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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 4:09 pm
Voltaire nodded, "We can do that. Want a blanket to sit on? Might be a touch more comfortable." He shrugged indicating he didn't care one way or the other.
Annjette pointed her eyes upward in thought, falling silent. "We could play a card game if you have any cards? I do not mind what we do. We could even sit and talk about things."
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 4:16 pm
Caroline nods. "Aye, that might be nice. Keep us from the cold as well." How had things suddenly become rather awkward around her friend? She sets her basket down. The sky is beginning to darken, just a tinge, as it falls toward dusk.
Ro nods. Cards would be good. The sitting and talking bit doesn't necessarily appeal to her, as she'd have to write everything down for Annjette. I like card games, she answers. What games do you know?
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 5:20 pm
Certainly it felt awkward as he went into the wagon to get the blanket and then came out to spread it out on the ground where it was most comfortable and the sky was easily visible. The man said nothing of the awkwardness, reasoning to himself that it was because they were used to socializing through the children and not alone, just them.
Annjette looked thoughtful again, "I know Black Jack and I know how to play Gin Rummy..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 5:23 pm
Caroline sits on the blanket, leaning back on her hands to watch the sky. "...Would ye tell me a bit of yerself? I've never happened to meet an' Elf before."
Ro nods. She knows both of those. She shrugs noncommittally, not much caring which they play.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 5:32 pm
He settled next to Caroline after she had seated herself and went a step further and laid back to stare up at the sky. "Mmm? About me? Well, I was an 'accidental' child I guess. I was an unexpected surprise to my mother." He laughed lightly. "She loved me just the same, she was a gypsy and as far as I know she was human. My father was an elfin Lord of some forest or another. They had tiffs over who would raise me...Apparently the passion they felt lasted only one night.."
Annjette nodded as well once Ro didn't shrug or look befuddled, "Gin Rummy then? Where are your cards?" A card game shouldn't get too riled up.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 5:37 pm
Caroline nods and listens, and after a while settles back next to him, lying with her hands behind her head as a bit of a pillow. "Aye, that must've been 'ard for ye as a wee lad. Yer ma raised ye, then?"
Ro nods and bounces off the bed to get her deck of cards. They're in her hole...somewhere. She pulls a panel out of the wall and digs through her stash of things--she'd had to keep it covered up since Solas arrived. He has just as much an affinity for pretty, shiny bits as she does, and he'd steal them to play with if she'd let him. Cards, cards, cards....aha! She pulls out the little parcel of playing cards with a flourish. They're tied together with a bit of twine so they don't scatter everywhere.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 5:46 pm
"F'a while, yeah. Til' she got terrible sick. It didn't end well for her or the others. Afraid most of them caught what she had and I was left untouched. Not much an elf can get sick from, even a half-breed like me." He laughed a bit and shrugged, "I think I was probably kept alive so I could find and care for 'Jette. Either way I was still too young to be on my own even if the caravan was also my family, so when my father found me I had been simply living and taking care of my mother's wagon which she had left for me upon her death." He didn't sound sad as much as reflective. "I had a good life at my father's. I was allowed to go with my caravan during the summers and springs but in the winter and fall I was my father's."
Annjette beamed a smile, "Good, good. You want to shuffle and deal? Since you are the hostess for the night?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 5:54 pm
"Aye, and what was life with yer Da like?" asks Caroline, looking over at him. "Was he good t'ye?" She'd heard of half-breeds being reviled or treated badly by one parent or another, out of hatred for their own misplaced passions.
Ro nods and shuffles and deals with deft hands. Seven to each player, the rest in the center. Flip one card up. She looks at her own hand--nothing very good at the moment, but anything could happen.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 9:06 pm
"He was a kind enough man I guess. He didn't treat me badly but he didn't shower me with affection either. If I wanted affection of family I had to get it from my caravan." Voltaire said with a small chuckle. "It suited me just fine, a majority of the elven community didn't approve of me..."
Annjette for the moment messed with her cards -- nothing seemed opportune for her at the moment either. "Hummm."
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:02 pm
Caroline nods. "Nay, I'd imagine not. Still, ye turned up a fine man," she notes, looking sidelong in his direction with a grin.
Rojiza nods and purses her lips in a 'yeah, me neither' sort of expression. She nods to Annjette, though. I dealt, you go first.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 4:01 pm
He laughed a bit, lightly blushing, "Oh, pah. I am just a man. I do what I feel is right and what my heart tells me. So, now that I shared more of my tale, how about yours." Voltaire looked over at Caroline with a small grin.
Annjette drew a card from the top of the deck, fiddled about with her cards but still got nothing useable. She discarded a Queen of Spades card, ending her turn.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 4:07 pm
Caroline snorts a bit. "Me? Aye, well. Me ma an' da were raised in countries verra far away. Gypsies both, and met when their caravans were both in a harbor town. Married almost instantly, and came over to the Gelm mountains an' settled down, started a family. I've two sisters and a brother older than me, and one wee brother. They've all had their day at the travellin' life, save for Stephen who always seemed a homebody." She shrugs. "They've all families of their own now. Settled back in Arabesque, tellin' me I should do the same." She looks over at him. "But I like the gypsy life."
Rojiza picks up a card off the pile and shuffles her hand around a bit. She discards the two of hearts.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 4:29 pm
He chuckled as he listened to her tale for a moment before responding, "As do I. I think we'd need to find ourselves someone that understands that and doesn't try to tie us down." It was thoughtfully said not insinuating that they should get together.
Annjette picked up a card after that and shuffled things about as well and discards an ace of diamonds. The swan-teen giggled a little, "Most girls our age are off dancing with boys..Though I guess there aren't many in the caravan our age, I guess.."
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 4:32 pm
Caroline smiles. "Aye. That we do," she responds, wondering what exactly he'd meant.
Rojiza laughs. Only one, and he's a stupid boy, she responds. She picks up the ace of diamonds and shuffles things around. She discards a seven of hearts.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 9:53 pm
He wouldn't have been certain either so he shrugged it off and continued on. "What about that treat?" One by one the stars were beginning to show up in the sky as afternoon turned to evening.
Annjette laughs a bit, "Is he? I probably recognize him but I don't know him...I don't think." There were still holes and lapses in her memory. She picks up another card and discards four of clubs after shuffling her hand about.
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