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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 8:45 pm
*At the sound of Maggie's voice, Bard spins around so hard he barely maintains his balance*
Maggie! *all thought of ice cold beer shoved aside, he strides across the bar and scoops her up in an embrace*
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 8:47 pm
*Luke to Bard* You've earned yourself at LEAST that. Your liver can shut up and get used to the idea...
*Luke sees Maggie and then watched Bard nearly fall on his a** trying to get her to in record time.*
Hee-eey, Maggie. *grins and goes behind the bar* How's it goin?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 8:54 pm
*Maggie laughs, self-consciously, but not unhappily, as Bard scoops her up. She puts her arms around him to hug him back - despite her fierce blush she's still quite cold from having been outside*
*She tilts her head to look at Luke around Bard's shoulder at his question* Oh, I'm well .. *She looks back and forth at the two of them, still at a loss as to the state they're in* Gracious, whate'er have the two of ye been about?
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 9:02 pm
*Bard grins*
Apart from nearly dying from the heat? Oh, you know, just things guys do together....
*his grin fades as he notices how cold Maggie is*
Darling, you're freezing!
*he rubs her arms and then pulls her into a warm embrace again*
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 9:21 pm
*Luke digs around and finds it. Beer. He pops the cap and takes a long pull.*
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
*overhears* She's freezing? Must be nice. We should have gone to her world on a lunch break.
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 9:26 pm
*Maggie flushes all the more as Bard pulls her close again.* Ah, well, ehm . . I'm alright, truly . .. 'tis just that 'tis nearly wintertime now, and I was outside ..
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 9:30 pm
*Bard laughs, spinning her around*
Do you hear that, Luke? It's nearly wintertime. Do you think they have any cars we can fix in Ainsford?
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 9:33 pm
You know, I don't think they do. But we should go and check. *takes another swig* Just to be sure.
*adds* And we should go just like this.
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 9:40 pm
*Maggie shakes her head, still blushing, but she can't help laughing along* Might a carriage do, instead?
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 9:51 pm
**Enter Syr Dafyd**
* The man fades into the brink, shambling forward as though running from an unseen enemy. His wavy brown hair is plastered to his forehand and there is a subtle hint of something dreadful in his gaze. He gasps, turning, disoriented. In his left hand, he clutches a rather unremarkable sword, scratched and notched from a lifetime of hard use. With his other hand, the man clutches his stomach. His glove, tunic, and breaches are stained by blood flowing from the rent in his mail. He takes another staggering step forward, his green eyes confused and imploring.*
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 9:54 pm
*Bard spins Maggie around again, still laughing*
After a 1967 Jaguar? I think we can manage a carr--
*his laughter and his words stop the moment he sees the stranger. Unconsciously, he shifts his grip on Maggie to a more protective stance*
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 10:01 pm
*The man stares dumb founded at Bard for a moment until his green eyes settle upon the gold cross Bard wears about his neck. He reaches out a bloody hand*
Father... sanctuary... sanctuary, I beg you... sanctuary...
*he takes another shaky step forward and collapses against a table. The sword slips from his hand and skitters away a few feet*
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 10:11 pm
*He looks to the guy as he falls onto the table, then quickly to Bard and Maggie. Either they've never seen him before either - or are just as shocked as he is.*
*When he looks back, Luke jumps as he notices that this guy is also bleeding profusely.*
Whoa... *He puts down his beer and walks quickly out from behind the bar towards the guy.*
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 10:14 pm
*At first, Maggie pulls back against Bard in alarm, but then as he pleads for sanctuary she registers the blood pouring from his abdomen. She sucks in a sharp breath as he falls, and moves forward instinctively to try to help him* God in Heaven, he's badly hurt . . !
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 10:24 pm
*As Maggie moves, so does Bard. He gets down on his knees next to the fallen man*
We need to turn him over and get a better look at the wound.
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