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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 1:11 am
I will, Tavin . . . . Fare well, for now.
*leans back in her seat with a sigh, tilting her head back to stare up at the black void above her, lost in thought*
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 1:21 am
*after a while, she rises, walking over to the board to retrieve her key, and heads down the hallway towards the guest rooms*
**Exit Maggie to Living Quarters/Guest Rooms, 11**
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 10:55 am
Having somehow finally managed to find a place to clean up after that 'drinking incident,' Selurnis makes it back to the tavern. There didn't seem to be many people around anymore, but she know she had caught a glimpse of a crowd last night. Some of them looked like familiar faces, but she couldn't recall who they belonged to... Not that it mattered anymore... she's still wondering how to find a lasting body before she can start worrying about retaining her memories.
"That was exciting," she giggled to herself about the drink. Throwing up wasn't fun, but it was certainly... 'different.'
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 11:06 am
"I wonder..." she said, rather aloud to herself, "...maybe I can just work here as an entertainer?"
Now that she had a body, her voice wasn't the disembodied moans that the average mortal would hear. Though her songs no longer contain the magic to heal or affect other beings -at least for now -her singing voice was still just was graceful as ever. Other than when this place comes to life at night, she could be the one to bring life to it during the day, if only by filling it with nothing by her song...
I don't know... I don't even know how long I will stay around or how much longer I'll have this body...
Deep in thought, she spaces out, wondering where in the world her friend could've possibly wandered off to.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 3:47 pm
*Luke faded in.* *Sweat sticks to his back and shoulders. He's still in his lacrosse practice gear.* *Dirt's smeared across his face.*
Aw c'mon....
*saunters up and collapses into a chair at the bar*
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 4:14 pm
** Enter Bard **
*Bard fades in whistling some unrecognizable tune. He strolls around behind the bar and mixes himself a martini*
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 4:55 pm
*looks up* mm?
*clears his throat, it sounds rough*
Hey. Bard, right?
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 4:58 pm
Right. And you're? Luke? Mark? One of those apostles... if memory serves.
*he takes a sip of his martini*
Looks like it was a rough game.
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:02 pm
**Enter Maggie from Living Quarters/Guest Rooms, 11**
*wanders in from the hallway, spotting Luke and Bard as she reaches the enrance and smiling as she greets them* Oh, good day te the two of ye.
*crosses over towards them, her expression shifting to one of concern as she sees the condition Luke is in* Heavens, Luke, are ye alright?
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:07 pm
*eyebrow quirks, part in amusement* Me? *shakes his hair and some sweat and dirt sprinkles the floor* *He uses the sleeve of his shirt to wipe his forehead*
As rain, sweetheart. *grins and shrugs* I was gonna take a shower, but then I figured - ah, ******** it. I'm only gonna be back out there in another few minutes anyway.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:10 pm
*Bard smiles* Hello Maggie! Good to see you. Care for a drink?
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:13 pm
Yeah, Luke. The doctor. *winks* Sunday school's got nothing on me.
*Nods to Bard proudly* Practice actually. *gets up to get a drink of water* We've got potential this year. *Luke gets excited as he talks about it, making hand gestures and motions.* We got this new freshman that can hurl a ball halfway across the field. He's a little on the chunky side, but that's defense for us. We figure by the end of the season he'll be like a steam engine, instead of a road block.
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:19 pm
*returns Bard's smile* Might I just have some water, please?
*turns back to Luke as he talks about his team, studying his lacrosse gear with a puzzled look* What was it ye were doing, if ye dinna mind my asking?
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:21 pm
Playing lacrosse. *shakes head, realizing that will do nothing to answer her question*
It's this intense game. It's kinda like foot- No..Bask...Hmm. *takes a different approach* You know how when kids are little. They play with a ball? Pass it back and forth?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:26 pm
*nods, motioning for him to go on, curious*
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