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 Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:16 pm
You know, the hospital said I might need that. But so far, I've been okay. No memory lapse. No random hallucinations...
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:18 pm
You sure? *Bard holds up four fingers* How many fingers am I holding up?
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:20 pm
*points, ignoring his hand* But you know, your face. It looks better.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:26 pm
*Bard rubs his chin* You don't look like you're about to fall over either. Maybe you'd be up for it after all.
But I'd better not take the chance.... see ya!
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:34 pm
Up for what?
*It dawns on him. His eyes widen and he perks.*
You're fixin' it? *Yup. He was wearing the right clothes. Aw. The Jag. Just what he needed to take his mind off all this s**t.* You're fixing the Jag?! Whoa, whoa. You're holdin' out on me! When did you start?
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:36 pm
*Bard walks over to the door* Are you coming?
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:46 pm
*Luke actually does have to think about this. He needs to see Kara. They need to talk. They need to get this s**t straightened out....*
*There's a moment of true deliberation. But then, Luke shakes his head. He's been so bogged down by this s**t. s**t that probably isn't even ******** true.*
*Over the past two days, he's wanted to escape. And working on a race car? He's not missing this for the world. He's getting the ******** out of ******** yeah. *runs back to get his bookbag, throws the book inside* Let's get this done.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:50 pm
*Bard takes the key off the board, unlocks the door and holds it open*
After you, Kid. *he motions*
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:52 pm
*Luke doesn't need to be told twice. He's through the door.*
**Exit to Bard's Time, August 1998**
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 9:00 pm
*Bard follows, shutting the door behind him*
** Exit Bard to Bard's Time **
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:39 pm
*Mystina fades in, sitting at the table looking down as if she was reading a book. She looks up, realizing she's in the brink and stands up and stretches, she'd been studying for a while.* Ohh....
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:47 pm
Tor faded in sitting in a chair, giggling like a schoolgirl as he watched something to his side. When that item ceased to be there he stopped and glanced about, holding his right arm under the table. When he saw Mysti sitting just across the way he could think of only one thing to say, "Oh ******** me..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:50 pm
*Mystina blinked* No, thank you, I don't think Sent would like that very much.
*She grinned at him and walked over and gave him a hug* How are you, Tor? Is your wife okay?
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:56 pm
He smiled and began giggling again, "I'm quite sure he wouldn't." He let out a sigh as he nodded as she hugged him, keeping his right hand out of sight, "She's fine. Whatever that b*****d got in her was cleansed from her system. Its odd, really...theres not even a scar left." He didn't seem to mention himself, almost making a point not to.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:58 pm
*Mystina smiled, she hadn't ever really seen Tor this happy before, normally he was kinda...grumpy when she saw him* I'm glad to hear that. And how are you? I know you looked rough the last time I saw you....
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