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 Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 9:53 pm
She glances her WhiteRose, and her right shoulder flinches.
Beyond imagining...
Letting out a ligth sigh, she looks at Luana with a slight smile.
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 9:55 pm
Luana opened her mouth to speak, but realized she was fading.
"Find me!" she said in an urgent whisper before vanishing completely.
*exit Luana*
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 9:59 pm
(( xd Drop me a line when you're ready on the get-together wink ))
Janani attempts to reach out, but it's too late. Standing up, she collects WhiteRose to her chest. Before she, herself, fades out, she whispers back her promise, knowing Luana wouldn't hear it. She knew, however, her friend would know it was made!
I promise...
...and she is gone.
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 7:32 pm
:::Cora walks into the main room from the guest hall, She is fully dressed, and her hair is recently dried. Her cheeks still glowed a bit from her morning workout and subsequent cleansing:::
Aaah...
:::She sighed heavily as she entered the familiar area by the bar. As she went behind to grab a glass of water, she paused to study a very old looking slab of metal. It had a hilt...:::
A...sword? :::she whispered to herself. This one looked much digier than the one Melliandra sported, almost like the one that the Tarma woman carried around. Had she left it there...?:::
:::Cora picked it up from the hilt end, and grasped the edge of the blade towards its center between her pointer finger and thumb, feeling the corroded form through the highly sensitive material in her gloves:::
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:09 pm
Tacitus slowly faded into the brink, pacing back and forth with his head tilted back, hands meshed with his orange hair. His eyes are yet closed as he mumbles quietly to himself, "...uit...some...prototype something... Also have that proposal to write up and gotta visit the GSPOT..."
((Its the inititals for a police guild in FFA...stop looking at me like that.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:12 pm
:::At the sound of a low voice, Cora snapped out of her close inspection of the sword, and when she spotted who it was her fingers let go of hilt and blade simultaniously, letting the metal clank as it hit the floor:::
Oh... T-Tacitus.
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:18 pm
"Eeep!" He jumps...well...he would jump through the ceiling if there was one anyway. Turning rather abruptly after his little surprised leap and yelp he sets his sights on Cora, "The hell was that?!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:21 pm
It... :::She glances down at it on the floor, and bends over to pick it up:::
Someone left this old thing here... and she set it aside on the bar top as to forget about it.
:: biggrin espite having exchanged kind words the last time they spoke... things still felt a little forced around Tacitus. Cora looked to one side and scratched her neck thoughtlessly:::
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:30 pm
He quirked a brow, never actually having seen something actively left behind except that car and maybe one or two other things. He gave a slight shrug as he moved to lean against the bar some median distance from Cora, "So...how have you been?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:35 pm
:::She smiled sort of bashfully:::
I've been alright... Well, I have at least... Everything else though... you know how things get around here.
:::She leaned her back against the other side by the wine bottles, so that the bar itself seperated them:::
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:38 pm
He wore a bit of a quizical look, "So what exactly is up now? I know things can be rather chaotic around here, but is there anything specific I could get an update on? Or anything that I even need to hear, as opposed to something I shouldn't?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:42 pm
:::Cora's shoulders heaved as she sighed:::
It's not much to do with you...but... Have you met Kara?
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:46 pm
He nodded, "Aye, she's a whore. A good shot, but a whore nonetheless. Just about as stubborn and arrogant as my kid. Prissy little b***h, I'd say."
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:48 pm
:::She cocked her head at Tacitus...:::
Oh right, Torment... goodness, it's been so many years since I've seen him. I never thought of him as arrogant...
:::She shook her head:::
Anyway...she and her brother Kal... they're from my future. Or, what used to be my future. They live in a rebel city, somewhere outside the grasp of Omegatropolis. They are the prince and princess there.
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 9:57 pm
He scoffed at the first bit, "Bugger loses his magic for a few minutes a learns humility." He gave another shrug as she continued, "I've heard something of the like, if not from one of them then from Torment when he wasn't being an a**. What of it?"
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