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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 1:44 pm
Westley shrugs as he eats his sandwich and fruit, "I don't know. Maybe, but I really don't care much. I just wanna be here to relax, don'tcha know."
((Ooc: Mr.Ownage's right this time round, Star. I meant the RP profile, not the account profile.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 2:42 pm
"I know how you feel," Darian replies, "I'm Darian, by the way."
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 6:09 pm
The tawny haired teen continues to eat his food for a bit before realizing that he is being talked to.
"Huh? Oh, Darian. Nice name," he replies then turns back to his food, forgetting to say his own name.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 7:12 pm
"And you are?" Darian says with mock impatiance. If there was on skill that he found useful for messing with people it was his ability to pretend to be annoyed or offended.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 7:43 pm
He lifts his face to look at the elf through his glasses, "And why would you want to know? What if I said I wanted to remain miscellaneous?"
He shakes his head, "That's not what I meant. I mean, nameless?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 7:52 pm
"Annonymous?" Darian offers, guessing that the man had been trying to think of an other term for nameless or unknown.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 7:56 pm
"Yeh, whatever," the tawny haired guy says, standing up.
He has finished his meal and takes the dishes to the sink. After washing the dishes quickly, he turns away.
He says over his shoulder as he walks, "I'm off to the sauna area. I mean, snow shouldn't affect having a good time."
Westley purrs contently to himself, "And it's one of the warmest spots of the whole darned resort, too."
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 8:08 pm
Darian says nothing in responce but thinks, "Perhaps snow should not, but I doubt I'll be able to have a good time anyways."
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 8:13 pm
Westley gets to the spa area and, changing into a fitting outfit for the sauna, slips into the sauna. He lets the stem surround him and he releases his claws because they had started hurting him during breakfast.
"You'd think, after so many years, that I'd be used to this," he purrs to himself before scratching himself on the head.
Relaxing, he cleans up his hands and claws before closing his eyes gently.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 1:38 pm
Lael watches Westly leave. "He was... Interesting, wasn't he?" she says.
((Ah... Oops. I should have known that. I'll go check out his character now.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 3:24 pm
"He seems a little jumpy," Darian remarks, "Or didn't you notice?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 3:40 pm
"I did notice," Lael says. "I wonder why."
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 4:21 pm
"He's probably the only one one who could tell us," Darian replies, "And I'm not sure he plans to any time soon."
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 4:29 pm
"No, I suppose he probably isn't." She shrugs.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 4:47 pm
"Hmm... I wonder where the staff are? I mean, did they get lost in this mess? It's posible, I guess," Westley mutters to himself before locking the door.
"Luckily this is a two person sauna," he purrs, slipping into the steam and into his cougar form, "Very good."
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