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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2004 11:21 pm
::She let out a little cry of surprise as Cora forced her nose back into place. After a moment, she ran a finger down its bridge all the way to the tip, then smiled.:: No pain at all... feels totally fine.
((Byee. D: ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2004 11:26 pm
Oh good :::Cora smiles a little, but it fades away to concern::: The inhibitors will not last as long as the soreness from the adjustment. After a couple hours, your nose will most likely feel uncomfrotable. Try to get rest before the inhibitors wear off.
:::Suddenly she felt the funny feeling in the pit of her stomach:::
Oh...goodness, I am fading away now. I hope that your nose feels better soon...
:::And she is gone:::
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 5:33 pm
*Shisuro Yawned while walking slowly out of behind a table, he was spenting his time there sleeping after talking to Nyx and Cora. he was now prepared... he need to found a way to destroy the Brink and solve all his problems... in some place... in some time... someone must hate the brink as much as i do...*
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 9:42 pm
:::Cora fades upon the floor of the brink, midsit up:::
Two-hundred fourty seve... :::She stopped, looked around, and realized she had lost the burn:::
Tttk! :::She decided to put off the rest of her exercise, so she got up, and walked to a seat at the bar, hoping she would not have to drink alone for very long. Once seated, she took out her locket and put it on, as usual:::
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:27 pm
:::Cora turns her head when she feels the presence of another, and finds Namida:::
Oh hello, Namida. How is it that you feel? :::She gives him a polite smile:::
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:30 pm
fine, thank you, and how are you?
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:32 pm
:::Still smiling::: I am... I am fine. May I offer you a drink?
:::She thinks about the last time they met. She suddenly felt a little embarassed again:::
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:33 pm
*Luke appears, walking into the Brink as though he is a man on a mission. He's well-dressed, but his slacks are dishelved. He's got a backpack slung across his chest, making the harness appear to belong to a rifle or a bag of arrows. He has his hands deep in his pockets, and he stops short as he realizes he's in...*
*Luke pats his lips, shrugs*
*winks at Cora* Hey, you.
*nods to Namida* Hey.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:37 pm
:::She looks at Luke, a genuine smile tugs at her lips while she forgets her embarassment a moment:::
Hello Luke, how are you?
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:39 pm
No, I'm not very thirsty...are you alright, you seem to be getting a bit red.
*He nodded back to luke* hi.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:42 pm
:::She felt the blood rushing to her cheeks a bit more. Cora was beginning to understand when to expect herself to feel flush, and what emotions ran along side with it:::
I...I'm sorry, it is just that the last time we met...that is, the first time we met. I was not myself. I am not usually so beside myself, and I do not wish you to think of me the way we were first introduced. I feel the same way for Mercutio. He is not normally that way either, but I cannot appologize for him.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:50 pm
There's nothing to be sorry about, we all have our bad days. Now if you'll excuse me, I must seach for something Nyx lost.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:50 pm
:::She nods:::
Of course. Is it anything I may be able to assist you with? Perhaps I have seen it?
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2004 10:51 pm
*Tavin faded into a chair at a table in the corner of the bar, his now all too familiar book in hand, reading while he hummed*
Well, I guess I can see that...... Might actually work, I would suppose..
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