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 Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 2:29 am
He only caught a small piece of what she said, but the name was more than enough, "Ya know Nyx, I think we've gotten ourselves into the same little funk. Course I could be wrong, frequently am...happens when you forget stuff. But Nyx, I was recently talking to Cora about a world where there is no killing, no murdering, no stealing. Eden, Nyx, Eden. I want to create Eden for everyone, everyone can have their own private Eden, and then you know what Nyx? It will be Eden. Every time someone fades out from here, I feel that they may never return, I fear it now more than ever, especially for Cora. I can't let her die in that world of hers. Sure, she'll survive, but she can never truly live there..." He let out a snother sigh as hisgaze fell to the floor, "She's an amazing woman, she should be allowed to live. Each and every last person on this planet, regardless of when, should be allowed to live. Nyx, what is your Eden?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 2:50 am
::Nyx glanced over at him.:: My Eden?
I... I... ::She sniffled and looked down, shaking her head.:: Dunno...
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 2:59 am
"Oh come o" he didn't finish his sentence, mostly because of that whole temporal whatchamacallit thingamabobber. Or you could just say he blinked out. That works too.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 3:08 am
Well... I guess my Eden would be... ::She frowned as she looked back to the spot where Tac had been sitting.:: Oh. Well. Maybe I should get back to looking for that damned ring n... ::And poof she went! ~_~ Though Nyx did disappear, the letter and rose Namida left remained where she sat them.::
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 5:37 pm
Malazar, still young, drags himself into the Brink's main room. He somehow manages to look extremely hung over, wasted, and beat within an inch of his life all at the same time. With a large fuzzy blanket wrapped around him like a full cloak Malazar drags himself over to the bar.
And grabs a bottle of vodka.
And settles into consuming it, straight up.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 5:46 pm
Malazar finishes the bottle of vodka and grabs two more. He gets up off the barstool and stumbles back towards his room with the bottle clutched in one hand and the blanket in the other.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 7:46 pm
((Don't let the avi fool you, Cora is wearing her normal uniform))
:::Cora fades upon the empty scenery that is the brink. She stops what she is doing, and breathes a very drawn out sigh of relief:::
Thank goodness....
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 7:50 pm
*appears in the Brink... He's breathing heavy and sweating profusely... He's dressed in shorts and a tank top. He looks tired, but not exhausted.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 7:58 pm
:::Cora sees Luke appear, she is curious:::
Hello Luke, is everything alright? You seem exasperated.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:04 pm
*Luke goes behind the bar.... He sees a sink, soap, and a towel. He shrugs and runs his head under the water, to wash the sweat off.*
*talks to Cora from the sink* I was running. *blinks* Well, to everyone else in 2002, I still AM running, but....
*He brings up his head, dripping wet from the sink.* Guess the Brink thought I needed a break.
What's up with you? What brought you here?
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:08 pm
Uhm... :::She was a little confused about the question:::
Well...the brink did. But...if that is not what you mean, I was patroling my sector, L1024. I am glad to be here instead.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:09 pm
"RARG!"
Malazar launches himself out of he hallway from the rooms and at Lucas. He has a large fuzzy blanket wrapped around him like a skirt and is holding a half empty bottle of vodka in the hand that wraps around Lucas' shoulders like an iron bar.
"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeey, you look like you could use a drink brotha. Join me!"
Noting the blanket, and the vodka, he's probably drunk.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:10 pm
*Luke puts his head under the faucet once more.* Patrolling sector L1024. That sounds ... official.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:17 pm
Drags Lucas to the back of the bar and starts setting up bottles, anything with a proof lower than 70 gets a loud "FEH!" and is tossed over his shoulder. The shattering glass quickly makes a respectable pile.
"So, what'll it be brotha?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:19 pm
Malazar! :::Cora shounts in suprise::
You've recovered...sort of...
:::She takes a whiff, even from feet away she can smell heavy alcohol:::
Oh dear. Malazar, you have had too much to drink! You need to stop!
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