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 Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 9:38 pm
*Luke looks at Sato with narrowed eyes and then back at Luana.* Wait a minute ... who did this to you?
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 9:41 pm
"I have not intention of killing anyone," she said to Sato. "At least, not this day."
"I don't know his real name," she confessed to Luke. "He calls himself Mister Blister, and he claims to work for the Triumirate. He's kind of an idiot if you ask me, but the pawns that the Triumirate sent with him certainy aren't."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 9:44 pm
::Sato shakes her head::
He calls himself Mister Blister and you THINK he's an idiot? Well, perhaps he's an idiot, but it looks like he's a good aim. You're done, girl. Go wash yourself off.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 9:49 pm
*Luke listens to what Luana says and now he's almost sure she's lying. He turns to Sato, to check her face to see if she buys it ... when he fades out.*
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 9:54 pm
Luana gets up and goes to the sink to was off her hands.
"Okay, so maybe he is an idiot. It's not always easy to tell when it's just an act with these guys."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 9:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 9:57 pm
"Well, free or not..." She peeled off her mask and washed her face. "I think it's time to call in reenforcements."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 10:01 pm
::Sato scoffs::
Yeah. Sounds good. Get some muscle. Hey, look kid... I wanted to ask you something. Would you be interested in coming with m.....
::Before she can finish, Sato fades out::
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Posted: Mon Sep 25, 2006 7:10 pm
:::Cora emerges yawning from out of the guest hall. Her arms are pulled up in a stretch. One lands back down at her side, the other smooths out her slept on, mussed up hair.
She's dressed as she normally is, in her suit, with the belt, but without her boots and cuffs... and wearing flannel pajama pants.
She goes to the bar for a glass of water:::
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 2:43 pm
*Luke fades into the Brink. The first time in a couple weeks. He checks and then double checks to make sure he's the only one in here.*
*Luke regards the Brink with a sigh. This place had become so important, so all-consuming. There wasn't a day that went past now when he didn't think about it.*
*Luke walks up to the chair - Hajime's chair - that's how he thought of it.*
*She'd been dead for almost two months now, and he hadn't done a ******** thing about it.*
*Luke walks to the bar. He grabs a beer, uncaps it, and practices. He put the beer cap in the palm of his hand, then slowly backed his hand away.*
*The cap stays floating in mid-air. Luke pushes his hand out and the cap floats three and then four feet forward.*
*Luke holds it there...just staring at it, amazed.*
*He practiced for another fifteen minutes, moving the cap back and forth in different directions in the air. He is able to move the cap for almost 40 seconds straight now without feeling lightheaded.*
*Luke finishes a beer and opens another one.*
*He decides to take a break...and walks into the library, hoping that he'll find Cora.*
**Exit Luke to Library Page 67**
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 8:26 am
*Brink in Robyn*
It had been a long time since the brink had pulled in Robyn, but a few blurry seconds later the neko appeared beside the door. Foot poised in mid-air, Robyn stepped down foot first, stumbleing as the feeling of gravelled pavement made way for nothing.
Eyes wide, the young woman's tail flicked around by her side, ears faltering right back to her brown hairline. One glance to one side, and then another to the next. She was back, after so long, she was back.
For a second, Robyn did nothing, before very cautiously she straightened out her saggy jumper- half expecting somebody, anybody, to jump out at her from no where.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 8:30 am
*Tavin stepped in from the library. His eyes were red and his expression weary. His shoulders drooped from exhaustion and the stress. He started to shuffle over towards one of the tables. He needed a rest. He needed to give his mind a break; he was worried that it might just stop working all together*
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 8:37 am
It took a moment or two to click, but a smile instantly sprang onto Robyn's face a brief moment later. It was him, it really was. For her, she didn't care if he looked like he was about to drop, of course she was worried, but Tavin's wife was more than happy just to see her husband.
As if he might disappear any moment, Robyn took a few tentative steps forewords, waiting until he'd made his way over to the table. Once there, excitement couldn't hold back any longer, the young woman rapidly striding her way over, just to pause once there. Would he even recognize her, would he remember her?
Opening her mouth, she reached out one milky white hand, taking his hand within her own. So he was here, she couldn't have been dreaming. She could even feel the very texture of his bandages brushing up against her slender palms, as her fingers coiled around his.
"Hello Stranger," She spoke softly, as not to scare him completely. Though, if he hadn't of noticed her, she didn't quite comprehend he might just jump out of his skin from the embrace.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 8:43 am
*Tavin heard her voice and knew immediately. He had to be dreaming. He looked up to see his beautiful wife standing next to him. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. A wonderful dream. He smiled at her, his so familiar grin*
Hello there, Robyn. I've missed you so very much.
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