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 Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 12:21 am
ooh... :::As though it had just dawned upon her::: Oh yes. I remember. I don't really... have anything to use, to sew with, I mean.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 12:24 am
I could bring something in for ye, *Maggie starts to offer, but then thinks better of it. Anything she brought in might fade out again* Or ... I know I have things in my room here. Enough te start ye off, at least.
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 12:26 am
:::Cora nods::: Yes, I would like that.
:::She looks over at the guest hall, but waits for Maggie to lead the way:::
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 12:29 am
*Maggie smiles softly. It may not be much, and Cora needs so much more, but still ... at least it's something* Aye, alright then.
*she goes to fetch her key, then heads down the hall together with Cora*
**Exit Maggie, Cora, to Guest Rooms**
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 5:32 pm
*Tavin walks in from the Rec Room with a sigh. He's been waiting.... for a long time. They'd been gone for... a while... His mouth curls into a frown. What was taking them so... long?*
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 5:35 pm
**Enter Mell, Luke from Florence, 16**
- before we can do that, we need .. *Melli pauses as they appear in the Brink, tilts her head and smirks when she sees..* Tavin. Why, hello, darling.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 5:42 pm
*Luke fades into the Brink along with Melliandra, and he's once again dressed in the t-shirt and jeans he was wearing before his trip to 16th century Italy.*
*He breathes a sigh of relief at having returned. Luke can still feel the bruises on his face and body though.*
*Luke's wondering whether Tavin or Melliandra brought them back, when he nods to Tavin.* Hey. *Not knowing what else to say, Luke motions to the box in Mel's hands.* We got it.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 5:49 pm
*Tavin smiles as the two fade in. They were both alright. Granted, he had been more concerned for the wellbeing of ONE of them than the other. He beams a smile and takes a step towards them*
Well, I see that you survived a trip with Melliandra. Now that its over, you're pretty well out of the wo....
*It hits him so suddenly, that he stops mid sentance, his eyes going wide. He feels the vibe of the thing in the box wash over him, like a greasy film covering his body. It turns his stomach. He had forgotten how terrible it felt. How...... dirty. Impure. Evil... Tavin stops in his tracks and leans a hand out to the chair next to him, his other hand to his temple. He takes a deep breath before continuing*
....mn.... So.. I see. Melliandra, you certainly haven't been.... toying around with your collection, have you?
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 6:05 pm
*Melli siiiiiiiiiiiiighs and shakes her head* Tavin, Tavin, Tavin . . . why would you ever think otherwise?
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 6:09 pm
*Luke frowns as he watches Tavin grip the chair. He looks back at Mel.*
*The key.* What's it doing? *Luke walks over to where Tavin's hunched over. If it worked on the Seraphim, then it would work on any angel, even...* Tavin, what's it doing to you?
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 6:17 pm
*Tavin looks up at Luke and resumes his steadfast smile. His hand, however, continues to grasp the chair*
Exactly what it was created to do Luke. And exactly what... we want it to do.. for you. However...... I think that it might be best for the time being for us to find... an alternate storage place for this object. Perhaps we can store it in the back of the library or the guest rooms... for the time being?
*Tavin can still feel it washing over him, like a tangible heartbeat. he knew very well that this feeling would dull in time, that it was only so strong since it had been so long since he had been near such a thing. But right now it was..... distracting. And Melliandra and he.. neeeded to talk*
If you don't mind that is..
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 6:23 pm
*Melliandra lifts an eyebrow* I'm not particularly inclined to let it out of my sight until it's 'properly sealed,' as you put it, my dear.
It did occur to me, though, that you might find this a mite unpleasant. So ... *With her free hand, she fishes in the pouch at her hip* I made you something. *She pulls something out and tosses it in Tavin's direction* Catch!
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 6:33 pm
*Luke knows very well that Melliandra's brand of magic doesn't work in the Brink. Yet, this artifact was causing Tavin to have what looked like a crippling migraine. If the artifact could work this well here...*
*Luke begins to realize just how powerful this artifact is.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 6:45 pm
*Tavin catches the object questioningly, and glances at Melliandra. From what he felt.... He held it up in front of him.... It was a Quartz stone on a long leather cord. But not just that... Tavin squinted as he focused on the trinket. His eyes still saw more than the human world could and he saw.... He shook his head*
Melli.... why would you... why give this to me?
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 6:58 pm
*Melli chuckles* Don't read too much into it, darling. You've promised me information, and I'm far more likely to get it if you're not writhing about in pain, now, aren't I?
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