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 Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 12:36 pm
Luca, hmm? *She rubs her chin for a moment, then shakes her head* No, I cannot recall ever going by that name. And goddess might be something of an overexaggeration in my case. I'm afraid you must remain disappointed.
*She starts fiddling around with the faucet on the sink, then pulls her hand back in slight suprise as water starts pouring from it, and mutters* It certainly seems to have plenty of magic of its own. Though a different brand than I've ever seen, and that is saying something. *She cranks the faucet off again and crouches down to start rummaging around beneath the bar*
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 12:40 pm
...Don't worry about it.
:::But then he watches her marvel at the running water:::
Hehehe... when are you from, Antonius? You've never seen this kind of technology?
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 12:46 pm
*Vaguely amused that he's still calling her Antonius, she looks up from examining the label of a bottle* ... When? *She lifts an eyebrow* 1432, last I checked.
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 12:54 pm
:::He rubs his chin:::
If my studies are correct, you're probably the earliest attendant the Brink has seen thus far. The brink's technology I is mixed I think. It accomodates to its users. For example, is there anything you would like to drink?
:::he went behind the bar:::
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 12:59 pm
*She holds up one of the bottles she's been looking through.* It would seem I have quite a variety from which to choose.
Just how many 'attendants' are there here?
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 1:05 pm
Hm...Not even I could know for sure. 20, 25...? that I've heard of at least... I've met about 15 of them.
((Gotta catch 'em all))
The brink works in strange ways like that...There may be hundreds of them, but I would never know because I only meet the people who are in here as the same time as I appear. I know about the others because... well, I've read about them.
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 1:11 pm
*She returns the bottles to their place and rises back to her feet, leaning on the countertop as she listens to Kal* I take it then that there is information on this place available outside of here? Where? *She asks, then chuckles* Or, when?
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 1:16 pm
As far as I know, my time is the only one that has documented the phenomenon...it is why I was looking for the Goddess Luca. :::among other, more personal reasons:::
According to the prophecy, she is the one who came to this place, which lead to the chain of events which made my world the way it is... I'm from very far into the future, relatively speaking.
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 1:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 1:19 pm
...couple thousand years. Roughly 3140 according to the ancient roman calendar...the one I suspect you follow.
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 1:21 pm
3140, hmm? *She rubs her chin in thought again* Interesting.
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 1:24 pm
...what is?
Oh! Yes, that reminds me. There's a library here...and guest rooms for that matter. Down those halls, that one is the guest rooms, your key should point you to your room, and the other hall is the library. It mimics the bar as far as drink, just...with information.
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 1:27 pm
*Her eyebrows shoot up at that* Now there is an excellent prospect. This hallway, you said? *She motions with her hand, already moving in that direction*
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 1:30 pm
uh...yeah. That one. :::He was caught off guard by her enthusiasm, but found himself following after her, she was a first timer after all:::
What are you looking for?
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 1:34 pm
Information! *she calls back over her shoulder with definite amusement, not even slowing on her way down the hall*
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