"I do not know about what God you speak, but I shall assume you're talking about the Empy.. You probably don't know, but I'm not from this place. I have nothing with the Imperium. Hell, I even agree with you on the fact that humans are absolutely pricks."
[i]He said with a shrug, the underlying tone of annoyance still lacing his every word, though it was milder than before.[/i]
"And how much free times did you dagger eared, snooty elves have to repopulate the entire galaxy?"
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"[b][i]There was a war, it is a long tale so I shall spare you the details. This all happened before I was conceived. In the aftermath of this war the Eldar were..[/i][/b]" He tried to remember a word. "[b][i]Bored I think you Mon'keigh say. We tried many things to alleviate this Bored. Intercourse was a popular option.[/i][/b]"
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"Eh, sounds like a good time waster, I guess.. But, yeah, humans are asshats, mhmkay? You elves are arrogant pricks, and humans are xenophobic, asshatty, and generally pretty dumb for thinking of a corpse as a God." [i]He responded, his annoyance gone, and his normal friendly and gentle voice returned. [/i] "I hope we can agree there?"
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"[b][i]We had intercourse so much that we burned out our reproductive organs. Most of us did anyways. But not all Mon'keigh are bad..[/i][/b]" He said, Ciarn was still a little bit pissy. Eldar for some reason are more sensitive and have more emotions than hoomans or Space Weebs.
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"Wait, hold on, you burnt your damn reproductive organs out? Like, 'pwoosh, bye-bye'? That is rather.. painful sounding. Very painful sounding at that.." [i]He said, more shocked and surprised than anything else. And I guess Eldar are like hoomans on their period.. I would not want to run into an Eldar during her period. That would be bad.. [/i]
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Edited by Thot Slayer Emps: 7/9/2016 7:46:10 PM"[b][i]No, it was a process. Eldar anatomy is different from Mon'keigh. It is difficult to explain. You Mon'keigh usually do it once while us Eldar have to do it many, many times. I do not know how that..Ling he calls himself managed to even get Far-Seer Macha to bear children. My point is we did it many times to the point we drained our reproductive systems.[/i][/b]" I shit you not this was actually explained in a book.
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"Ah I understand now.. You learn something every day, don't you? Like the fact that not every elf.. Or Eldar.. Is a dagger eared, snooty prick. Some are actually very decent once they stop being edgy." [i]He said, grinning like a little shit. Because he's one tbh. [/i] Wat.
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"[b][i]I do not understand why people place themselves near me while I'm under the influence. Usually I become someone I do not. A drunk perverted groping maniac.[/i][/b]" He said.
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"And I become an awkward, groping, loud, lousy, sometimes vulgar little shit. You're not too bad, honestly. Hell, it's even amusing at times.. Now, I hope you don't mind me asking, but I've been curious: what is going on between you and Arknin? I understand if you don't want to answer.."
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"[b][i]Experimenting. Remember, I'm still related to those people we just talked about.[/i][/b]" He sighed. Which could mean anything tbh.
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"Ah, experimenting is fun.. Stopped doing it after I left academy though." [i]He said, remembering the shit he had done when his life was about booze, parties, and being hungover during tests and exams. He never did any sexual acts tho. Cuz das ghey[/i] [spoiler]Yes I did that. [/spoiler]
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Well Ciarn has the case of being aroused most of the time even when it's inappropriate. he seriously considered cutting off his dick at one point. "[b][i]Well I just hope i don't end up a lonely person. That is going to be depressing.[/i][/b]" And Depression is very serious.
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"Depression is very serious. Had that once, almost ended up dead once or twice. Doctors had to reanimate me, too." Yep.
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"[b][i]Yeah. I think im going to grab something real quick...[/i][/b]" Ciarn walked off for a good 5 minutes and came back with a crate he was pushing. He finally pushed it to Lucas.
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[i]He tilts his head a little, one of his eyebrows raised in curiosity. He then pushes himself away form the warehouse door with a groan of pain, and limped to the crate before looking up at Ciarn. [/i] "Woah.. Can I open it?"
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"[b][i]Yes, but be warned. What's inside the box is an extremely dangerous gift.[/i][/b]" It was silent for a few minutes. "[b][i]I am joking, it is just a lot of Spiced wine.[/i][/b]"
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"Booze, eh? Are you trying to get my addicted?" [i]He said with a joking tone and a chuckle, before gripping the sides of the crate's lid with his right hand, prying it open with a bit of effort. He then stares at the content, grinning widely.[/i] "You wanna share a bottle?"
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"[b][i]Now uh..just don't let anyone find out about this stuff okay? It is a unique version of it. Packs a strong punch one would say. I would like to share a drink.[/i][/b]"
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"I'll hide the bottles in my mech, plenty of space there. Nobody would check there, besides me. And that is nice to hear." [i]He said, grabbing a bottle and popping the cork or whatever. [/i] "You want your own bottle, or do you wanna share one? I don't mind either way."
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He reached in and grabbed a bottle and uncorked it. "[b][i]I'm getting my own.[/i][/b]" Ciarn pulled off his helmet, cue Maybelline effects. The Eldar took a swig of the bottle. "[b][i]Ooh...a bit stronger than i thought.[/i][/b]"
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[i]He raised his own bottle with his right hand while leaning against the box. He said, with a cheery tone, [/i] "Cheers!" [i]And took a sip, letting the alcohol dwell around his mouth and stuff before, of course, drinking that stuff, taking a moment to.. investigate the effects afterwards. [/i]
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It had a very strong taste to it, a very minty taste. Clearly that Eldar fukboi knew how to make wine with a peculiar taste. "[b][i]Aah...You know this is actually experimental stuff.[/i][/b]"
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[i]He took another sip before quickly sizing the Eldar up with a respectful nod.[/i] "Tastes great, kicks like a mule, tastes like it would keep my breath fresh, heh.. I love it."
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"[b][i]I actually made more tastes. But I'll probably pass out before then. Stronger than I anticipated.[/i][/b]" He drank some more. "[b][i]Mine tastes like...[/i][/b]" Ciarn said something in Eldar, to which Lucas could barely comprehend.
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"Tastes like what? Elvish.. stuff.. Damnit Tolkien.." [i]He grinned, having a fond memory for a quick second, ending once he took a swig from the Spiced Wine Eldar. [/i] "What kinda tastes you made? Mint.. some weird elvish thing.."