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#i fought pale lurker and that was so interesting
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Tell me abt the colloseum
ohhhhhhhh okay so the Colosseum has a lot of interesting lore! its full of bugs who willingly took on infection, but unlike mantis traitors and petras, they semi-retained their mind by going into fights (except for the pale lurker, but ill get to that) and are 'tame' below the arena. there is a corpse on the throne in the colosseum which implies that there might have been a ruler or supreme fighter or some bug with higher authority in the past, but now it is just a corpse. the existence of the shade room, and the fact that vessel masks are on top of the trial boards implies that vessels once fought here, but the theory has no other evidence to supply that.
pale lurker once fought in the colosseum for the pale king, but lost her mind to the infection and now lives behind the colosseum. why she lost her mind and not the fools is a mystery, but it could be because of her fealty to pk and the radiance took advantage of that.
now the colosseum is inside the hollowed out and restrained shell of a bug, a very big bug with a large maw. and i have a fun theory that this is a long dead wyrm, much like pk once was. but instead of making a smaller, more bug-like form, it died and was used to make an arena of battle. is that true? who the fuck knows i think its a fun idea!
and yeah, thats the colosseum
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The Jones Family Candy Store 2.
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The Jones brothers have decided to renovate and update their business to include a web page. In their quest to do so they happen to meet two blondes with amazing skills that promise to do the impossible and have it complete for Christmas. Neither of them expected to be swept off of their feet in the process. This story is lots of Holiday fluff. 8 chapter story - all chapters will be posted soon!
Chapter 2
The thought of seeing Emma again seemed to start a fire within him. He may have even sang while he was in the shower. He dressed quickly and made sure to dab on a little cologne before he left. If he didn’t make a good impression on her in this suit there would be no hope for him.
Killian arrived promptly at 7:30 in front of the hall where the charity ball was being held. There were cars lined up waiting to be parked by the valets. He straightened his black bow tie and waited patiently for the attendant. When it was his turn he slipped out of the car, took the ticket and tucked it into his suit jacket front pocket. He quickly checked his hair in the car window smoothing back a stray strand and then proceeded towards the door to wait in line with the others.
He scanned the crowd looking for Emma.  He recognized a lot of people in line as they were also patrons from his shop. He also realized it had been quite some time since he’d left the shop and actually socialized in town based on the reactions he was getting.  In fact he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been out for fun. His usual routine had him up early working at the shop and then falling into bed after a quick meal when he got home late.
He was about to go in when he felt a slap on his back. “Hello Brother, nice to see you still clean up well.”
He turned around after the sting of the slap to face his older brother looking dapper as ever. “Ah, Liam, same to you.”
They each handed the woman their tickets and proceeded into the hall. It was nicely decorated in a cloud like theme, light blue linens and white puffy cloud centerpieces lit the table in. There was also a band playing light tones on stage with a number of patrons on the dance floor in front.  
“So, what time are you meeting Ms. Arendelle?” he asked.
Liam grabbed a flute of champagne from a member of the wait staff. “Ah, well, Elsa and I don’t exactly have a meeting time.”
He tilted his head and smiled. ”I thought she invited you?”
“I didn’t say that, I said I got tickets from her.” He said gulping out of his flute.
“Ah, so she bamboozled you into purchasing the tickets with her feminine wiles.” Laughed Killian.
“In due time little brother. Isn’t that Emma over there?”
Killian looked in the direction that Liam nodded towards immediately. It was indeed Emma, and she looked beautiful in a light pale pink gown. Her hair was swept off her shoulders exposing her neck and shoulders. He closed his mouth and licked his lips. “Aye, that’s her.” He grinned.
Liam handed him two flutes of champagne. “I suggest you go over and try out your lines before some other lucky man asks her to dance.”
He blinked moving his focus from Emma back to Liam. “Thanks, if I’m lucky I won’t see you until later.” He winked.
Liam laughed. “We shalll see. While you are out there mingle with the folks and talk about the upgrades to the shop. That is the other reason that I got the tickets. I wanted to spread the word about our expansion.”
“I should have known Liam Jones wasn’t just about coming out for fun tonight.” Said Killian.
“What’s the harm? Good Luck.”
Killian nodded and moved quickly towards Emma. He nodded hello to several people he recognized but kept focused on Emma and not spilling the drinks. She was talking to a woman who looked familiar when he got in viewing distance of her. He proceeded cautiously until she recognized him and smiled. He was just about to speak when another man came up behind Emma and wrapped his arm around her perfect waist and whispered in her ear.
Suddenly it felt like the oxygen was let out of the room.  He quickly fought for different words than he’d planned.  “Hello, Emma. Thought you might like a drink.”
