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 Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 2:35 pm
Janani fades in, curled up and asleep, in a random corner. She's hugging her Cat Plushie to her chest, but there also appears to be a book between WhiteRose and her arms...
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 10:48 pm
*Mystina faded in sitting at a table and looked around* Mmh. The Brink!
*She stood up and stretched, she'd been in the middle of reading when she faded in*
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 10:57 pm
A characteristic rumbling accompanied footfalls upon padded feet that would have been nearly inaudible if not for the intermittent crunch of his knuckles supporting his weight. The deathclaw Kane was traversing the darkness from his room much like a great ape might. He'd come some time before, making a futile attempt at manhandling his key with hands much too large. His gaze scanned the room as he entered and was rather surprised to find another. Noting her presense he dropped low and he seemed to become deathly silent as he hurried towards the key rack as little more than a blur of brown fur.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 10:59 pm
*Mystina turned around and saw Kane and pounced on him, glomping him* Hallo! *She smiled and hugged the furry creature*
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:04 pm
Kane was furry, true, but he wasn't exactly a fun woodland creature. He didn't seem to move under her weight as he stopped dead on his tracks and rose up on his hind legs to his full height of at least seven feet. Despite the gleam of intelligence in his eyes the teeth and claws were first to the scene, tossing her off with a bit of a roar. Only then did words spill forth, "WHAT arre you doing?!?"
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:06 pm
*Mystina's wings fluttered nd she caught herself before she hit the ground and flew around him in a circle, observing him*
Why, hugging you in greeting of course! *She wasn't quite afraid of him, even though because of a previous encounter she should be. She'd seen dragons and all kinds of other creatures with lots more teeth, and sharper claws.*
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:13 pm
Kane glared at her as he stalked off, "Don't do it again." Such a change for the beast to be shown without while the true man lay buried so deeply within. As he approached the key rack he attempted to replace his key, but found it utterly useless. With a roar of frustration he launched it...somewhere.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:17 pm
*Mystina floated over near him, upwards so that she could look directly into his eyes, and put her hands on her hips.* Why? Don't you like hugs? And why are you angry? *She tilted her head, studying him*
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:22 pm
He growled as he pushed past her, "No, I don't. I've lived like thisss forr a verry long time now, and I hate it. I can't grrip sssmall objectsss, wearr my favorrite hat, orr even go nearr hu-man sssettlementsss. I've come to terrmsss with who I have become, but that doesssn't mean I enjoy it."
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:27 pm
*Mystina was pushed out of the way and tilted her head* But, even if you've lived like that it doesn't mean you dislike contact with another being, does it?
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:34 pm
He stopped and turned, raising a clawed hand to point at her, "I don't need you or any other of the damned faries I see to tell me how to live in my exile. I've become accustomed to being hated because of my appearance around humans and feared for my intelligence around Deathcalws. Society shuns me, so I shun society." He continued off, trying to get away from her.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:40 pm
*Mystina shook her head* You misunderstand, I wasn't trying to tell you how to live -- I was saying that hugs are nice. And you'll have to deal with not being shunned by me. You can't help what you are -- no matter how much you dislike being it, so why should I shun you for it?
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:45 pm
He said nothing, slumping down behind the bar, though it wasn't hard to tell he was there. His horns stuck up way above the countertop, maybe a foot or so, that and a noticable smell of dust and whateverthehell else he's been rolling in.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 12:47 am
*Mystina walked over to him and placed a hand on one of his fore-paws.* I know very well you could hurt me badly, but, the point is, you won't. Even if you're a beast on the outside, that doesn't mean you're one on the inside. People shouldn't shun you for what you are, they may as well dislike a dog for the fact it wasn't born a cat. *She faded out right after she finished saying this*
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 10:42 pm
Fading in, the giant of a woman looks to be in a middle of saying something...
...says that...
Pausing, Janani notes that the consulate she was talking to is no longer there. Replacing them is the desolate scene of the Brink. The place was alone...again. She sighs as she walks over to the bar. She looks around and decides it would be okay to get a drink...so she does so. She pour herself some liquor in what appears to be a beer mug...which would make any normal human sick...or die. She begins sipping it...looking around the desolate area.
Do others even get pulled here, anymore?
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