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Pema Pema Find all posts by this user The Solitary Posts:8 Joined:Nov 2013 Character:Pema Jawantal Server:Balmung Reputation: 2 Meeting Zozoje Zoje | #3 12-29-2013, 09:07 PM There was a rather loud scuffle going on outside of the large oaken doors that preface the way into Zozoje Zoje's office; Pema, a notably short Miqo'te was struggling against Mourechaux, Zozoje's somewhat simple man-servant. "Get... your hands... off of me!" she growls unhappily as she struggles against his tight grip. "No," he says firmly, "You'll try to run away again." "Not when we're right outside of the bloody...door," she strains against his grip again. The excessively tall, in Pema's opinion, Duskwight yanks her unceremoniously through the large heavy doors and drags her up to a large mahogany desk that resides near the perfect middle of the room.  As she reaches up to right her top hat which was dislodged during the struggle she gets a look around the spacious office.  It was rather posh, all told, lovely thick tomes line the tri-surfaced work space which was littered with pricey accouterments - ranging from luscious feather quills to large polished gems held in golden-pronged stands.   Pema tugs her perfectly-tailored jacket down sharply and adjusts her monocle as she looks about the room searching for whom she was there to meet.  The sharp slam of the double doors behind her tells her that she's alone once more as Mourechaux has finally vacated the area.  At least, she thought she was alone. "Gloooorious day isn't it?" a scratchy voice echos across the cobbled floor, bouncing the sound all around the stone room.   Pema bristles slightly, she could smell Lalafell, but she couldn't see him. "I am Zozoje Zoje.  You can address me as 'my lord,'  The Miqo'te spins around and looks down at the Lalafell who was standing directly behind her now.  He was short, even for one of the little people, with stark black hair and gentle grey streaks that give him a distinguished air.  His eyes are light and bright and almost glow as you look into his pools of sight, "I will not..." she trails off as she looks him over, her brow furrowing deeply.  He was dressed in a lovely, but mismatched set of clothing.  In fact, as she looked him over she began to realize just why his clothing didn't seem quite right.  It wasn't.  Nothing he was wearing had been made for him.  His blouse was one she made for Susukuna, his pants for Fifili, and the list went on.  She sighs softly. "I see you've noticed my acquisitions!" Zozoje strikes a flamboyant pose, waggling his eyebrows as he shows himself off, "You have no idea how hard it was go get these and track you down.. but it has been and will be worth every cent!" "What is it, exactly, that you want?" Zozoje trots around to one of the sides of the desk and, with the help of a stool, climbs aloft whistles loudly.  Suddenly, several people of all races and creeds pile into the room.  Zozoje turns to face Pema with a bright smile on his face and his arms held high, "Make them beautiful!" he crows happily. ((To be continued...))  Time is nothing, Timing is Everything.

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Pema's Journal - by Pema - 12-18-2013, 01:08 PM RE: Pema's Journal - by Pema - 12-27-2013, 09:50 PM Meeting Zozoje Zoje - by Pema - 12-29-2013, 09:07 PM RE: Pema's Journal - by Pema - 01-04-2014, 03:27 AM RE: Pema's Journal - by Pema - 01-05-2014, 03:03 PM

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