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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 6:02 am
*She smiled, and nodded* Yes, it is. We don't have diseases in Faerie. *She walked over to the bar and sat down on a stool and tilted her head* Why're you asking?
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 6:10 am
*Bard takes a long pull of cider and sets the bottle down on the counter. He walks over to Mystina and places his hands on her shoulders*
Mystina... would you mind taking a couple people to see Faerie?
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 6:11 am
*She glomped him* Oooh I'd love to! *bounces* I asked Maggie before, 'cause I thought she might want to go.... who else do you wanna bring? I'd like to show you guys my home....eee! *Squeals*
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 6:21 am
*Bard smiles* Maggie was just the person I had in mind, actually.
Do you know a nice place where she and I could have a picnic?
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 6:23 am
*Mystina giggles and grins* There's lots of places to choose from, but I have a very nice one in mind that I think you'll like. *Smiles and glomps him* Yay! A Picnic! ...oooh, is this gonna be like a date for you two?
*The faerie only has HEARD of dates, as in the way humans court each other...but doesn't know anything about it, only knows of it*
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 6:30 am
*he hugs the faerie back* Well, we'll see what Maggie says first, eh? No sense getting worked up if she doesn't want to go.
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 6:39 am
*She bounces and giggles* Oh, she seemed like she wanted to go last time I spoke with her. *Smiles and bounces some more* Like she wanted to go to Faerie.
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 6:45 am
Well, all the same, I'd feel better asking her. Besides, I... *he fades out before he can get another word in.*
** Exit Bard **
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 6:46 am
*She smiles and wave * G'bye Bard! *she starts to fade out, Too*
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 4:20 pm
:::Kara appears lying on the floor, currently having her afternoon beauty sleep. She rolls over, and realizes that her bed is suddenly not so comfortable. Her eyes flicker open and she groans..:::
:::She gives herself a minute, and sits up, wiping the sleep out of her eyes, and eventually standing up:::
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 4:22 pm
**Enter Maggie**
*Maggie flickers in, seated and bent over her sewing. Focused on her work as she is, she doesn't notice the transition*
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 4:25 pm
:::Kara sees Maggie fade in, huntched over something in deep concentration. She considers just not bothering, but she figures this was as good a time as any to see if Maggie would be any fun:::
:::She begins to walk in her direction, the smile already creeping through her lips:::
Hello Maggie...
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 4:28 pm
*Maggie looks up at the sound of her name, blinking as she realizes she's in the Brink, and again when she realizes who's speaking to her. Kara still makes her uncomfortable . . . although, after seeing her with her brother . . . surely she can't be that bad a person.*
Oh, good day te ye, Kara . . . *Maggie greets her politely, if a little uneasily, rising to her feet and setting her sewing on the tabletop* I . . ehm . . .hope ye've been well?
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 4:34 pm
:::Smiling::: Oh, I've been very well... So, I assume you've heard much about me. I can see you have quite an opinion of me by the way you look at me.
:::Sauntering closer::: What is it you think of me, Maggie...?
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2005 4:38 pm
*Maggie's rather surprised by such a direct question.* Ehm . .
*she clears her throat awkwardly, considering her words before replying, erring on the side of good manners* Well, truly, I've not had much opportunity te get te know ye myself. Though, I can gather ye come from a time that is . . . very different . . . from my own.
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