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 Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 6:27 pm
Your clothes, Slim. *He points to them.* You went from futuristic to Uni-Bomber.
*Luke changes his speech patterns.*
Uh, you're wearing something different than you were last time you were here. *checks himself....* *Yeah....that makes sense.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 6:31 pm
oooooh.... :::she giggled:::
Well, after I insulted both you and Malazar by exposing my vessel, Malazar offered to give me clothing, since I didn't have any clothing here at the Brink. I feel a bit strange in it...like it's going to fall off of my body. :::she said as she hiked up the pants:::
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 6:32 pm
*It takes Luke a minute to understand what she's saying....*
Whoa, whoa... I insulted what?
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 6:37 pm
No no Luke, you misunderstood. I insulted you...you were instuled by my nudity were you not? :::She feels sheepish again::: I leared from Malazar's computer that cultural standards in your time require that all reproductive anatomy be concieled to public person at all times, yes?
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 6:40 pm
*Luke remembers. It sparks in him, like he was just pinched in the shoulder.* That's right. You were in the sheet.
Nah, nah. I wasn't insulted. Just, kinda surprised. Where we come from, it's actually illegal to be naked in public.
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 6:44 pm
::She nods::: Yes, I imagine so. Either way I sincerely appologize. I did not know that it was shameful until you and Malazar expressed it.
:::She paused a moment, looking a little concerned::: I thought a lot about it before I went to sleep....are there other things I do that are not adequite to the others in the Brink...do I not know it?
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 6:47 pm
What? *makes a face like 'c'mon now'* No way... And as for the nakedness thing...*pauses to gulp coffee* Trust me, if I had things my way, people would be naked more often.
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 6:57 pm
:::Cora let go a sigh of reliefe:::
That is good to hear. I was worried that I was unaware of my own actions being shameful... :::she wore a weary smile:::
:::She saw Nyx sitting at the bar, looking a little solemn. She made her way over and sat in the seat next to her, and grabbed a little wine while she was at it:::
You are not looking very cheerful, Nyx. Is something the matter?
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 7:01 pm
Hmm? ::Nyx concealed something small in her hand, moving it to her lap.:: Nothing's wrong. I'm just... kinda frustrated at the moment. It isn't anything serious. Don't worry about me.
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 7:21 pm
Well... :::She sips her wine::: If there is any way I can be of service to you, please let me know. :::She thinks a moment about what could possibly be bothering Nyx when she realizes something:::
Nyx, you are one of the first people I have met in this place, and yet I perhaps know the least about you. If I may ask...when are you from?
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 7:23 pm
*Luke listens....wondering if there is yet another person from his time period.....*
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 7:39 pm
*Luke fades out before he hears his answer*
('Night ladies!)
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 10:10 pm
:::Cora waits for a response. She takes another sip of wine, and she looks to see why Nyx has not replied, she finds that she has faded away...and so had Luke:::
:::sigh::: The brink has a way of doing that...
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 10:44 am
*Enter Captain Mercutio Cross from Guest rooms
*Cross walks in then raises an eyebrow at the unusualy empty common room.... He strolls over to the bar and helps himself to a bottle of spiced rum... he then moves over to a table and sits down..... takeing a long, deep, hearty swig and setting the now quarter empty bottle onto the table with a breif "ahh". He had out manuevered not one, not two.. but 3 ships of the Royal Navy. Of, course the idea of the alternative felt like a lead ball in his stomache... and again he wondered if this is why Captain Stuarte had given the ship to him instead of Mr. Varley... it was days like this that he wondered most about this.... not with his failures... anyone can fail... but why did he succede? He snatches up the bottle and takes another drink*
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 11:33 am
*with 3/4s of a bottle gone, Cross takes to singing some old sea chanties as he stares up into the endless black void that made up the brink's ceiling... he toys with the idea of fireing a shot into it.... but he figured it would be his rotten luck that the ball came down just as someone phased in... and so he thought better of it and just sits there... singing..*
Farethee well all ye Babary Merchants,
Farethee well to the Spanish Blockaid,
Farethee well to the Streights of Gibraltar
And the treacherous Seas of Cathay... o/¯
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