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 Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:06 pm
*Tavin nods*
You call yourself K while here, but your full name is Kal. Not very original, but sufficient.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:11 pm
"You can blame my mother for that one." He sighed. "Well, I'm honored to have you all refer to me informally. Anyway, there are some things I mean to ask you. I know that time here is very skewed, or non existant, but I assumed it was one of the other"
He wracked his brain for a moment, trying to figure out how to put things into words. "First of all, I've never heard anything at all about a Seraphim, or about the Brink being under attack. I thought that naturally, things have happened here since their documentation in my time...but...if that's true..."
He pauses, a bit of pain along with his confusion "Why is she still here? And...why the hell is she a cop? No one ever told us she was a cop"
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:16 pm
*Tavin shakes his head*
The easiest explanation is typically the best. Have you considered the possibility that you have not been told everything? If you find a discrepancy, its best to follow it to its source. Inevitably, you find the reason.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:19 pm
"That makes sense..." He looked away, still very upset. "But, why would they lie to us...to us? Don't we deserve to know? After everything we've been through..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:22 pm
You ask a question that you can answer just as easily yourself. Quite obviously, someone believes that no, you do not deserve to know. But who and what would be gained by doing so? As C. Lewis once wrote, "Curiouser, and curiouser."
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:26 pm
With a bit of anger in his voice. "The elders don't know that I'm here...but I have a feeling I'm going to have to have a nice long chat with them" He looks up at Tavin, another thing on his mind. "One more question...has she shown up yet?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:27 pm
*Tavin smiles*
By she, you mean.........
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:28 pm
He rolls his eyes. "You know who I mean. If I'm here."
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:29 pm
Vince sipped at the bottle of beer, glancing over to the goings on between K and other's, taking a small drag of his cigarette, letting the smoke out towards the grouping, as if snorting out his disapprovalof being all up in arms about such a minute thing.. He sighed and turned back aound, letting out a loww muttering of words. "Stupid people and their "friends." Stupid premise."
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:32 pm
I know what you mean? I'm not a mindreader, despite what you MAY have heard.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:43 pm
He raises and eyebrow, enlightened. "Oh...you don't? We're certainly under the impression that you can." He sighs... "I'm sure I'll find out for myself sooner or later anyway. I have a feeling that I'm right though."
He lingers a moment, as though he has more to say, but doesn't. "I'm gonna go check on Cora."
As we walks away, he looks back. A sadness in his voice. "Tavin, you knew her...before she... What was she like?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:45 pm
*Tavin smiles*
Talk to her yourself. Get to know her as she is now. She hasn't changed.... yet. If you want to know who she was, this is your opportunity to discover it first hand.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:48 pm
He turns his chin, confused, and in a moment, turns all the way around. He seems really out of the loop on this one.
"But...she's not here"
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:52 pm
*Tavin looks at K intently*
Perhaps not...... at least perhaps she isn't in the manner that you were taught that she was.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2005 9:54 pm
Vincent rose, having finished his beer and cigarette, lighting another as hhis wing flared out, expanding about ten feet out, fluttering softly as a single feather sllid down through the air, landing on the ground softly. he stretched quietly, as if trying to get rid of some pain. Still muttering to himself, this time not loud enough to be heard.
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