She took the flute from him and her lurker seemed to tighten his grip on her. “Thank you. Nice to see you here. I didn’t know you were coming.”
“My brother bought some tickets last minute from Elsa Arendelle. She said she knew you.”
Emma nodded and smiled. “Yes, I’ve worked with her firm on a few projects. Is she going to be your web designer?”
Emma’s eyes were focused on him as if she could see into his soul. If she didn’t have the leech holding onto her he’d have seen it as a green light to try out some of his lines. He shook out the thoughts. “Yes, she impressed Liam and the fact that she’d mentioned her previous work with you sold him on her firm too.”
“That’s great.”
“Emma are you going to introduce me?” asked the leech.
“Oh, yes I’m sorry. Killian this is Walsh. Walsh this is Killian, he’s part owner of the Candy Store I told you about.”
Killian extended his hand to the leech, if only to get him to let up from holding her. He shook his hand with great vigor and happily smiled inside when he noticed Walsh shake his hand at his side after.
“So you’re the Candy store owner.” Asked Walsh.
He sensed condescension in his tone. “Aye, what is it that you do Wallace?”
“It’s Walsh. I’m an antiques dealer a few towns over.” He replied.
Killian took a long swig out of his flute. “Sounds very interesting.”
“Oh, it is. You’d be surprised what people throw away.” He said enthusiastically.
“Excuse me, I need to go talk to my mother. Nice to see you Killian.” Said Emma.
He nodded and watched as she walked away, only then realizing that Walsh had continued to drivel on about his business. He just continued to nod as he spoke wishing that things would have turned out differently. When Walsh seemed to finally take a breath he took his chance to exit.  He noticed Granny standing towards the dance floor. “It was nice meeting you Walsh but I see a lady that could use a dance partner over there. Please excuse me.”
“Oh, yes. Nice to meet you as well. I’m sure we’ll see each other again if you are working with Emma.”
He cringed at the thought. “Aye, have a good night.” He walked towards Granny and was hopeful she’d go along with his escape plan. “Good evening Granny, care for a dance?”
The older woman looked at him like he was crazy then she smiled. “I guess since you’re asking.”
He took the woman’s hand and lead her onto the floor. “Thank you. I appreciate it.”
“What’s this really about?” she asked through a smile.
“I needed to ditch a certain git who wouldn’t shut up.”
“Good, so you haven’t lost your mind then. Ok spin me for good measure then let me be. This is too much for my old feet.”
He laughed. “Thanks for your help.”
He spun her slowly and then they exited the dance floor gracefully. “I owe you one Granny.”
“No payment required. “she grinned after she saw her friends watching with jealousy written all over their faces.  
He moved towards the door now that his exit strategy had worked.  He was beginning to remember why the quaint cozy shop and inventory seemed like a good idea. No chance of hurt feelings when you are surrounded by sugary sweets.
He managed to zip through the crowd and avoid further conversation, he wasn’t really sure what he would say in that moment anyway. He’d finally found Liam in the back of the hall close to the bar. He was talking closely with Elsa so he decided it would be best to head towards the door instead. He’d just catch up with his brother in the morning.
He was just about to exit when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He was just about to read Liam the riot act when he stopped himself at the beautiful vision in front of him. “Emma.”
“Hey, it’s early. Are you leaving already?” she asked.
“Aye, I’m doing inventory tonight.” He covered instead of saying what he really felt.
“Oh, well I’m glad you came for a little while. Thanks for the champagne earlier.” She said staring directly into his soul with her beautiful emerald eyes.
“Don’t mention it. I’ll see you on Monday?” he asked hopeful.
She smiled. “Bright and early. I hope that’s ok.”
He grinned brightly. “Perfect.”
“I’m sorry about Walsh.” She blurted.
He shook his head. “What?”
“Walsh, leaving you alone back there. He’s a talker, I know. I’m sorry about that.” She said.
“Oh, it’s fine. He sure does love his business but I know what that’s like.”
She laughed and touched his shoulder lightly. “I’m sure you do.”
He looked briefly down at her dainty hand on his shoulder and then back towards her beautiful face. “Aye. Goodnight Emma.”
She removed her hand slowly. “Goodnight Killian.”
He left her reluctantly but felt if he stayed he would be in danger and now he needed to focus on their professional relationship. He’d be working with her for the next 5 weeks for the launch. He got to the valet stand without passing a second glance back towards her feeling defeated, but after he handed in his ticket he couldn’t help but look back.
She was still there watching. He smiled and waved. She seemed flustered and waved back.  Perhaps this wasn’t over just yet. He’d see her Monday, bright and early. That thought got him through the rest of the night.
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