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 Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 11:52 pm
Spotting Reeve who had also just entered, she followed his movements across the room curiously. Seating herself at the bar near to where Reeve was standing, she itched a spot on her nose before speaking. "Good evening, Reeve, how are you?"
(Ooc: magical! gonk )
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 11:56 pm
Reeve knew that someone had come over to him, though he did not know who. Upon hearing her voice he smiled a bit and said. "Hello Ziven. I am well, how about yourself?" He ran his hands along the bar, looking for something to drink.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:01 am
"excellent" she replied softly. watching his movements, she deduced that he was searching for something specific. "i am well. are you looking for something?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:05 am
"That is good to hear..." His hands fell upon a large bottle. Reeve picked it up, opened it and smelled its contents. "Well... thats rum..." It didn't register right away what she said, but he soon answered. "I'm not really looking for anything... I just felt like getting drunk tonight." He chuckled somewhat. "Before you go thinking I'm an alochoholic, just let me tell you it takes pressure off my brain."
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:20 am
She looked at him and tilted her head. "I would be honored to try helping to ease your ailment if you wish. Healing is not my forte, I can make no guarantee of ability to help but if you would prefer an alternative to intoxication, you are welcome to consider it." she said this softly, lowering her head as she spoke and folded her hands in her lap.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:24 am
"See, normally I would take you up on that offer..." He sloshed the Rum around a bit in the bottle. "But people have tried to heal my mind before, it normally ends up with my condition getting worse." Reev smiled a bit. "Thank you though..." After he spoke he put the bottle to his lips and started to drink.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:31 am
"That is most unfortunate." she replied quietly, a mixture of compassion and regret in her voice. Silently she pressed her hand against the table, when she lifted her hand a mug filled with cappuccino rested there. Lifting the cup to her lips, she gingerly took a sip. "Cheers."
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:35 am
Reeve had not had much to drink before he suddenly slammed the bottle onto the table. "... I must be off..." He said quietly. Just like the other night, his head was pounding. It had gone past the point where he could drink the pain away. He moved quickly to the door, but slammed into the door frame on the way out. It was an accident of course, but not one he would normally make.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:48 am
Her eyes went wide, her back stiffened with fresh feeling of alert having been startled by Reeve slamming the bottle on the table. The next moment he said a farewell and ran off. Realizing he was either in greater pain than he let on or she had upset him somehow, she chose not to follow him and instead remained at the bar. "Farewell." she said softly. At the sound of the door being slammed shut, she started slightly. Now sitting alone in the bar, she finished her coffee, rose from her seat and returned home for the evening.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 11:53 am
Many people came and went while she drifted off into slumber. She awoke now looking about the room. A few remained but were caught up in thier own conversations. She rose from the table she sat at, leaving behind a large toothpick model of a pirate ship. It was cute, she worked hard with detail of the deck. The small cannons were shot glasses and the cannon balls wads of napkins. Starring at it she smiled and then made her way behind the bar for a glass of water. She sipped it and placed it on the counter, squatting down to its level. She placed her hand on the openning and mumbled a few words to herself. Soon the water started to turn black, but was contained only in the center. She wiggled her wingers and the black orb of water moved within the glass, leaving behind small trails of black lines.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:13 pm
The black orb centered itself. The lines that it left looked like veins that started to bleed, staining what was left of the pure water. It sort of looked like a snowflake now, but dark. She tilted her head to the side watching the water become black, and the snowflake slowly vanish. Almost as if it was being sucked into the darkness. She lightly smiled and lifted her hand off the glass leaning her head over it now. Inhaling softly she blew into the cup, creating ripples on the waters surface. Within the glass the darkness seemed to blow away like smoke. The water became pure again and she took it in her hand, examing the water before sitting and drinking it.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:47 pm
Finishing the glass she reached behind the counter and grabbed three more, along with a glass of liqour. She placed all of the glasses on the table in a line and poured a little of the liqour into each of the glasses. She took a match box from her pocket and lit three matches dropping one into each glass, lighting the liqour at the bottom on fire. (I don't exactly know the law of chemistry or physics here.. or how long it would take the fire to burn up all the liqour.. but its gana run for awhile.. ) She picked up one glass and began to juggle it, then picked up the second juggling the two until steady, then added in the third. She laughed while juggling the flamming glasses, keeping her concentration on her hand movements.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 1:58 pm
Eventually the fire within the glasses went out and her hands were steaming from holding the glasses. She threw each one into the fireplace causing a flicker and boom. She grinned. A small chill ran up her spine and she turned towards the door. "What? You've got to be kidding me.." Alanna ran out the door heading outside.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 2:01 pm
Dark walk inside the bar and take a seat at an emtpy table "it been some time since i last sat in this place wonder who all missed me mosly like no one" sit and wait for someone to walk in
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 2:04 pm
Amara entered slowly with Lucian held close to her chest. He was asleep, and she was being very carefull as she walked to make sure she did not wake him. He'd had a busy day, and although Amara was never really impressed when he went off playing with the animals around their home, he never seemed listened to her. She walked slowly over to the couch, her heels making a quiet tapping noise as she moved and, stangely enough, the tapping seemed in tune with the slight whistle of Lucian's breathing. Slowly, she leaned over and arranged a small pillow to place Lucians head on. After a few moments, she had placed Lucian comfortably on the couch and pulled his blanket over him. Amara stretched after she had taken care of him and smiled as she looked around the dimly lit room.
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