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 Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 9:30 am
**Enter Luke**
*Luke appears, hands resting on the bar and staring forward. He's wearing a light, cotton shirt unbuttoned and khaki cut-offs. His hair's grown out to his shoulders and he's got a killer tan. He pushes his sunglasses up to prop them atop his head.*
*He smirks to Melliandra.* Well, look who it is.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 9:39 am
*Mell lifts an eyebrow* Careful, darling, else I might think you're happy to see me.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 9:46 am
*shrugs, leans back against the bar* Well, I should be happy to see you.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 9:48 am
*Now it's Melli's turn to smirk. She swirls her brush in the ink idly* Is that gratitude I detect?
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 9:58 am
*evaluates that and agrees* It could be. Either that or something close. *Luke walks around to prop himself against the front of the bar.* Just so you know ... your artifact works. I thought you might like to hear that.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:06 am
Ahh, yes, delighted, to be sure. *She begins to inscribe another line along the length of her arm, teasing* I'll finally be able to rest well again, now that you've put my mind at ease about that, dear boy.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:19 am
*quick to return the sarcasm* Hey, I'm glad I can help. I know how you worry about me.
*walks back to the bar to get a drink* You want something while I'm back here - or am I interrupting your body art?
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:24 am
You are, but if you bring me something tasty I may forgive you. *She continues on toward her wrist*
I take it by your confidence, then, you've had a visit from one of those ever-charming Seraphim.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:36 am
*So she did want to hear about it. Luke roots around in the liquor selection as he talks.* Yeah, I did. Just one.
*He turns to face Melliandra, pouring drinks into a shaker.* He came to my campus back in April... And let me tell you. He did not leave happy.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:39 am
*Melliandra chuckles* No, I don't suspect he did.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:47 am
*Luke's smile fades, as he remembers the encounter. He shakes up the ingredients of her drink and empties the shaker into a martini glass.*
*Luke grabs himself an Amstel and brings Melliandra her drink.* It was right after I punched him dead in the face. That's when he got upset.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:49 am
Tsk! *Melliandra clucks her tongue, resting the brush back in the container on her knee as she accepts the glass from Luke with a grin* Really, my dear, I never knew you were such a bully!
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:51 am
It's his own fault. *He uses his power to uncap his beer and calls it to his hand.* He shouldn't have been there.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:53 am
Poor thing. He does so hate it when things don't go to plan.
*Melliandra takes a sip from the drink Luke made, noting that Tavin has clearly been teaching people more tricks*
Hmm, and what have we here?
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:55 am
*Luke points to the martini.* That? I dunno. I made it for some chick a couple nights ago.
It's got Bacardi Orange Rum, cranberry juice, lime juice, and Stoli Raz. I haven't named it yet.
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