you heard of hypnosis?
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Otherwise, there are other alternative methods that are much crueler in comparison. [There's that sadistic smile on Jade's face.]
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Fine. As long as you can assure me you won't try anything strange.
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Go and try to find Anise and bring her here. I'll wait.
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Yeah, yeah. I'll find the damn brat.
[He grabs a smoothie for the road now.] I'll be back.
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If Sync and Anise would ever come, Jade is going to hang in the florist shop across the street.]
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I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey...the more I get of you, the stranger it feels...♪
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