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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:35 pm
*Kyle shifts uncomfortably. Why was she crying? Had he done something wrong?*
are... are you okay?
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:42 pm
::Sato manages a broken laugh::
Yeah, Kyle. I'm fine.. I've just... I've never seen...
::Sato takes a breath. Stop being a ******** woman, Sato::
It's difficult to fight to defend a place that you've never even seen. To be in situations where you and your friends can die each and every day for a place that to you is only a name. This.... This means a lot to me. I can look at this, I can listen to it... And it gives me a sense of what I'm fighting for. I think... When this war is over... I think I want to visit Earth.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:45 pm
*Enter Luke from Library pg. 57.*
*Luke bursts his way into the main room, fury rising inside him. Looking past Kyle and Sato, he grabs his bookbag that he dropped. He gets his key, opens the door, and slams it hard behind him.*
*Exit Luke.*
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:53 pm
*Kyle hasn't notice Luke at all, and when the door slams, he jumps so hard that he knocks the jar off the table, topples his chair over and disappears under the table. After a few moments, he still has not reemerged*
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:58 pm
::Sato also whips around at the noise, and when she turns back around, Kyle's gone. She looks under the table, and looks about, but its no use. The kid's outta here. She shakes her head and listen to the shell again::
Take care, kiddo... And thanks again.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 7:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 7:13 pm
::Sato is so immersed in listening to the shell, she doesn't even realize that she's fading until she's gone::
*exit Sato*
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 10:34 pm
**Enter Bard**
*Bard appears seated in a chair reading*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 10:47 pm
**Enter Maggie**
*Maggie fades in, bending forward as though setting something down. She pauses, straightening, and catches sight of Bard absorbed in a book nearby. Despite the worried look about her eyes, she can't keep from smiling slightly*
Good eve te ye there, Bard .. *she greets him quietly so as not to jar him out of his reading too much*
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 10:52 pm
*Bard looks up from his book and smiles* Hello, Love.
*He sets the book on the table, rises from the chair, and crosses over to Maggie. He wraps his arms around her in a gentle embrace*
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 11:01 pm
*As Bard puts his arms around her, Maggie is suddenly all too aware of how frightened she's been for him since finding out what the Seraphim had done. She hugs him back tightly and murmers* I'm so glad te see ye ..
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 11:06 pm
*Bard stiffens reflexively* Maggie, what's wrong?
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 11:11 pm
*Luke appears, leaning against the bar in an old t-shirt and ratty pajama pants. He sees Bard & Maggie in an embrace not far from him. God, he was a cockblock for those two. Uncool. He goes behind the bar to get himself a drink.*
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 11:22 pm
*Maggie pulls back enough to meet Bard's eyes, wondering how she's going to break this news to him* There's been ... the Seraphim .. *she begins, and then stops as she realizes who's joined them*
Luke .. *she looks over to him, her expression somber. He hasn't seemed at all inclined to bring this topic up when she's seen him recently, and she hasn't wanted to press him. But they have to let Bard know. Still, she hesitates for a moment*
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 11:28 pm
*Bard grips Maggie's shoulders and stares at her* What about the Seraphim?
*he looks across the room to Luke and then back to Maggie, and when neither of them answer immediately, he repeats insistently*
What about the Seraphim?
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