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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 11:16 am
*Maggie lifts her eyes up to look at the red brim sticking out over her forehead, and laughs a little self-consciously* 'Tis a very ... different looking sort of hat. Do many people wear them in yer time?
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 11:40 am
*nods* Oh yeah. All the time. But this hat is -only- worn by the most cultured people who live in Philadelphia.
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 11:55 am
Fill-a-del-fee-a *Maggie echoes carefully* 'Tis where ye hail from, I take it?
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 11:58 am
*winks* Born and raised. My city only breeds Phillies fans. *points to the cap* Now that you have hat, it's your team too. So if anybody asks you what baseball team is the best... what are you gonna say?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 11:59 am
*Maggie laughs and answers obediantly* Philadelphia.
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 12:05 pm
*points to her proudly* Exactly. They are the only name in baseball. Don't let anybody tell you otherwise... *As he's singing the praises of his home team, Luke fades out.*
(Hehe)
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 12:17 pm
*Maggie lifts her hand and gives a little wave as he vanishes* Fare well, Luke.
*Alone now, she reaches over to where they'd set the baseball and twirls it idly on the tabletop*
*A few moments later, she, too, fades out*
**Exit Maggie**
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:14 pm
** Enter Bard **
*A mound of ambulatory snow fades into the Brink, trudging along and whistling something that sounds almost entirely unlike "God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen"*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:24 pm
**Enter Maggie**
*Maggie flickers in nearby, reaching out to smooth something with her hand* Mind the corners when ye ... *She trails off as the world around her shifts, and turns at the sound of whistling*
Oh, heavens, Bard! *she stifles a laugh at the state he's in* I can hardly e'en tell 'tis ye under all that snow!
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:30 pm
*Bard sets his parcels down and turns to face Maggie with an odd expression*
My goodness. Those eyes. That hair. Those lips.
*he walks over quickly to her and lifts her off the ground*
You're the most lifelike doll I've ever seen.
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:37 pm
Doll? *Maggie echoes, baffled but smiling. She shakes her head as she brushes some of the snow off his shoulders for him* Nay, I am quite real, I promise ye.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:41 pm
It even talks!
*he grins beneath his snow-encrusted scarf*
Do you think I might get one for Christmas?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:46 pm
*Maggie laughs, flushing, and leans forward to nuzzle her warm nose against his icy one* Mayhap, if ye've behaved yerself well.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:52 pm
*he looks deeply into her eyes and whispers*
Do I have to behave myself?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:58 pm
*Maggie turns very red, bites her lip in a self-conscious smile, and murmers back* Ehm .. well . . . mayhap not ...
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