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 Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 10:21 pm
Janani nods and repsonds enthusiastically.
Co-rrect!
Then she yawns.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 10:41 pm
*Mystina giggled and smiled* That makes more sense... a LOT more sense than what I was thinking. I'd never gotten to hear all of the different beliefs humans have on how they were created.... I'd always wanted to learn!
*She said this as she began to fade out*
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 10:44 pm
Janani blinks.
Oh...
She smiles lightly and waves.
Good-bye!
Alone in the Brink, she looks around. She decides to see about a drink...befor she, too, fades out.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 11:48 am
*Luke fades in. He's dressed in a hoodie, knee pads, and his uniform shorts. He's got a dusting of dirt and astroturf on his arms and legs. He's got a lacrosse stick over his shoulder and he's resting his arm on it.*
Now that's a field....
*When the scene fades away and Luke's arm falls, he looks around and sighs a little.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 11:54 am
:::Cora enters from her room, hair a bit dischevled as though she had just woken up. When she sees someone else in the main room, she begins to smooth her hair, but walking closer she sees that it's Luke... and considers that she's not looking so upheaved in contrast:::
Hello Luke... :::giving him a once-over... sniffing despite herself::: What... have you been doing?
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 11:56 am
*smiles to her* Hey. Playing in the dirt and checking out a new lacrosse field.
*goes over to Cora and gets up in her face* What? Do I smell?
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 11:59 am
:::Cora doesn't back up, she stands her ground though smiling, the same cocky way he was. But she can't keep it up, she curls her fist over her nose, scruntching up her face laughing:::
Uhhgg... haha. Alright, I give up. Lacrosse must smell awful, whatever it is.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:02 pm
*laughs* Lacrosse is the sport I play. And it smells like victory.
*Luke starts to walk away.* Think fast. *He takes off his hoodie, and throws it at her, so it drapes over her face.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:08 pm
:::She squeeks as it lands over her, and it doesn't take her a split second to burst out of it, hoodie flying backwards and freezing somewhere over her head while she runs out from under it:::
uuhg! Luke!! That's... I don't know where that's been.
:::She wiggles a bit, wiping the sides of her arms as though trying to get the germs off:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:10 pm
*Luke laughs as he gets a can of beer. He now sports an old t-shirt with the sleeves cut off.* Just on me, gorgeous. And I am a dirty, disgusting human being.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:12 pm
:::She shivers again:::
nnnn... :::desperately wiping her face with the back of her hand, and walking to the bar:::
I'll make you regret that. :::she freezes the can of beer before he touches it:::
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:16 pm
**Enter Dafyd**
*Dafyd appears in a roughspun tunic, cloak, and breeches. He appears leaning against the bar with his arms folded, a smirky grin plastered on his face*
...ut your back into it, Boy! Those rings aren't going to clean thems...
*realizing he's again in the Brink and not alone, he uncrosses his arms, pushes himself off the bar, and approaches the others*
Fair Cora... Lwc... well met.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:26 pm
*When Cora freezes his first beer, Luke rushes to grab a bottle of beer and uncaps it quickly. He sets the cap down on the bar... then he stops rushing as he sees Syr Dafyd.*
Hey, man. *Guy got over his sword wound. Luke guesses that's one good thing.*
*Luke hasn't forgotten about Cora though. He thinks about using his power... but doesn't want to chance it. He tosses the beer cap lightly towards Cora's face.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:29 pm
:::Cora on the other hand, uses it as a reflex and freezes the cap without looking at it. As though she didn't even notice it happened and the cap stopped all by itself halting three inches from her face and falling to the bar top:::
:::She was busy greeting the new arrival, smiling:::
Hello Syr Dafyd.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:41 pm
*Dafyd catches the bottle cap before it hits the bar, flipping it in his fingers deftly. Something deflected it from Cora. Some of the Brink magic that Maggie was talking about, perhaps. He smiles, filing the thought away*
Coin of the Realm? *he holds the Between his thumb and forefinger and appraises it*
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