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 Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 1:49 am
*Luke glares down coldly into the spot where Hajime fell as Bard says they should wait for Tavin's approval. He did everything without our say. Luke's had the thought now, and it angers him further.*
*Luke looks up to see Maggie leave, and his shoulders fall. He looks to Bard, looks away, and waits a moment before saying.* I haven't seen Tavin yet.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 1:54 am
*Bard nods* ... there's no reason for you to carry the burden of telling everyone. If I see him...
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 1:57 am
*Luke nods back, frowning.* It's okay. I want to talk to him anyway. *He walks away from the spot towards Bard.*
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 2:02 am
*Bard mutters*don't we all...
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 2:05 am
*Luke stands there for a moment. then, tired but firm* We have to do something about this.
*Luke thinks and not for the first time: It was going to happen again. To one of them if they didn't.*
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 2:15 am
And we will. We will, Luke. But we can't be reckless. *Bard sighs and sits down in a chair*
If we don't have a plan of attack, we're lost. That's why we need to talk to Tavin as soon as we can.
*he looks up at Luke* Let's face it... right now? We need any help we can get.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 2:19 am
*Luke knows he's right, but that doesn't mean he has to like it. He lets out a hard sigh. Then, Luke runs a hand down his face and sits down.* Yeah.
*Once he takes a seat, he fades back to his time.*
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 2:29 am
*Bard is grateful to see Luke fade away. He buries his head in his hands and sighs*
*After a time, he rises, collects his book, and exits back to his own time*
**Exit Bard**
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 2:44 am
*Mystina fades in, kneeling, pointing at things* And there's a badger and a mushroo---....Oh. *She blinks as she realizes her little girl is no longer in her lap, and she's in the Brink*
((Yay for insomnia >_> If the Seraphim was here she could point and say 'It's a snake!" xd ...I think about badger's too much, don't I? ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 4:31 pm
*Alex fades into The Brink. He looks deep in thought, but the change of surrounding wakes him from his introspective. He frowns, annoyed, and sits down at a table, pulling out his laptop, and starts typing away furiously*
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 4:31 pm
:::Kara slowly appears. She is seated, her hand propped to her cheek. Her neck and head straighten up gradually as she realizes where she is and sees Alex. She looks confused for a moment, but then wipes off her face, still a bit wet and red from tears:::
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 4:49 pm
**Enter Dafyd**
*Dafyd fades in, thundering across the room in a rage*
... look like cowards hiding behind walls of stone...
*he spins around only to discover the person he was addressing is no longer there. His face twisted momentary confusion, and then understanding returns to him. At once all the rage goes out of him. He looks at the others*
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 4:53 pm
*Alex looks in shock as a man waving a sword comes running in from nowhere. His ears shoot back flat against his head and he nearly jumps out of his seat. He doesn't say a word, just stares*
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 4:56 pm
:::Kara, eyes the newcomer, and also rises from her seat, though more cautiously. She glances at Alex... her guess is that he doesn't know the man either. The ears give it away:::
Ehem... :::She clears her throat, letting both Alex and the man know she's there:::
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 5:11 pm
*Dafyd ignores the woman completely, focused on the strange man with cat ears before him. He stares at him more with curiosity than apprehension*
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