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 Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 9:34 pm
*Breathing in deeply, the light covering of dust still on the old text came to life as Clare accidentally inhaled it. Twitching, her nose wrinkled up like a bunny's for a few seconds..right before her face convulsed and she sneezed. Hard enough that she threw herself out of the nap, and into the chair back. Startled Clare's eyes flew open with a soft yelp. Rubbing her nose, she looked around very disoriented.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 9:39 pm
"Well, it's-" K was interupted by a sneeze, he looks over to see that Clare has woken up, and he looks back at Cora with a small smile.
"I guess you were right."
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 9:40 pm
:::Cora returns the smile, then faces Clare:::
Goodmorning Clare, how are you feeling?
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 9:46 pm
"Ermm..nmm.. " *mumbling, Clare sneezed a few more times before shaking her head clear..the force throwing her glasses to rest lopsided on the tip of her nose*
"Yea..umm..Sooo.. how's everyone else?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 9:50 pm
K chuckled at the sleepy-head kind of vibe he was getting from Clare. He got up and went back to behind the bar. The strategy seemed to work quite nicely previously.
"I'm doing well, Clare. Can I get you anything? Perhaps to help wake you up?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 9:54 pm
:::Cora took a sip from her glass. She felt as though she were going to fade soon, so she took a few consecutive gulps. Indeed, before a few more seconds passed she began to fade. She was gone before she could let out a goodbye to K and Clare:::
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 9:57 pm
*Drumming her fingers on the dark green cover, she lightly bit her bottom lip in thought.* "Have any tea back there..? Doesn't matter what kind, so long as it's hot."
*Smiling, she silently mouthed good night to Cora as she faded from the room..*
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 10:05 pm
"Uhm...tea?" K is relatively new to the bar. He rumages around and finds a small box labeled "tea". He opens it and looks at its contents for a moment, a bit bewildered by them. He's used to just putting dried herbs into hot water. "Hm, hot water, hot water?" He was at a loss for this one.
"I found the tea, but, I can't seem to figure out where to get hot water. Or...even how I might go about making cold water hot."
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 10:10 pm
*Blinking, Clare pushed the book to the center of the table and got up, wiggling herself over the counter top, taking a curious look behind the bar. She had never really thought over the fact.. that there might not be hot water. Although thinking about it, she had never really seen anyone with a hot drink in the Brink that she could remember.*
"Hm..well. Wine?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 10:13 pm
"Sure." He grabbed another glass, and picked up the bottle he and Cora were drinking from.
"Cora and I were having this one, would you like to try it? Chardonnay?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 10:17 pm
"Sure" *Dropping down from the bar, Clare casually crossed her arms in front of her.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 10:20 pm
He pours the glass and hands it to Clare, then procedes to ask what is turning out to be the ultimate Brink of Time icebreaker;
"So, Clare. When are you from?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 10:23 pm
Malazar fades into the Brink mid-howl. The sound screeches through the room with an odd flat tone. Almost as if there was supposed to be more to it, but that additional quality had been removed. Protruding from his neck is a long thin cylinder that seems to be jammed into the skin. The vial is made of a clear substance and filled with a grey liquid that is steadily being injected into his neck, after a moment it is gone. Malazar shudders and hits the ground with a thud, items in his jacket beating a metallic counterpoint.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 10:25 pm
*Taking a drink, she laughed softly thinking over the past few days and the best way to go about answering that..her follow up question cut off by Malazer's entrance before she can fully get it out.*
"Um, well.. the early 20th century might be the best description, yours-"
"Is he.. dead?
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 10:29 pm
"I'm from-" K is cut off yet again by the resounding thud of Malazar's body. His eyes jet in the direction of the sound, and he freezes for a moment before he can yell out;
"Holy mother!" He rushes over to where Malazar lay, and looks him over to see what may have caused this.
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