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 Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 3:42 pm
:::Eventually, Cora felt the pangs of hunger, and she wandered into the rec room. There she picked out a box of cheerios, but with nothing to wash it down with, she returned to the bar with them. A glass of wine seemed like the appropriate thing to have with them:::
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 3:55 pm
**Enter Melliandra**
*Across the room, woman appears, all in white and kneeling. Her hands are clasped and her head is bowed as though praying. But then one icy blue eye snaps open, followed quickly by the other, and she sits back on her heels with a little snort of amusement*
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 3:57 pm
:::Cora looks up from here glass of wine. She pauses to look at the woman kneeling on the floor, trying to place whether or not she'd met her. After a handful of cheerios, she recognized her as Melliandra. She didn't say anything though, Cora just kept munching:::
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:01 pm
*Mell tilts her head in the direction of the crunching sound and smirks* Hello to you, too, darling.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:03 pm
:::Cora sips her wine:::
Hello. :::Her expression is constant, and dull:::
Why are you wearing that?
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:05 pm
Because, dear, it's beautiful. *She rises and carefully gathers her skirts in one hand, lifting them enough to permit her to walk over and join Cora by the bar*
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:06 pm
Oh. What were you doing?
:::She pops some cheerios:::
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:10 pm
Preparing for a ceremony, *Melliandra replies, matching Cora's apathetic tone. She reaches a hand out to swipe a few cheerios and pops them in her mouth, then makes a face* Ugh, how bland!
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:12 pm
:::Cora takes a swig from her glass:::
That's what the wine is for. Want some?
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:16 pm
I had better, else my mouth will never forgive me.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:19 pm
:::Cora puts down her glass, and hands Mel the bottle of wine she'd poured her own glass from. And then she kept eating her cereal:::
...what's the ceremony?
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:22 pm
*Melliandra considers going around to get a glass, but with all the layers she's in it's really not worth the trouble. She lifts the bottle in mock salute* A wedding. *And then takes a drink*
Even in this strange little state of yours, you're still just *she reaches out and taps Cora's nose* full of questions, aren't you?
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:26 pm
:::Cora barely blinks as Mel reaches out to touch her. Though she suddenly recalls seeing something similar to what Mel was wearing in a 21st century women's magazine from the library:::
Oh. That's a wedding dress. :::But she could have sworn that Mel was not from the 21st century:::
What year is it where you are? That's the kind of dress they wear in 2002.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:28 pm
*Melliandra chuckles* I suppose some things never go out of style.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:29 pm
No. It does. There's nothing like that in the 31st century. :::Cora suddenly turns her head to stare off into the distance, as though there was something behind Melliandra. But there was nothing there at all, and Cora looks back at her without another word:::
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