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 Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 10:27 pm
*Luke frowns. She brought up Cora, and Luke can't help think it's for a reason. He's being manipulated - by Tavin, by Melliandra, by the Seraphim. He's at the disadvantage. They can predict what he needs and what he'll do to get it.*
*He didn't come this far to be someone's half-baked science experiment. ... But he didn't come all this far to back down on the one chance that could keep his family safe either.*
*...And really with how often the Seraphim had been visiting him and taking him and everyone else, he was ******** anyway, wasn't he?*
*Luke has another thought and says.* Whatever magic powers you have - they don't work when you come here. This could be just as likely to kill you, too.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 10:45 pm
It may, *Melliandra agrees amiably* Though I doubt it. I've proven remarkably immune to dying thus far. *she fits her key in the lock*
So, *she asks lightly* Shall we throw in our lot together and see what comes of it?
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 10:52 pm
*Luke grabs her shoulder.* Hold up.
*He wastes no time in saying.* If this ... if it works, the Seraphim is going to find out about it. He might not be paying much attention to you now, but that will change if you do this.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 11:01 pm
*Her smile widens* Oh my dear boy, I have little doubt of that.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 11:07 pm
*Luke jerks back a little, and for a moment, he is speechless.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 11:14 pm
*Melliandra can't help but chuckle at his expression* Darling, judging by what's transpired, he may well just drag me off and kill me simply for being in this place at all! *her smile takes on a defiant twist* I at least intend to have the satisfaction of raising a little hell for him, first.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 11:28 pm
*Luke's watching her eyes as she says it, and he's sure that she's caught him returning the defiant stare.*
*A splinter of his mind continued to nag him: What the ******** are you doing?! The b***h is crazy. She's crazy, and you're just as crazy to go with her! He had no proof that she was telling the truth about -anything- at all.*
*But Luke's mind is made up. He's nodding.* Okay. All right. Let's get this.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 11:34 pm
Onward, then, my dear, *She swings the door open and motions ahead of them with a morbid sort of cheerfulness* And into the abyss!
**Exit Luke, Melliandra, to an Adventure Thread which will be created at a Later Date**
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 6:43 pm
The maid came in again, asking Luana where she wanted her clean clothes left. Irritated at being interrupted again she held held up her hand to signal the woman to be quiet.
Chalk dust covered her hands as she scribbled away on...
**Enter Luana**
...empty air.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 6:45 pm
:::Just then Cora made her entrance from the library, she was carrying an empty glass and an empty bottle when she spots another occupant of the room:::
Oh. Hello Luana. :::Walking still towards the bar::: What's up?
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 6:51 pm
Luana combed her hair back from her face with her fingers, which left a noticable amount of white dust in her hair. Her eyes were slightly red. She bit her tongue before she answered, to keep her frustration from being expressed verbally.
"Hi, Cora," she said. She tried to smile as she pushed the stick of chalk into her pocket. "I was just working."
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 6:54 pm
:::Cora grabbing up a new bottle of wine, uncorking it and giving it a sniff. Satsified she begins to pour herself just a little into a clean glass:::
Me too... what were you working on?
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 6:57 pm
"Just a gadget. Nothing really. You?"
She went behind the bar and found a bottled water.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 6:59 pm
:::She sips the sample she poured for herself, letting it sit at the back of her tongue. When she's further satified, she pours herself a full glass and walks back around to have a seat at the bar, though she faces Luana half way to hold the conversation:::
Studying mathematical principals of time and space... I'm trying to get my brain around any sorts of clues I can find about this place.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 7:02 pm
"Well, best of luck with that. And be careflu. I hear it's actually physically possible to think hard enough to hurt yourself." She tore open a small packet and poured a fine gray powder into the bottle. "Learn anything interesting yet?"
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