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 Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:02 pm
"Please?" she questioned The woman she seemed so kind. Eyes scanning her for a moment she kept them moving between her and Richard. "I'm Silent, by the way- May I ask your Name M'lady?" motioning her hand towards her with a friendly gesture she nodded waiting.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:10 pm
[x]Sardonic[x] "Please?" she questioned The woman she seemed so kind. Eyes scanning her for a moment she kept them moving between her and Richard. "I'm Silent, by the way- May I ask your Name M'lady?" motioning her hand towards her with a friendly gesture she nodded waiting. "Sapphire, please no m'lady. Do you have a preference?" Sapphire says stopping her flipping.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:15 pm
"Preference? Oh, Well not really whatever pleases the singer if fine with me." With a slight nod her eyes travled thinking on her name and what she was told about it, she spoke " Alright, Sapphire it is." Then a smile as she relaxed just a bit further, one arm slumped over on the table and the other hanging from the back of the chair.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:16 pm
"As you wish." Sapphire says starting a nice sullen melody.
((Sorry, but i have to go, I want food. Have a good night.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:18 pm
Richard watched Silent a few more minutes, then returned to his notes after a bow of his head. All sorts of interesting people here. Oh, his heart was happy to research.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:22 pm
[[Alright, Have a good night yourself!]]
Silent swayed softly to the song and drew in a deep requelished and well deserved breath of relief. Closing her eyes the man seemed to stop talking indulged in his own sick pleasure the notebook and anything else he'd been holding in his hands.
"You know, Sir.Richard You are awfuly quiet, why be like that if you could easily dance or enjoy yourself in the great out doors, unless you do not enjoy that and this is your true love." She motioned with her hand to his book with a more then happy smile on her face as her eyes cracked open and the electric yellow sparked across both of them her stare hard and intend on him, focused.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:31 pm
Richard blinked, looking over at the woman. "...I am merely working...I study-" He cut off as his frost grey eyes glanced to Trina, who was still sitting at the corner table, eyes closed again, breathing shallow and somewhat non existant. Richard lowered his voice, remembering how upset the woman had gotten last he had mentioned it. "The races...and species of sentient thought and creatures with magical properties. You have sparked my interest as many of the residents here have. As I can see you are not human. Might I know more about you Miss? I assure you...it is just my notes, I shall not allow anyone to view them if you say so..." He was a nice man in his early thirties, blond with shortly cut hair, eyes a frosty grey.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:37 pm
Blinking her eyes averted towards Trina then back at him, inhaling deeply what could she say about herself?" I..Don't mind. You won't learn much because I do not know my Race's name because I have none..." her electric eyes flared with energy before darkening swirling into a softer yellow as the black slowly seeped into it, just dulling the effect of the electricity."...I suggest you come forth, " She patted the table softly" It'll be better to discuss it with such a curious person if We continue in hushed respectful voices."
River came down the stairs, almost falling down them, hair almost all pink. Blinking groggily she didnt understand how sleeping would do that to her, not active maybe but it just didn't make sense. slipping over to the bar she just started to make herself coffee like a normal day of energy and happiness.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:59 pm
[-has dissapeared- Glad you didn't post. xD ]
Silent sat back and watched River scrambled weakly before she headed up the stairs. Eyes full of worrie she kept her smile as they brightened to their normal tint and she scanned the silent room again, Unjustly she didn't question many things the songs that where sung and had ended where wonderful and after them she clapped softly.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:11 pm
[I've actualy got to go. Bye!]
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:12 pm
The door to the muffin opened and a figure stumbled in.. shutting the door barely with a kick of his foot as he stumbled and fell down.
The person was a beaten, battered bruised and bleeding Dream. he looked like hell. His wrists were red and swollen from rope burns. His eyes were blackened from blows, in general his entire face was bruised and swolen in spots from blows. He had hardly any clothing on.. what he did have on was ragged from a whip ripping slices of it off along with his skin.
He crawled to the nearest couch and hid behind it. His breath coming in ragged gasps.. coughing a bit. Fortunaly none of the wounds looked infected.. but bleachedo ut spots of his skin spoke of peroxide having been dumped on him unceramoniously to keep him from actually getting sick.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:57 pm
Richard sat back, removing his glasses after several hours of work, smiling contently. He gathered up all the notes and drawings, set them in a neat stack inside the manilla folder, and let out a sigh as he set the book down on top of it. Richard was a man who loved his work. He rose, seeming to notice his dusty shoulder and mushed hair for the first time, and quickly went upstairs to shower and change.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 6:06 pm
Arlen came inside the Muffin, his clothes muddy, soaked, and torn in some places, but he showed no signs of injury beyond fatigue. He ignored everyone in the room as he carefully made his way upstairs and to the shower, trying to track as little mud in with him as possible.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 6:09 pm
Returning, Richard the absent minded scholar was somewhat hidden beneath his exterior, now wearing a light blue dress shirt and yellow tie, brown pants. His short hair was neat, glasses gone. Only the man's frost grey eyes retained the thoughtful look, coming back to his seat, patting his notes and book, thinking.
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