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 Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 7:48 pm
:::She smiles, feeling a bit more hopeful:::
You don't mind, then? That I ask questions?
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 7:51 pm
My dear Miss Serenis! We would still be ignorant savages did we not ask questions! We must consciously question or we succumb to man's deadliest trap.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 7:51 pm
**Enter Maggie**
*Maggie flickers in, bent over in the middle of cleaning, rag in hand. She pauses, realizing she's no longer cleaning the inn floor, and looks up to see Cora . . . and Van der Mullen* Oh . . ehm . . . *she starts to rise, looking a bit uncomfortable* Good day...
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 7:54 pm
:::But Cora's heart leaps inside her when Maggie appears:::
Hello Maggie!
:::Then to VanderMullen::: See, she is quite well now.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 7:57 pm
*Van der Mullen eyes Maggie, clearly still unimpressed with her and mildly annoyed that she's interrupted him on his favorite subject.* Yes. Glad to see you are well.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 8:01 pm
*Maggie smiles slightly at Cora's greeting, then glances back toward Van der Mullen as he speaks to her. She vaguely remembers him being present briefly while she was sick . . .* . . Aye. Thank ye. *her tone is polite but no more than that*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 8:05 pm
:::Cora felt as though she were now obligated to tend to them as though they were her own guests. It was amazing how naturaly hospitality felt to someone who'd never hosted before:::
:::She got up from her chair and walked to the bar:::
May I get something for either of you to drink?
:::She got herself a bottle of red:::
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 8:09 pm
A glass of brandy, thank you.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 8:11 pm
*Maggie shakes her head at the offer* I'm alright Cora, thank ye..
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 8:14 pm
Right then!
:::She finished pouring herself a glass of wine, and then began to look for a bottle that started with a 'B-r-a..." It took her a moment, but she eventually found one that she was convinced said "brandy" and poured it into a wine glass much like her own:::
:::She returned with both of them in hand and handed the Brandy to Van der Mullen:::
Here you are.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 8:16 pm
*Van der Mullen swirls the brandy thoughtfully and ponders*
Miss Serenis... what can you tell me about this place?
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 8:21 pm
:::She gives Maggie a smile, believing that both of them put together have a wealth of brink information:::
Well...it's hard to know where to begin. Maggie and I have been appearing in this place for a long time now. I can only say that becasue I consider myself a frequent guest, and because Maggie has been coming here for longer then even I. Of course...using the words 'time' and 'longer than' aren't entirely appropriate. They're for lack of better words to explain the phenomenon.
:::She looks to Maggie for approval:::
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 8:23 pm
*Maggie takes a seat a slight distance away from Van der Mullen. She twists the cleaning rag in her hand, debating whether she ought to just excuse herself and use her time here to practice her reading or her Brink power. .. but she looks up again at Cora's words, and nods*
Aye . . . time passes differently here than it does in any of the times and places we are from.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 8:28 pm
*Van der Mullen sips his brandy* What do you mean.. differently? where are we exactly?
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 8:34 pm
Te be honest, I'mna entirely certain where or when this place is. I dinna believe any of us truly know. We call it the Brink of Time, since it seems te exist . . outside of time, somehow. *she pauses, then tries to elaborate* That is . . . all of us who come here seem te come from different times. And while we are here no time passes in our homes . . .
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