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 Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 6:07 am
He gently hugs her back, "I wish I could do something about your dress..." He lowered his head as he lay on the floor, "...you smell nice..."
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 6:09 am
*blinks, realizing she doesn't have anything on, and continues to hug him* I have plenty others, and.... hm? oh, thank you *giggles* you smell nice too.... *rubs his back a little as she hugs him*
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 6:15 am
Tac's hands drifted over her body as he pulled away from the hug, almost trembling. He couldn't....not even a hug. He loved Cora. He couldn't do this, not again. He roughly bolted up, nearly tripping over and stepping on Mystina, heading for the door to find his key, he couldn't stay here.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 6:21 am
*tilts her head a little and watches him* Bye Tac, again, I'm so sorry for causing you trouble.... *watches him, assuming that, this time, she didn't do anything wrong because he didn't kick her or anything*
*Realizes, she doesn't know how to leave to other peoples world, so suddenly grabs onto Tac's leg*
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 6:29 am
Tac was in a hurry and didn't notice her latch ointo him, fumbling with his key and opening the door, passing through and only realizing he had a poassenger afterwards.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 6:46 am
*Exits with Tac, storyline is being continued elsewhere, in his temple, Here *
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 9:02 am
:::Cora fades into the brink flashing a small light from her cuff, she seemed to be inspecting something, but of course it was gone now. She shut off the light. She did the routine; looked around and saw no one there, got out her locket and put it on, and then searched for something to practice her abilities with. She picked up a couple of beer mugs and went to it:::
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 4:28 pm
:::After hours of steady practice, Cora decides to have one last toss before taking a quick break:::
:::She takes the large beer mug and tosses it 7 or 8 feet above her head. As it descends it does not speed up. It's rate of exceleration doesn't exists with Cora's hold on it. She sticks out her hand as it reaches her again, and slows it just enough so that the mug stops for a little less than a second before falling back in her hand:::
She smiles to herself. She's not even that winded.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 4:38 pm
** Enter Bard from Guest Rooms, 39 **
*Bard wanders in whistling an old showtune. He sees Cora and breaks into a goofy grin*
Why officer Serenis, good morning!
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 4:43 pm
:::Cora smiles at Bard, bouncing the mug in her palm:::
Hello Bard... Catch! :::She hurls the beer mug dirrectly at Bard's chest. But as it reaches a foot from him, it slows and hovers there, and will for as long as she can hold it:::
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 4:47 pm
*Bard reaches out reflexively to catch it, but then, as the mug simply hovers there, he draws his hand back in wonder.*
Cora... *he peers at the mug closely* Cora, that's remarkable! Is this a Brink power? Amazing!
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 4:51 pm
:::Cora's eyes squint and her body trembles. She flintches:::
Nygh...! :::The mug falls towards the floor, Bard having not plucked it from the air. She catches herself, but bends over forwards, resting her palms on her knees, breathing heavily:::
:::pant, pant::: It's getting there.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 4:57 pm
*Bard darts out a hand, catching the mug before it hits the ground. Seeing Cora is obviously exhausted, he moves to her side in case she needs a hand*
You okay? Need a seat?
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 5:00 pm
:::Standing up straight and, controlling her breath:::
I will be alright. But yes, let's sit. I've been at it for what feels like many hours.
:::She smiles, still a little winded::: I could use some wine.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 5:03 pm
*Bard draws a chair out for Cora* You sit. I'll get the wine.
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