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 Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 2:36 pm
*enter Malazar from Main*
Malazar pulls open his room's door and slams it shut just as quickly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2004 10:14 pm
*Enter Cora and Malazar from Main-166*
:::Cora found the door belonging to Malazar, and though her hands were pretty full,s he managed to unlock it, and let herself in. The surroundings of his room looking much like they did the last she saw them. She found the bed, and gently lowered him into it:::
:::She took a moment to look back at him:::
Please just rest now...
:::She turned and walked out of the room closing the door gently behind her:::
*Exit Cora to Main-166*
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2004 10:17 pm
((Quietly changes bed to recliner.))
As Cora leaves, a glowing man in the suit of an english butler appears. The glowing man looks over Malazar and disappears. Moments later he reappears with a blanket, then disappear again after draping it over Mal.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 10:47 pm
*Luke enters and finds his room.......*
*He grumbles and trudging up to his door, opens it.*
*He flicks on a light and his dorm room appears. He goes up to the bookcase, and looks at what food he has.*
Ramen...microwave popcorn...peanut butter....easy mac.... *He needs something of sustinance....Like a steak....or a whole chicken...*
*From behind the back, he pulls out a box of Lucky Charms.*
*says to himself.* Or Sugar.... Sugar works, too....
*He shakes the box to find it almost full.* *He finds a bowl and a spoon. They're not clean, but....whatever. They're clean enough that he won't catch the bubonic plague.* *He turns out the light, walks out, and goes into the main room...*
*Exit to Main Room*
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2004 9:44 pm
*Enter Cross from the main room*
*cross moves allong the corridor and after some searching, finds his door and unlocks it... he enters then pulls his chair to his desk and grabs a sheef of paper and unstops his ink well.... pulling his quill from a stack of papers and taking a half second to sharpen it before begining to write..
he furiously scribbles for several minutes, then stops and thinks for a moment..... he then he continues his thought and finishes.... he restoppers the ink well and cleans off the quill..... thwen bolts out the door and runs back down the hall Key in hand*
*exit Cross to Main Room
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2004 9:24 pm
*Enter Luke w/ Cora*
*Luke walks down the hallway to Room #37. He tries the key...wondering if he'll have the same problem Cora had with Tacitus.*
*He doesn't. It opens up, smooth as ever. Again, he shifts Cora and gives the door a kick open...*
*It opens and he walks inside.*
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2004 9:32 pm
:::When Luke enters, he passes through a small coridor that opens to one larger open area. He will notice that every surface is either metal, or obviously fabricated. Everything in the room has a straight edge, and the whole place is utterly spotless. To his left, a tall, rectangular person-sized compartment. If he looked hard enough, he would be able to guess that it was a shower. To the right, a small area for storage, and a hydration machine. At the end of the room there is a low tot he ground flat surface, with pressed white sheets tucked neatly and precisely over it. There are no pillows. To the right of the bed there is another large storage area:::
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2004 9:42 pm
*Luke's mouth hangs open a little as he stares around the strict, spotless, metallic room.... When his eyes find the bed, he shakes himself out of it. Holding her, he studies the mattress. He doesn't feel right just kinda chucking her on the bed and wishing her the best of luck...*
*He resolves to put her down and get a blanket and pillow from his room... But when he places her on the bed, the mattress perfectly conforms to her body...*
Whoa....
*Well.... if anything, she does look perfectly comfortable. It's like one of those infomercial mattresses...Where the woman jumps on the mattress and on the other end, a glass of wine doesn't tip over.*
*Luke feels better about that. He looks at her feet and gently takes off her shoes. He crouches there for a minute...just kinda watching her rest.*
*He sighs.... God, whatever she got herself into....She's ******** exhausted. He brushes her hair out of her eyes.*
*Whatever small moment of sentimentality there was. It's definitely passed. Luke shakes his head. What the ******** is wrong with you.... He gets a grip, makes sure she's safe, and leaves the room.* *He locks the door behind him....He looks unaffected on the outside, but on the inside, a large part of him really really really hopes she'll be okay......*
*Luke exits to the main room*
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 9:20 pm
:::Cora finally awakes from her induced slumber. Her body was now recovered from the time-jumping it endured. If she had a choice, she would not have slept at all, first she would have done everything in her power to reach Tac, and after she couldn't, she would have driven herself sick with worry:::
:::Now that she was concious again, she got up from her bed, and realized her feet were bare. She found the high heels she had been wearing at the foot of the bed, and put them back on. She headed straight out to door to see if there was anyone out there, who could help her at all:::
*Exit Cora to Main room/Bar 227*
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2004 7:56 pm
((Posting as Tacitus))
Tac lays upon his bed, staring up endlessly as thoughts overwhelm his mind. He had drifted in and out of sleep, trying not to fall asleep, for when he did dreams that shadowed the incident at the restaurant were the only images that came to him. He envisioned Cora just out of his reach with the bots in between, struggling against them with all his might, but to no avail. He finally gave up trying to waste time laying around doing nothing, getting up and heading off towards the main room.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:13 pm
Tac slowly fades into his room, kneeling on the ground in a similar position to one he had faded into the main room what was no more than a week ago to him. The magical forces that had kept the watch whirling in a pattern before him were now gone, and he glow that was growing in the small egg like device was also left behind. As the watch destablized in flight he immediately opened his eyes and caught the watch from spinning uncontrolably. He let out a sigh as he continued to stare up into the darkness, "Why won't you listen..." He glances over to the open door of his room, wondering if its even worth it to get up, his stays have been getting increasingly shorter.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:23 pm
:::Cora awakes in her room with a start. She sits up, her heart still pounding. Her random nightmares were becoming more consistant, and she hoped that it was just her imagination...but they were beginning to feel more vivid:::
:::She sat herself all the way up, rubbed her forehead and neck and eventually stood. She didn't want to be alone at the moment, and so she decided to see if anyone was in the main room:::
:::As she headed down the hall, she noticed an open door, she was not sure who it belonged to, but if it was wide open, some one must have been in it. She poked her head past the frame and made a small knock:::
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:31 pm
Tac still remained kneeling where he had been, not yet standing up, turning his head when he heard the knock. He slipped his hands inside his coat, putting the two items inside as he slowly stood up. He had a blank look on his face at first, mirroring his rather blank room with only a small circular bed in the center with whiteboards all around. He approached Cora, nodding to her, but saying nothing as yet. He didn't look as if he were sad or depressed, just as if he were having either a bad, or boring day, just mostly apathetic. He leaned against the wall next to the door, staring at the ground just before him, his voice lacking most of it's enthusiasm, "Hi Cora...."
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:37 pm
:::Cora took his lead. Feeling numb was preferable to how she was acting last night. It had only been a nights sleep since she'd seen him last, but she wondered:::
How long has it been for you...?
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:44 pm
He let out a brief sigh as he slid down the wall, eventually plopping down on the floor with a light thump, angeled slightly away from the door. He glanced up to her, nodding for her to sit down or something, "Can't be more than a week, I'm losing track of time. My counterpart isn't talking to me anymore, can't find him or feel his thoughts. My plans to apprehend that madman are starting to fall to pieces. On top of it all I can only think of you. Not that its a bad thing." He let out another sigh, long and depressing, but brightening up afterwards, "Meh! Who cares? I'm here in the Brink now, and here with you."
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