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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 7:07 pm
*blushes faintly, then shakes her head and smiles* Oh, nay, 'tis no trouble at all.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 7:28 pm
*smiles* I'm glad.
*he reaches into the closet and removes a fuzzy red and white hat. He slips it over his head, ensuring that no matter how nicely he's dressed, he looks patently ridiculous*
Ready to go?
*he turns a dial on the wall and the fire flickers and disappears from the fireplace*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 7:33 pm
*she can't help grinning at how he looks in the hat, and wonders if that sort of thing is normal to wear in his time*
*nods again* Aye, I- *and is then completely stunned as he turns the fire off. She stares back and forth between the fireplace and the dial on the wall, her eyes wide in amazement* How did ye . . .?
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 7:41 pm
*flashes Maggie a mischievous grin* I can't devulge all my times secrets.
*he opens the front door, and a chill winter wind blows into the house*
After you, Miss....
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 7:55 pm
*just shakes her head and laughs softly at his reply, resigning herself - and not at all unhappily - to being amazed by a great many things this evening*
*she pulls the coat a little more tightly around herself as the wind hits her, and steps through the doorway, turning as she does to get a better look at the outside of the townhouse, and then smiles towards Bard* You truly do have a wonderful home, Bard.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 8:02 pm
*Bard smiles, shutting and locking the door behind him* Thank you... I'm rather fond of it.
*He leads Maggie down the front steps and toward the garage. Tiny snowflakes drift lazily on the air. after three steps he pauses*
Err... Maggie? *clears his throat*
Some of the things I have to show you may be ... very strange to you. You're about to see one of them.
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 8:15 pm
*Maggie follows him, coming to a halt as he does, and tilting her head as she listens to him. She looks momentarily unsure, but her smile quickly returns* I daresay so much has changed between my time and now, there are bound te be things I dinna understand. *matter of factly* But I trust ye.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 8:28 pm
*Bard nods. He presses a button on his keyfob and the garage door shudders open. Inside the garage is a gleaming green sports car. Bard's eyes glitter in delight. He grasps Maggie's hand and pulls her toward the car.*
The 1966 Jaguar E-Type convertible. She's my pride and joy. My dream car. Isn't she beautiful?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 8:34 pm
Oh, good heavens! *Maggies eyes go wide once more, and she stares at the car, not having even the first clue what to make of it* . . . a dream car? What is it?
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 8:39 pm
*Bard opens the passenger-side door*
My Lady 'tis your carriage!
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 8:48 pm
*she walks over and eyes the seat uncertainly* Oh, my . . . *then looks up at Bard's eager face, and can't keep a smile off her own, however nervous she may be about getting into this contraption*
*she very carefully lowers herself into the seat, looking around the inside of the car, still amazed* 'Tis certainly the most interesting carriage I've e'er seen . . .!
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 8:54 pm
*Bard shuts the door after she gets in, then lets himself in the driver's side. He slides into the seat, shutting the door behind him. He checks his mirrors more out of custom than out of any paranoia that they might be off. He looks over at Maggie with a smile. Suddenly he blinks*
Ah! Seatbelt. Here, please allow me.
*he reaches across her to grab ahold of the seatbelt and draws it back, buckling her in*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 9:00 pm
*Maggie flushes at the close contact as he fastens the seatbelt, looking briefly at his face and then quickly away to study the seatbelt and fastening mechanism* . . . ehm . . . what is this?
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 9:20 pm
*Bard secures his own seatbelt*
It's just to be safe. You probably don't even need to worry about it. This just goes a little faster than anything you've probably seen. You can never be too careful.
*He turns the key in the ignition, and the Jaguar comes to life with a metallic roar, the headlights come on and the speakers springing to life: the Stones belting it out at a deafening level*
Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Besides! *Bard shouts as he places his hand on the stick shift*
Some people around here really do drive crazy!
*he shifts gears and steps on the pedal. The Jaguar growls out of the drive and goes racing off into the night*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 9:29 pm
Ahh! *snaps back into her seat in shock at all the noise, instinctively raising her hands to cover her ears*
*but then, as the car takes off, she drops them back to grip the sides of the seat for dear life, her face and knuckles white*
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