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 Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:11 pm
Holding the now-empty container over the empty glass, a few final drops of liquid trickled down. He was surprised; he actually hadn't anticipated drinking this much. Boy, how time flew when you were alone. Looking down at the ashtray, four cig butts smoldering, he raised an eyebrow quizically, reaching into his pocket to pull out an ornate metal cigarette case. Tapping it once against the counter, he opened it with a click, pulling out another and holding it between his teeth as his hands returned the case to its pocket. Leaning against the low back of the barstool, he struck a match against the wood of the countertop, holding it to the end of the cig before extinguishing the flame with a quick flick of his wrist.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:20 pm
Light hiss of static within the main corridor of the Orion marked her entrance only moments prior to her actual presence. Stepping out of her trademark swirling blue vortex she yawned gazing about the large empty room. Stretching her arms behind her head, the tinge of anothers mana signature caught her attention. Relaxing her posture she turned towards the bar area making note of the individual enjoying a beverage. Raising a hand in greeting she smiled, the odd sensation of deja-vu overwhelming her senses.
"Oh hello there....welcome to the Orion. It seems we are getting more and more newcomers each day....well when anyone is actually here."
Making her way over the bar she settled down atop a barstool her gaze resting upon the many drinks lining the wall. Selecting a bottle of Alazay she rose from her seat, pausing briefly to look the man's way.
"I'm sorry have we met before? You seem vaguely familiar."
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:23 pm
<<::an 'Out to Dinner' sign appears around his unanimated OOC body::>>
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:25 pm
((Have a nice dinner I guess.))
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:34 pm
[Temptation to roleplay is here once again, but is it strong enough?
I have no effing clue. ]
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:34 pm
With the slightest grin, he flicked his finger against the smoldering end of the match, breaking it off with his fingernail and knocking it down into the ashtray. Taking a long drag from the fresh cigarette, he exhaled a cloud of grey up to the ceiling as the lady's gaze briefly studied his features. Plucking the cig from his mouth, he tapped it against the side of the plate, knocking away the tobacco ash.
"Hmmmm...," he answered her in a rather mocking, musing tone. "I suppose we might have. Maybe in another lifetime?" He chuckled quietly at his own words. It was amusing how true they were. Finally looking over to see who had actually entered, he turned on the barstool to face her, placing the cig back between his teeth. "You...," he spoke quietly behind slightly clenched teeth, a quizzical expression crossing his face. "You're that spellcaster girl, aren't you."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:48 pm
Nodding she smiled.
"Errrr yeah...I suppose I'm the most prominent spell caster in these parts, but I suppose that sums me up for the most part."
Outstretching her hand she smiled broadly ignoring the mocking tone in the man's voice.
"I assume we must have met in one form or other....or was the portal you saw me enter from the biggest sign of being a spell caster."
Blindly outstretching her free hand, it began to glow with a pale blue light as a wine flute was drawn to it from seemingly no where. Filling the flute with the red liquid she returned her gaze to the man.
"Small world I suppose."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:50 pm
<< Ack. Totally and completely distracted. o___O; Sorry! D: >>
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Midnight Syn Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:52 pm
((Come rp Miyu, feed the urge.))
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:55 pm
((It happens. I can get distracted at the drop of a hat. Its annoying to say the least.))
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Midnight Syn Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:59 pm
<< It really can be. Haha.
...Whoo! Synnie finally has a new MSN!
How's it going anyways, Epith? >>
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 6:02 pm
((Its going alright, I suppose the day is catching up to me. I have such weird hours.))
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Midnight Syn Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 6:05 pm
<< Really? What are they? >>
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 6:05 pm
He turned in the stool another 90 degrees, and laid back against the counter, almost knocking over his glass as he sat his elbow down, but catching it just in time. He rested an eye on her conjuration for a second, before chuckling quietly as he took another puff from the cig.
"Most prominent, eh," he muttered, nearly incoherently. "Surely have made a name for yourself then, especially among this league." Again relasing the smoke upwards, he closed his eyes for a moment, reaching up to adjust the sunglasses he was - oddly - still wearing. He sighed.
"Yeah," he spoke quietly, his mind wandering for a second before getting back to the topic at hand. "We've met before. A long time ago. I'd be surprised if you remembered, though, and it's better for me right now if I don't let you know." He laughed at what he was saying. "At any rate, I'm sure you'll figure it out soon enough. Unlike most of the other brutes around here, you actually posess intelligence."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 6:25 pm
Shrugging she smiled.
"You flatter me, but I'm sure that many of the others would be truely insulted by such words. The 'brutes" here make for interesting circumstances when the the moment is right. Though I must admit I find myself at loss for words when I wish to discuss the intracies of my craft."
Raising her glass to her lips she took a sip of the strawberry flavored liqour.
"Your mana signature belies a much older persona than you physical countenance belies. I do not sense much in the way of magical manipulations about you, but you are truelly weathered in your skill."
Taking another sip of her drink she shook her head.
"Though you may know my name already, I'm Epithany and you are?"
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