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 Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 11:54 pm
:::staring down at the floor while speaking, nearly in tears:::
This isn't a part of me that I can learn to accept...I hate it with all I have to hate with. I hated it before I knew that I could hate anything...I don't...I don't want to show it to you.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2005 12:02 am
This time instead of turning Cora's face back to his he bent to the side and down to look back up at her, This is gonna hurt tomorrow morning, "Cora, ever person has a part of them that they do not accept, or cannot accept. You think I like these horns? You think I enjoy not being able to eat normal food every day? Yu think I like having grey hair at 34? Cora, ugh" he straightened out, taking a step closer to wrap an arm around her left side, she obviously didn't want him touching the right. "Cora, I love you. You know that. I love every last bit of you. Now, unless you have some sort of disease that will wipe out the entire universe or something and you plan on using it, I'll still love you regardless of whatever this part of you that you hate actually is. Can't be too serious, knowing a general outline of your time from your descriptions. But Cora, the bottom line is this. I love every last bit of you." He pointed or touched random places, her face, her fingers, her hair, etc, as he spoke "Not just this piece here, or that one, but the whole you. Come on, what is it?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2005 10:35 am
:::His words, though they meant a lot, weren't nearly enough, in her mind, to reconcile the abomination she carried. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her head into his chest, she just wanted to hold on. She wanted to forget it all for a moment, and yet it nagged at her:::
Tacitus... I'm... :::She wasn't sure what else to say yet, but it didn't matter. Within moments, her body began to fade away, and before long she was gone:::
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 6:28 pm
**Enter Maggie**
*Maggie fades in mid-step, halting when she sees she's in the Brink once more. She looks tired, like someone who hasn't had a decent night's sleep in a while, and on edge. She stands for a moment, then, seeing no one else there, sinks into a chair, propping her elbows on the table, folds her hands together, and rests her forhead against them*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 6:32 pm
:::Cora fades in not long after Maggie. She appears seated, but stands when she sees that she's relocated:::
Maggie... :::noticing her disposition, she approaches her::: is...everything alright?
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 6:41 pm
*Maggie raises her head at the sound of Cora's voice to look at her. She's not entirely sure how to answer* Cora . . . *she pauses* E'erything is . . . e'erything is still as it e'er was, in my time.
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 6:48 pm
:::standing beside her::: Are you alright? :::Cora recall's Maggie's plee to Tavin. She'd had a long time to think about it... she realized that perhaps she couldn't understand what a mother would do for her offspring, but she also couldn't understand what good it would do to leave the brink for good...especially if Maggie had a chance to help fight the Seraphim, and win:::
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 6:54 pm
*She drops her hands to her lap* Nay, Cora . . . I canna be, with Will in danger like this.
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 6:57 pm
We're going to fight him Maggie... the Captain has taught me my skill, and I've been practicing non-stop since. He says we have a chance if we train...
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 7:06 pm
*Maggie looks away from her, frowning* ... and if he attacks outside of here, where we have no powers? *her voice tightens* If he comes after my son, in my time . . !
*she stops herself, and releases a breath* Forgive me Cora. I want te believe we can win somehow . .
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 7:11 pm
I've already mentioned that idea to the Captain. He says that the Seraphim has to come here, if he wants this place so much, he'll have to fight for it here, and we have the defensive advantage.
:::Cora wanted to say that they'd be safe inside the Brink, but she knew better...still to think that they were somehow even more defenseless in their own homes...if that were the case, why hadn't the Seraphim attacked their homes already?:::
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 7:17 pm
*Maggie is quiet for a while before responding* I thought, before, that there was no way for the Seraphim te get te our homes but through here. Now Tavin says that he's targeted Will . . . that he's gone after him once already, that Tavin was hurt stopping him. I dinna know what that means . . . if the Seraphim has found a way te get te my time. . . *she shakes her head again, this is just an absolute nightmare for her*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 7:24 pm
The Seraphim hasn't gotten to your son yet, and we have the Captain to thank for that...and he has yet to try again. It seems that reaching our worlds is not as easy for the Seraphim as we fear. :::Or... that is what he wants us to think :::
I would say to bring your son here, but that may be a tactical folly, that sort of option is best discussed with the Captain. We do not understand the true nature of the Seraphim's ability both here and outside. :::She sighed::: All I know, is that the Captain told us to train ourselves, and that is what I have been doing. :::She began walking towards the bar:::
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 7:36 pm
*Maggie's hands clench together tightly, and for a moment she looks very angry. She starts to say something . . . but then catches herself. Snapping at Cora will accomplish nothing. She takes another slow breath in and out, not saying anything for now*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 7:48 pm
:::Cora walks behind the bar, and picks up two empty beer bottles. They'd been there for a while. She walked herself over to the table Maggie sat at, and kneeled down:::
:::She flintched hesitantly, but eventually lifted her right arm and spoke into it:::
Computer, duplicate motion. :::After a confirming beep::: She placed both beer bottles on their sides, and rolled them towards the bar. As they rolled, she focused intensly on the bottle pushed by her left arm:::
:::Soon they would hit the bar. The bottle from her right arm hit:::
Clink! :::Moments later, the left:::: Clink! :::She releases a breath and seems satisfied. She sits down heavily on her knees, and keeps taking deep breathes:::
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