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 Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 10:59 pm
:::looks down at the floor, over to the side, and back...not sure what to say:::
Uhm... here? Nothing really. I've been talking to Luke. And...I was just told about the Seraphim...I don't really understand it...
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 11:02 pm
"The Seraphim?" He blinked, trying to remember, not everything was clear. He thought for a moment, mumbling the name to himself, "OH! The Seraphim! Nasty guy, if I do say so myself. I don't think he can actually be from Heaven, can't be a true Seraphim. Nothing that nasty can be truly divine. Anything in particular I can help with?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 11:05 pm
:::He's got plenty of questions, but no one from within the brink would understand about his time...and nor was he prepaired to tell them too much...:::
No...I'm..just concerned for everyone. :::he looks away:::
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 11:08 pm
He straightened up slightly, "Hey, come on now. We've had this guy riding our asses for as long as I can remember. I think we've been able to hold up pretty well so far. I mean, no one's died yet, have they? Have they?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 11:09 pm
...:::looking away:::
...he attacked Maggie, and her son. If Tavin hadn't been there to stop it, the Seraphim may have succeeded...
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 11:11 pm
His jovial attitude faded instantly at his hesitation, stolen away by his words. He looked down for a moment, taking a breath, "You know if she's ok?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 11:13 pm
Yeah...she appeared here after the incident. She was scratched and bruised quite badly, but nothing seemed serious. THe poor woman was scared out of her wits. We took care of her, last I saw, Bard took her to rest.
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 11:16 pm
He let out a relieved sigh, "At least she's ok..." He slumped down onto his hands again, "Wait....he attacked her son as well? He's never been here...but then..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 11:19 pm
No...the attack was in her time. The Seraphim appeared where Maggie lives...and so did Tavin apparen...
:::Kal fades out midword, still confused as all get out. As if he didn't have enough on his mind...now all this:::
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 11:40 pm
He felt a twinge of horror for a moment, and then realized The Seraphim could access anyone's time, and if that were so, then the opposite might be true. Tac smirked at the thought of meeting the b*****d in his own time. He pulled the aged Orcus from the damaged holster, no longer carrying his weapons on his outer thighs, for the moment. He gently kissed the damage weapon, "You will live again, old friend. You will live again and you WILL drink the blood of so called angels." He walked towards the door, grabbed his key, and in moments, after a last long look at the bar, drinking it in, he was gone.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2005 8:22 pm
*Luke appears sitting on a stool at the bar. He has his hand out, where it had been resting on a steering wheel.*
*He jumps a little and blinks. He turns around to look at the Brink.*
*Luke sighs and supposes he'll get comfortable. He sits there, bored and a little irritated...*
*Finally, an idea hits him. Maggie would still be resting, unless she'd faded out. With nothing else to occupy himself with, he goes to check on her...*
*Exit Luke to Guest Rooms.*
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2005 10:16 pm
*Luana fades in on top of one of the tables, twirling in the center with her arms outstretched. Droplets of water glisten in her hair and leave spots on her t-shirt. When she realizes that she is in the Brink, and no longer enjoying the rain, she climbs off the table.*
Oh, wow. Am I the only one here?
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2005 10:22 pm
*Fades in and looks around* Luana! *bounces*
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2005 10:29 pm
[Ichiro materializes as if in a sitting position and falls readily to the floor. Ichiro is decked out in a red jumpsuit, and black shoes and gloves. All bear some sort of military insignia, leaving no guess as to the profession this one holds. The visor of Ichiro's helmet is dark and reflective, leaving no features to be seen. After the initial shock of falling, Ichiro gets up slowly and looks around. Three letters immediately come to mind- P.O.W.]
Oh... ******** me.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2005 10:29 pm
*Smiles at the bouncing faery.* Hi, Mystina. How are you doing?
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