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 Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 8:38 pm
:::Cora emerges from the hallway, having left her room to see if there would be company at the bar. She had guessed correctly, as there appeared a woman reading at a table. Cora had never seen her before, but she looked comfortable in her surroundings, and she assumed the lady had been at the brink before:::
:::From a good distance::: Hail citizen, I am First Rank Officer Cora Serenis from the House of El. Please state your name and status.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 8:50 pm
*Hearing the crisp authorize voice, Clare assumed it was a new officer to the station at first..till Cora finished her introduction. Her silver eyes starting to lift then widen, to find she wasn't in Kansas anymore in a figure of speech. The initial shook of finding the lounge gone, and a bar in its place causing Clare to bolt upright in a start, her position not being the most forgiving for such a jolt, the chair toppled backward from underneath as she jumped up. Her body getting caught in the tumble of wood and well..body parts flailing about.* "GAH!"
*CRASH*
*Several seconds later, the top of Clare's head would peak up over the table, if slowly. Her glasses now skewed to side while her hand fumbled about on the floor for the book.* "...nnmmin..?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 8:55 pm
:::Cora was surprised by the rather extreme reaction:::
Oh...! Forgive me if I have startled you. Allow me to assist you. :::Cora walks over to the jumble chair legs. With one hand she repositions the furniture, and the book, then the other is offered to the woman to help her get all the back up on her feet:::
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 9:03 pm
*Having become very used to the surprising peacefulness of the upper station floors, and change in surroundings without her immediate knowledge had thrown her for a trip. Steadying her hand from the faint trembles, Clare nodded and took hold of Cora's hand, the other gripping the table as she stood up and looked around the room bewildered..*
"Where.. am I..? And how.. did they ever.. it.. "
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 9:14 pm
:::Cora reconsidered her previous observation:::
By the way you are speaking in sentence fragments, it has come to my understanding that you have never been here before. You are in the Brink of Time. It is a place that exists out of time. It has seen fit to bring you here. Please, allow yourself a moment to let this information sink in.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 9:22 pm
*Blinking, Clare adjusted her lenses while slowly turning in a full circle to get a clear view of the entire room.* "Oh."
*Furrowing her brows, she turned back to Cora, her attention momentarily focusing on the women in front of her and what had startled her in the first place.* "You're..an officer..?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 9:30 pm
:::Cora nods::: Yes, I am an officer in my own time. The people that this place choses to bring in are all from various points of human existance. It would appear that I am from the latest point; 3125. From when do you hail?
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 9:40 pm
*Pausing, Clare did a double take not fully registering that year..as she looked Cora over giving it a little time to sink in. * "Oh.. 2004" *she smiled almost cheerfully, a laugh slipping out.* "I feel young.."
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 9:45 pm
:::Cora smirks::: Though, this place is without time. I still wonder if there is such a thing as age.
:::Cora moves back towards the bar::: Make yourself welcome here, citizen.... :::Cora's pitch raised towards the end of the word. She still did not know this woman's name:::
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 9:49 pm
*Following the blonde across the room, she pulled up a stool and sat down, her arms crossing on the bar top. But not before placing the book atop one of the other stools. The introduction flowing easier then anything else had that evening, her natural ease with law enforcement.*
"I'm Clare.. its a pleasure to make your acquaintance Officer."
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 9:58 pm
Likewise. We are far outside any jurisdiction here, you may call me Cora if you so desire.
:::Cora moves behind the bar to grab herself a bottle of sharaz::: In this area you will find whatever beverage you are looking for...in a seemingly unlimited abundance. May I get you something?
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 10:05 pm
*Luke fades into the Brink.*
*He appears to be wrestling with someone. He's grinning.*
Hey, whoa, tough. I don't care -what- they're teaching you in practice. You forget who you're dealing wi--
*Luke stops abruptly...He waves to Cora. He shakes his head.* I tell you. This place always chooses the most interesting times.
*He blinks and he waves to a new person. There seems to be a lot of new people he's meeting now.*
Hey. What's up?
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 10:09 pm
*Edging closer to Cora, Clare sat up on her knees to get a better look at the bottles stashed behind the bar. Praying in her head, the hem of her skirt wouldn't move to far as she moved.* "Got any Merlot back there..?"
*Her smile staying as she glanced back over her shoulder at Luke, peering at him curiously from over her glasses.* "Hello."
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 10:14 pm
:::Over to Luke::: Hello, Luke. Good to see you again.
:::Cora pulls out a bottle of aged marlot::: Yes, certainly. This bottle is a favorite of mine, though I do tend to prefer whites.
:::She pulls out an extra glass, and pours it for Clair. When she finshes pouring, she looks up at the girl::: You seem to be taking this rather well...our last new comer began to sob openly when he arrived.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 10:21 pm
*to Cora* Likewise. *Luke goes behind the bar.* I was going to offer to get you two a drink, but it looks like you're already on top of that.
*looks at his choices..... grabs a can of soda, pops it open* *nods to the new girl.* Looks like you've already gotten her shpiel, so... I'll keep it simple. My name is Luke. I'm a recovering Brink-a-holic. I've been clean for.... about 24 hours now. I'm trying to quit. How bout you?
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