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 Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:11 pm
:::Kal ran his hands through his hair, sighing uneasily. He'd just got Cora to agree to stop drugging herself, and now Luana was doing it too. And the fact that these 'pills' were making her less vulnerable to her enemies didn't make things easier on his feelings about the locket in any way.
Cora was a pretty invulnerable person, and he had no trouble with her...:::
Why are you telling me this..?
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:19 pm
Because I want you to talk some sense into her before she gets herself killed, or worse... [fades out]
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:23 pm
:::or worse... Kal thought to himself when Andrew was gone. Fantastic... One thing after another. He sighed, ran his fingers over the top of his head, and got up to exit:::
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 11:26 pm
Streams of dust trickled from the mass of cloth that shuffled through the main room, another streams falling with each shift of its massive weight. A large metallic cyllinder made a ruckus on the hardwood floor as the beast took a few more steps after the first, when he had immediately realized the change. Dirty streets and the smell of filth and blood are quickly replaced by nothing at all, no, the faint smell of two humanoids. The scent of oil or some other mechanical fluid he had not come across since his Exile caught his interest, but he did dwell on it long. The idea of a smell seeming days old in a place without time was much too troubling, as was even smelling someone when you take all you've come with when you leave. Broad shoulders rolled and tossed the cloth, which could have doubled as a tarp, onto the floor to reveal his full beastial frame. Kane, the Beast of Junktown, was thirsty, and by god did this place have some amazing booze. None of that rotgut s**t, and he'd be happy to drink till even his enhanced fortitude surrendered to intoxication.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:07 am
:::Kal fades into the Brink mid-stride. His expression, which was rather vague when he entered, converted to a wary interest. He looks around, but seeing no one, he releases a breath through his nose, and walks to the bar:::
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:10 am
:::When Kara appears she is faining polite laughter, but when the sound of her voice stops resonating against the polished marble, and instead fades into silence, she opens her eyes and realizes that she's in the Brink.
She looks to the bar and sees a very familiar young man. Kara gets up, and quietly walks over to take a seat at the bar:::
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:12 am
:::Kal notices Kara as soon as he hears that laugh, but he doesn't begin by saying anything. Instead, he digs around behind the counter, and pulls out two glasses and a bottle of apple wine.
He hands one to Kara, and begins to sip on one himself. They are silent for a time:::
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:12 am
:::After a few sips Kara finally reports:::
These walls have ears too y'know...
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:14 am
Different ears... But I'm less worried about Cora over hearing us than I am the court.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:15 am
:::Kara considered this the freedom to speak freely:::
Have you seen him yet today?
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:18 am
Yeah, I actually spotted him walking past the square, but I think he was just on his way to sit at the temple.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:20 am
:::She considered::: That's an improvement... I guess.
:::They were quiet again for a moment:::
I expected this, y'know. I was counting on it actually, but I though that it would be maybe a week, tops, before he got over it.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:20 am
:::Kal nodded:::
It looks like the real thing, Olsen is love-sick.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:21 am
:::Kara sighed. Ever the expert, she corrected Kal:::
No. It's called heart broken. :::She grumbled under her breath... though not caring if Cora was around the corner listening in:::
That b***h...
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:22 am
:::Kal put down his glass abruptly:::
What? You can't honestly be blaming Cora for this can you?
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