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 Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 8:52 pm
*crosses his arms as he waits*
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*little whiney noise. looks up* Yes?
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 8:53 pm
.. A little peace.
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*smiles* I'm going back to my tent. Would you like to go, or are you comfy here?
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 8:56 pm
*nods*
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No offense but it's much more cozy here and fern is a healer. She can help my wing.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 8:57 pm
*sighs and moves to the couch to lay down*
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None taken at all. *tips his hat* I'll see you around.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 8:58 pm
...
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Of course, and I'll visit as soon as I can fly again.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:00 pm
*rests*
*smiles at the phlox and heads back to the sitting room* I'm ready!
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:10 pm
She's decided to stay behind because fern here is such a lovely healer. A sound decision, really. Ready?
*teeny groan*
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:11 pm
I... *glances at fern. sighs and rubs his tattoo.* Yeah. Come on. *heads out*
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:15 pm
*blows a kiss to fern and follows!*
*drags herself up and heads to her room*
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:22 pm
*walk walk*
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*and in that short time phlox has ended up on the floor*
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:25 pm
*hops along behind him* What a lovely little household. You're very lucky.
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*blinks down at phlox* .. What are you doing down there?
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:26 pm
...Yeah.
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*pout. holds her arms up.* Put me back on the bed!
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:30 pm
Sleeping in a tent isn't nearly as glamorous as it may seem to be. So. Tristan. What brings you to this little village?
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*wrinkles her nose and reaches to pick phlox up and set her back on the bed* You weren't trying to fly, were you?
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 9:33 pm
*shrugs* Fern says it was fate.
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So what if I was?
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