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 Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 6:21 pm
*Mystina giggled and smiled* It's nice to meet you Felicity... *Mystina stood up and stepped back* Yeah, they're real...
*She begin to flutter her wings and went into the air, then began to zip around the room, her arms held against her sides. She finally slowed down and lowered herself to the floor once again*
You can feel of them if you want. *She giggled.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 6:27 pm
"That.. that's alright," Felicity said, watching somewhat dazedly. She'd obviously never thought it possible for a person to have wings-- or for fairies to exist. At least, not since she was eight years old.
"So when're you from, then? Sometime in the future, I presume?" She was somewhat surprised that she hadn't met anyone from the past yet (save for Gunsinger, but that was just ten years so it didn't really count).
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 6:43 pm
*Gunsinger's eyes widen ever so slightly...... he had known there were strange things in this place... and even considered that the wings might be real... but not that she could use them to fly!.... He hadn't been much on stories like this when he was a child... but he heard the irish talk about spirits like this on occasion... mischvious creatures they called:*
Fae....
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 6:50 pm
*Mystina stood there thinking for a minute, tapping her finger against her lip.* Well... I don't know by human time exactly... Time runs different in Faerie, and we count it differently. But it's been a long time since we withdrew from your world... I only know that it's before the human year 3000.
*Mystina tilted her head and turned to Gunsinger with a giggle* So, you've heard of us, Mister Gunsinger? *A grin crossed her face*
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 6:57 pm
"Huh... interesting." Felicity was still a bit dazed by seeing her fly like that. She wondered if any of the other people who came here could fly, and how. It just didn't seem possible. She accepted it as real, albeit weird, and tried not to think about it too much.
"Oh, Mr. Gunsinger, I almost forgot you were there," she said, looking over Mystina's shoulder at him. "Hello." She didn't really expect him to respond, but thought she'd say something anyway.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 7:05 pm
Ma'am
*says gunsinger tiping his hat to felicity, almost dismissivly before turning to Mystina*
The Irish talk about "Fae" sometimes.. when the're telling stories.... when I was tracking the McGlory's they told some stories about folk like you playing pranks and abducting children to live with them. I figured they were just stories, like Gulliver's Travels.
*he inhales deeply on his cigarett and blows out a fine plume of smoke.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 7:10 pm
*Mystina started to giggle* The stories about us abducting children are false, but, the pranks are true. We believe in having as much fun as possible... Though it isn't malicious. *She grinned*
The stories of people disapearing into Faerie, are true though. But they come of their own free will.
The myths humans have of creatures, such as unicorns, and dragons? Those too are real. They're all in Faerie. *She grinned, then turned to Felicity*
When are you two from? *She tilted her head* Your clothes are similar. *Though Mystina noticed the clothing, she still didn't quite understand the use of having so many clothes on... It seemed constricting and hot to her.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 7:19 pm
"I'm from 1887. He's from about ten years before." Felicity shrugged. "It's a little... disconcerting." She wasn't sure if that was the proper word, but she'd heard it used like that before. "Not that any of this isn't, really," she added.
"So unicorns and fairies are real?" She smiled. "I wish my little sisters were here; they'd be overjoyed."
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 7:26 pm
*Gunsinger drops his cigarette stub and crushes it into the floor*
The only monsters I know are men like me.. and the men that men like me deal with in our... business.
*he heads over to the bar and slides behind it...... studying the area and takeing note of the various bottles glasses.. and what looked like some form of metal ice chest... he pulls a bottle of Bourbon from the shelf and takes down a shotglass, pouring himself a drink*
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 7:32 pm
*Mystina giggled and nodded to Felicity* They're magnificent creatures, most faeries look like human beings, Pixie's are what the humans imagine faeries to be at times...small and tiny. But there are so many species... Most of the faeries don't have wings, the only thing different from humans would be their ability to work magic better. The reason I have wings is they mark my status.
*Mystina tilted her head, halfways understanding what Gunsinger meant, this must be why she felt cautious around him* ...And what exactly do you do? *She blinked a few times, now honestly curious.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 7:38 pm
Felicity nodded thoughtfully. "I'll have to tell them that when I see them again." If I see them again, she added in her head, but stopped that train of thought before it went too far.
She looked toward Gunsinger for his answer to Mystina's question, not really expecting him to give a clear one, but there was always the chance he would. It was a small chance. Just about nil, really, from what she knew of his personality. But she still looked over, blinking innocently as if she didn't already know what it was.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 7:55 pm
*Gunsinger was growing ired of this question... he takes a sip of his bourbon and sets the glass down before muttering*
I do whatever job my employer needs doing..
*he then remembers the money he had left on the table and starts makeing his way to it.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 7:59 pm
*Mystina blinked. So, that was the case, he was dangerous.* Ahh.. I understand, I think.
Er...what's that stuff that you left on the table? *She nodded at the money Gunsinger was walking towards. She didn't get a good chance to get a clear look at it. It looked like copies of drawings to her...*
*She then turned to Felicity and smiled* What exactly is it that you do?
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 8:06 pm
Felicity stood up, leaning over the table she was at to get a better look at the envelope on the table. "Looks like money to me," she said, more for Mystina's benefit than anything.
She looked at Gunsinger, grinning slightly. "I'd ask where you got it, but that'd be impolite. Besides, I don't think you'd tell us," she added, shrugging.
"I work at a club," she told Mystina. "Dealing cards."
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 8:23 pm
*gunsinger grabs the money and counts through it quickly.. it appears to be all Fifty-Dollar notes.. he stuffs it back in the envelope and puts it in an inside pocket.. heading back to the bar*
Do any of you ladies drink?
*he asks in a cool but casual tone.*
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