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 Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 1:40 pm
She humms softly sweeping the floor with a home made straw broom mentaly reminding herself to add hay or broom straw to the list of plants for this year.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 1:44 pm
Sweeps a small pile of dust and drt out onto the balconly then stores the broom in its special colest in the kitchin after makeing her way there in stockined feet.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 3:07 pm
She humms softly as she wipes down the bar and hte tables.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:43 pm
she humms and listens to the night call of the nitingale.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:47 pm
She sighs softly and taps off a beer and sips quietly.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:52 pm
Drinks deeply closeing eyes slipping into sweer ineberation.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 8:07 pm
She slightly rubs forehead in a sliget feaver from the booze smiling wraped in totaly drunken bliss
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 8:16 pm
she lets her head loll back looking at the celing smiling at the glitterling lights there unable to ut anythimg more together
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 12:17 am
She lifts her head weakly wincing as she bumps the glass making it tip and tinkle upon the floor. Owwww ...no..more..drunken nights for me.... Grumbles and scrambles weakly upwards only to have to sit back down stomach rolling and brain wavering from the raging hangover.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 2:05 pm
*Wolf walks in and sits in a corner on my hind legs, wags tail and smiles as i observe the amusing spectacle*
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 4:52 pm
She blatenly ignores the wolf knowing full well who it is and darkly growls getting up staggering towards the doorway to the kitchin then sitting heavily on the bottem step of the stairs that lead to her own room. Damn damn damn....
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 5:42 pm
She quietly makes way upstairs trying to be soft with feet on the floor to stop the resounding throbing in her head. she quickly washes her head trying to not grit teath form the sounds from the water running and it draing away grabs a small vial and chugs it down hopeing itll help. Slowly works her way back down to the bar face gaunt and deep dark circles under eyes.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 5:46 pm
After quetly makeing a weak tea sits in a chair lightly nurseing it .
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 5:49 pm
Looks out miserbaly at the sun from the shadowed area in the bar wishing now i hadent drunk so much of the strong ale.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 5:54 pm
Dai is of no help, grabbing a bottle of something potent randomly from the shelf. Looks like 90 year-old scotch from the label. He cracks the seal and goes to sit next to Lestat with it.
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