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[throwshammers]

[Colette had just opened our journals to comment on the bizarre teleporting incidents --

-- when she suddenly finds herself in... Good Spirits? Yes, right on the bar's counter top. She squeals as she tumbles over the stools and onto the floor.]

O-Ow... [Oh, we should probably apologize to the patrons. She flails her hands about, embarrassed.]

Comments

[pimpinwings]

[Well, that totally sent his drink into his face.]

Rats. You okay, Colette?

[throwshammers]

O-Oh, Zelos! I'm so sorry, are you all right? [Grabs a napkin and hands it to him.]

[pimpinwings]

I'm peachy.

[wipe wipe wipe. ...at least she didn't land on his face.]

[throwshammers]

I-I'll get you another drink...! [...She then realizes she doesn't know a thing about alcohol.] Um, what did you get, anyway?

[Action]

[fortunefail]

[And just when Colette thinks things may have calmed down, a certain Seraph teleports into Good Spirits as well. Sadly, he ends up in mid-air and crashes face-first into one of those round tables. It topples over and he's soon buried underneath it. As harsh as it may have looked, the loud cursing shows he's still in one piece.]

Re: [Action]

[throwshammers]

[She jumps at the crash and blinks at him.] Yuan! You got dropped here, too?

[Action]

[fortunefail]

[Excuse him while he shoves the table off his back again. He is not amused.] ... Obviously.

[Action]

[throwshammers]

Are you hurt? [Walks over to him.]