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"Aye, tis me lassy. Ah've hadd ah ruin in wit ah witch, ah've bin cursesed. Bloody soddin counsil 'ropped me intah teh 'iddle off ah Covent. Ah bloody Covent!!! Nahw, iff it hahd bin yur ruin oh dah mill Covent meh 'rotectuions woodah kipt meh saft buit noooooo it wahn't ehnay Covent, juist deh 'ocal RULIN CONSEL!"

Malazar sighs heavily, groping at his jacket for a pack of cigarettes. Finding one he slips a thin lighter out of the side of the pack and lights up. He sighs again and gestures behind himself.

"Yesh, yah duo beh embarrassen meh. Ah've gotch meh dawm yoth bach an meh dawm youmilatety ash well. Fuggin."

Malazar shrugs off his jacket and holds it out backwards.

"Ere."

Uhhh...:::She takes the coat and slips it on. She is disappointed in herself for not really understanding...oh...anything he just said really. But she did get the part about being embarassed, and for that she too became ashamed of herself:::

I am sorry...I did not mean to offend you. :::she looks down, the sad puppy eyes forming... why is he ashamed of my vessel?::

:::still with a hint of sheepishness::: Malazar, your body has become young. I do not understand how this has happened.

:::She notices Luke fade into the bar, but she is still a little too embarassed to smile while she greets him:::

Hello Luke, how are you?

"Ish nah ohfence lassy, juss ah... natral reashun."

Malazar waves his bottle at the newcomer, join the part is the general consences.

"Curst, cursh, curse, rahter. Witches, keap dat own stait or th'all ere ya, Covent, dat own ti. Dey knew Ah wass commin an preyparred a littel supprise fo meh. Dey counna bet meh ahs Ah wass, so dey... rezorted tah othar mehthods."

Malazar sighs again and downs the rest of his drink.

"Come ahn lassy, wheel git ya sumthin tah wear. Follow meh Ahm shure ah haff sumthin dat'll fit ya."

Malazar stands and heads for his room, strictly keeping Cora out of his sight. His ears are red.

:::Cora is about to follow Malazar when suddenly she sees Luke vomiting...really bad. She knows just what to do too... she looks back at Malazar:::

Please, wait one moment, I must help Luke.

:::She runs to his side, rather unaffected by the smell of vomit... She kneels down and begins to punch small recesses that appear on her cuff. She pulls up the nuero pattern formula she used for Selurnis a good while back, and reverses it:::

Luke, listen, I have a neural transmitter that will send an electromagnetic pulse to your brain. It's going to cause you to stop vomiting. Will you comply?

:::With his consent she hit one more button, and a tiny probe came from the cuff. She placed it gently to Luke's head, and hit the button once more to release the pulse, then waited to see the reaction:::

Do you feel better now, Luke?

Malazar pokes his head back in the room.

"Yah comin lassy?"

*Luke hears her, but he doesn't have the energy to comply.*

*He slides down against the bar, not far from passing out.*