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 Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 8:24 pm
You might say I did. *Melliandra considers that for a moment, sipping her wine* There are some you can only truly know by fighting them. Or by witnessing it, at the very least.
*She smiles at him over the rim of the glass, and when she speaks she sounds almost kind* So we might say you knew her, too.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 8:37 pm
*Luke eyes her, tight jawwed. If anything, the nice and civil way she talked about it made only put him that much more on edge.*
You could say that.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 8:44 pm
*Melliandra takes another drink and leans against the counter, studying him* She died with her sword in hand. I feel reasonably secure in assuming that's what she would have wanted.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 8:50 pm
*He shakes his head.* Nobody deserves to die that way. *Least of all her.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 8:53 pm
*Melliandra smiles evenly* Deserving is a funny concept. It has so little bearing on reality, one wonders why we bother with it at all.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 9:13 pm
Because it matters.
*even as he's speaking, his mind is considering why Melliandra's bringing this up and where she's taking this conversation.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 9:20 pm
Mm, as you say, *Melliandra replies, her smile never wavering. She drains her glass and sets it down before making her way back across the room*
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 9:30 pm
*Luke watches her turn her back. Alright. So she was going to make him bring it up. That was fine.*
*He gives a long pause before raising his voice.* One of the last times we were in here Tavin had me ask about an artifact, that could keep the Seraphim outside someone's time.
If I remember correctly, you said we'd both see where we stood on the matter, the next time we met.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 9:32 pm
Are you coming, then, or not? *Mell asks, without even turning around, as she lifts her key off its hook*
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 9:36 pm
*Luke's first instinct is to jump at the invitation ... but he reigns himself back in. Instead he asks.* Are you in a rush?
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 9:41 pm
*She glances over her shoulder at him* Not particularly. But darling, there is that pesky risk that either of us might vanish at any moment.
*Melliandra turns, leaning against the door* I happen to be, at present, a reasonable distance from one of my estates. The opportunity is yours to take. *she lets her shoulders rise and fall in a shrug* Or you can wait and see if this place offers you another.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 9:48 pm
*Luke's feeling forced into this. He's also feeling forced in trusting her. He doesn't like it at all.*
*But all the same the woman had a point. Luke had planned to ease into questions. He strides forward and asks flat out.* Just how dangerous is this artifact if it's not "sealed properly"? Tavin said it could kill me, if I go after it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 9:56 pm
Quite possibly. Loathe though I may be to admit it, *she says with a grin* Even my knowledge of its properties are limited. Which is, of course, precisely why Tavin knew I would be inclined to go along with all this.
*Melli makes a face* Dreadful, isn't it, darling? that we're going to let him manipulate us like this.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 10:00 pm
*Luke reaches her and stops.* ... You're doing this ... to see if it'll kill me?
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 10:09 pm
*Melliandra taps her chin thoughtfully* Well now, I suppose that would be at least somewhat informative, but I must confess I was just slightly more motivated by Tavin's implication that he would teach me how to seal it.
*She grins once more* I'm certain our dear Cora would be very disappointed by my lack of bloodlust over it.
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