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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 6:05 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 4:55 am
Shy smiled. "Of course you were. I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Alice." Shy said, crooning. He walked over to the two fae who nodded at Elizabeth, a little bit more closely guarded.
Some fae were nice, friendly. Others were arrogant and secretive about their own race.
"Shy." one said, nodding as Howl handed him two folders. Shy gave one to Elizabeth, and scanned through his own version. Oddly enough, Shy's seemed (at first peek) a lot more longer and complex.

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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 5:04 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 5:13 am
Shy took this chance to murmur something to Howl, who nodded his head, casting a surprised look at Milly's direction. Both fae smiled almost conspiratorially, and Shy, satisfied with this, turned back to his two guests.
"Now." he said pleasantly. "Why don't we move back to my office?" he asked.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 5:18 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 5:22 am
Shy smiled, nodding his head. Instead of going the way they had come, he took another, much shorter route. It was as if he had circled the entire lab to get to this point.
A hop, skip and a jump away, Shy opened the doors into his office, the food from the outside having been neatly rearranged on the table before them.
((slowly time to start wrapping things up? XD))
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 5:29 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 2:21 am
Shy smiled. "We will make an appointment, to treat your phobia. One were we can deal with it right away." He was a cocky one, he was. "Free a weekend up for me." he arched a brow. Unless of course, Elizabeth didn't trust him? That was a completely different issue.
He smiled at Alice. Looking at his desk, he picked up at paper weight in the shape of a pointed shell. Inside, was a twisted bit of... well, of something that looked like a miniature aurora borealis (?).
"Do you like it?" he asked, and flicked it to her.
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