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 Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2004 3:33 pm
Robyn's eyes widened as she saw the coins, rapidly shaking her head, delving suddenly inside her pocket with one hand. Fishing out the one item she had left, she half offered it to Maggie, keeping her neko fang bit down lightly onto her lip. She held a small hankerchief, hand embroided, with a large rg imprinted accross one side with a few spiral's of ice patterns swirling around.
'in a trade atleast...' she half whisperd, slipping her hankie into Maggies palm, as she blinked into her friends gaze. She slid the few coin's into her pocket, before removing her palm, leaving the hankerchief pressed into her palm.
'its not much...but its all i have...please youve been so kind and..'
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2004 3:38 pm
*hesitates, but then nods in understanding, knowing that holding on to one's own dignity can be as important as having enough money* A fair trade then *smiles, tucking the hankerchief away safely* I'll keep it safe for ye. *begins to fade out, and sighs, sorry to be going* I'll keep ye in my thoughts, friend. I know 'twill work out for you. Dinna lose hope.
*is gone*
[ack, must scoot to class! catch ya another time!]
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2004 4:13 pm
Robyn almost reached out for a few moments as she left, nodding a little, before letting her palm slide back towards her side. Her gaze fell around, looking towards the air, wondering when she would eventually be transported back to her home. Somewhere she didn't certainly want to be for the time being. So she pushed the crib over towards the bar, sitting down at her husbands side, before half curling up upon his lap. Her tail gave a small flick, wrapping around tavin's ankle, before she finally settled.
'i don't know what happened...but...i love you tavin gallowsraven...' Robyn finally whispered, settleing at his side, nuzzleing her head into his chest as she fell asleep along side him. Seeming shattered too, the twin's having drifted off into a deep sleep, alongside their mother. Which was rare.
((ooc: yeah i best grab some sleep too!))
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2004 6:40 pm
*As Torment blinked in, sitting at one of the tables, he seemed to be working on something rather small, most likely of the size of a bottle cap or ring. He grabbed his right hand quickly as he arrived and winced in ******** hell..."
*The magical properties containing the magic item stored in his fist were canceled out, forcing it back to normal size as it clattered over the table and hit the floor with a thud. It was nearly half his height and seemed to be quite heavy by the loud thud it made hitting the ground. He rubbed his hand for a moment before looking around and standing up. He quietly talked to himself as he strode over to the ather large rod type item.*
"Haven't been here for a while. Last time I remember stoppi...."
*He stopped short as he picked up the item and gazed over to the bar.*
"Feh..."
*He made no other sounds besides the clomping of his boots as he turned and looked over some things he had not seen before. There was a door, but it was different now, no longer where it ha dbeen. A board with keys... He walked over to inspect them for a moment before noticing the passageway to the Library, unable to see very far down it. He made his way towards it, realizing the possibilities of such a place in his endevors for perfection.*
((and no, not personal perfection...))
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:01 pm
*flickers in, and once she's taken a moment to adjust to the change in surroundings, heads down the corridor towards the living quarters*
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:10 pm
*returns from the hallway carrying a bundle of sheets and blankets with a small sewing kit perched on top and deposits the lot on a tabletop* Let's see now . . . *lays the fabric out neatly, sits down, opens the sewing kit, and sets to work*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:11 pm
*fades in sitting at a table, engrossed in a novel*
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:21 pm
*glances up from her sewing, and freezes as she sees Bard there, letting the needle drop from her fingers onto the tabletop* *closes her eyes quickly, then opens them again, wondering if she can trust what she sees* B . . . Bard?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:26 pm
*looks up from his book and smiles amiably*
Hello, Miss!
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:32 pm
*looks at him, puzzled at first, then frowns, recalling that Tavin had recently had trouble with losing memories of people* Ehm . . . greetings to ye . . . *rises and starts towards him, but pauses halfway, unsure of what to say*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:36 pm
Maggie?
*sits up, putting on a false smile to hide the concern in his eyes*
Err, everything's all right, I trust?
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:47 pm
*lets out a breath, feeling foolish for jumping to the wrong conclusion* Aye, all's well, truly . . . 'tis only that I'm startled to see ye. *flustered, she's speaking a bit quickly* 'Tis been such a long time since . . . and last we'd heard of ye . . . *laughs a little, more to relieve her own tension than out of humor* Well, I daresay it only matters ye're well and here now, and I . . . I'm glad to see ye! *smiles and crosses the rest of the way over towards him*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:50 pm
*laughs and stands up.*
Miss, I'm.... not sure what to say. I just saw you this morning and... oh... yes...
*runs his hands through his hair*
... I'd forgotten. Time is different here... I suppose... perhaps.... it wasn't just this morning for you? Has it been very long for you?
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:53 pm
*nods* I just . . . stopped coming here, for nearly a year. I'd near convinced myself 'twas all a dream 'til I came back a few days ago.
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 6:57 pm
A whole year.... thats....
*smiles faintly*
You look wonderful. You haven't changed at all. I mean that. It's still in short term memory. *taps his temple*
How is your son?
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