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 Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 7:47 pm
(("Ed" is not acting insane enough, even for Ed. Was Ora only stealing form, or did she intend to go farther than that?))
Corellia eventually added vibration into her routine after Arthur left, but soon ended it out of concern for Cathy's leg and Draco's failure to reappear. A line creased her forehead as she sheathed her sword. "Ehma... Healers flock not to us. Mayhap best such'n like be sought, an'n naught of awaited. Celledor?" She looked him a question as she went to give Cathy a hand up and a shoulder to lean on.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 10:37 am
Eulalia Danae Ed gave a slight shrug, "might as well. I'm guessing you used to be a member of one of the armies? Do you have a base perhaps?" "Ah, sure I was in the AoS... they've probably set up a base to continue their vendetta against all of humankind but... I dunno. They never kept me posted on these things anyway. Probably because when it's about 2 in the afternoon for them, it's about 10 in the evening by my watch." He helped her onto his horse and then they galloped off, into the sunset.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 7:52 pm
ArynChris (("Ed" is not acting insane enough, even for Ed. Was Ora only stealing form, or did she intend to go farther than that?))Corellia eventually added vibration into her routine after Arthur left, but soon ended it out of concern for Cathy's leg and Draco's failure to reappear. A line creased her forehead as she sheathed her sword. "Ehma... Healers flock not to us. Mayhap best such'n like be sought, an'n naught of awaited. Celledor?" She looked him a question as she went to give Cathy a hand up and a shoulder to lean on. He disliked the idea of physically touching someone, but he wasn't about to refuse. He hopped down off the counter and proceded to Cathy's other side, assisting her to stand.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 6:58 am
Cathy stood, supported on either side by these kind strangers. The pins and needles in her leg were starting to subside, but she still didn't trust it to support her. "Maybe we could find someplace with food, too?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 5:43 pm
"A bar!" Corellia exclaimed with immediate glee. "Tis wine an' not ale to secure the guard of gus, yes?" And with complete disregard for Cathy's comfort or Celledor's ability to keep up--because Corellia is a forgetful and reckless soul--she charged out the door with them in search of a place peddling liquor.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 9:26 pm
He stumbled along behind for a few paces, and then found himself progressively getting closer and closer to falling on his face while trying to climb over rubble.
"Corellia! Hey, slow dow--"
Too late. His foot caught on a piece of a stone and he went tumbling face first into the remnants of wall.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 9:38 pm
"Hm? Oh, Celledor, what? Come then..." Setting Cathy down, Corellia ever-so-gently helped him up and brushed the gravel off his face. "No hurts!" she told him with a freshly twinkling smile. "An' what be thy grievance prior? Speed not thine'n taste, then'n what? We shall yet away with slower heart."
She picked up Cathy again and gave him another glance, as if to ask, Shall we try again?
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 8:32 pm
He reclaimed his place at Cathy's other side, ignoring the various squeeks of protest coming from the rodent dancing on his shoulder.
Provided there wasn't a dire need to be somewhere else in less than three seconds, he was perfectly content to move at a slower pace.
It's not like we're going to die a horrible death if we actually walk as opposed to running....
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 12:21 pm
As Corellia, Celledor, and Cathy made their way at a much slower renewed pace, something likely to inflict a truly horrible death upon them tracked their every move with dead eyes... twisted and twisted mirth.
"C, C, C," it said with glee.
"Look what strangers I've found three!
An' bones shall cut,
And knife shall rend,
An' I shall have my feast again..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 7:38 pm
Crumpet Lord Eulalia Danae Ed gave a slight shrug, "might as well. I'm guessing you used to be a member of one of the armies? Do you have a base perhaps?" "Ah, sure I was in the AoS... they've probably set up a base to continue their vendetta against all of humankind but... I dunno. They never kept me posted on these things anyway. Probably because when it's about 2 in the afternoon for them, it's about 10 in the evening by my watch." He helped her onto his horse and then they galloped off, into the sunset. "Do you think you could find that base for me, and give me the basic going ons?" Ed asked casually as they galloped.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 11:18 am
Arthur shrugged. "I could probably find the base. The basic going ons, another matter."
And after some searching, they find the base.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 5:55 pm
ArynChris As Corellia, Celledor, and Cathy made their way at a much slower renewed pace, something likely to inflict a truly horrible death upon them tracked their every move with dead eyes... twisted and twisted mirth.
"C, C, C," it said with glee.
"Look what strangers I've found three!
An' bones shall cut,
And knife shall rend,
An' I shall have my feast again..." ((Famous last words, ne?)) With Tegan above somewhere, and Mari oblivious to even the simplest workings of the world around her- Celledor was content to support his side of Cathy in silence and reflect on his trip here- both to this world, as well as the sickening voyage in the box to this particular location. For the briefest of moments, he longed for home- but alas, to go home now was impossible, not that he'd have a warm welcome if he showed up back at his house. He'd probably have the authorities called on him- it'd been two years since he freed himself from the asylum, his family had probably moved on to the delusion that he was a raving madman sitting in a shopping cart somewhere. No matter. Here, at least he wasn't viewed as a total freak on the grounds that he happened to regularly converse with the local rodent population. Hell, from what he could tell, he was probably the closest thing to normal here- sans Cathy if she happened to have no special ability that he'd just never seen.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 11:48 am
((Indeed. cool Thank you for the idea, jelly-filled donut.))
Corellia, of course, couldn't care less about who felt accepted where. She knew perfectly well she was an outcast, but she was fine with that as long as no one tried to kill her.
The Something, on the other hand, fed off emotions, especially rejection, and it slid around in front of the three of them to wait just around the next corner...
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 5:10 pm
Cathy gingerly shifted her weight onto her injured leg. The pins and needles had subsided, leaving only the ache of the bruise she was sure went all the way to the bone. But the leg supported her weight - in a few more minutes she'd be able to walk without help.
"Thank you for all your help," she told Corellia and Celledor, "But I'd thought the city was deserted - where is everyone coming from?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 7:33 pm
"Ehm... wartime, no? They mayhap all be refugees, then." Corellia didn't seem too certain, but she also didn't appear to care that much.
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