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 Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:19 pm
:::She shook her head:::
I...I don't know.
I don't know. I am... I...
:::Cora's conception of time was erased. She was not programmed to know what day, or month, or year it was...she was just starting to realize that time even existed at all:::
I don't know!
Where... where am I?
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:25 pm
.... The Brink, lass.... *Cross was pleased to see she was talking more.... but he still felt something deep... troubling was it because mr. lucas was there.... that should make him feel better right? cross didn't understand..... he longed for the bottle.. but this wasn't the time...*
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:26 pm
*Luke goes alert. She's flipping out.*
*He struggles to keep his voice level.* You're in the Brink, Slim. *It feels so out of place calling her that, when she doesn't look anything like the Cora he's known.*
*Luke tries to keep her calm.* It's okay. We're safe here. It's gonna be okay... *She looks so different... He keeps his hand on her shoulder.*
*Luke blinks and turns to Cross. He sends the Captain a worried glance. Upset, he puts up his hands like - I dunno. I dunno what's going on.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:30 pm
*cross slips behind the bar... reaches for the bottle of rum... then notices a bottle behind it..... Chardonnay.... 1896.. cross takes it... and a glass..... then hands it to luke...*..... if it doesn't jog her memory mate.... ittle atleast help sooth her nerves..... he crakes a weak smile... steady on lad.. ye're doin' better than I.... she's run into some trouble.... I've seen ths look..... but ye can snap her out o'it.... least wise better than I could. *cross moves beyond them then pulls a chair for himself and plops down... watching them... the rum still unattended..*
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:31 pm
:::She looked over at Cross, recongizing him from the night before, but also recognizing him from so long ago...
She looked back up at Luke:::
The Brink...the brink...of time... :::She looks down at the floor and begins to audibly sob:::
Why...? why... I don't know. I don't know.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:34 pm
*Luke takes the wine from Cross. He looks up at him for a moment. He nods at the encouragement.* Thanks....
*He turns back as Cora continues to talk...and sobs.*
*Luke feels something pull inside him. Christ, she's crying. Who did this to her? Who's responsible for making her cry like this?? How did--- There's a million questions racing through his mind.*
*Still holding the wine in his hand, Luke moves forward to comfort her, to hold her.... It's always worked before.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:41 pm
:::Without any thought involved, her arms wrap around him as well. She continues to cry, horribly confused. She tried to speek in between sobs, but it was hard enough to speek while she was calm:::
Luke... I don't know... who. I am...
:::She tightened her embrace:::
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:41 pm
*cross whatches her hold her..... it stabs through him... a pang that he didn;t feel before.... but something pulling at him.... but then.. what did it matter anyway... she was better off... since he appearenttly wasn't long for his earth.. and Mr. Lucas and she went further back.... and... why was he thinking on this..... and why was the rum so damnably far away? still he doesn't move..*
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:46 pm
*cross intones slowly*..... yer Cora Serenis..... Officer.....first class... House of El...
*he tehn stands up and walks over to them. then cracks a smile... but it still sounds lie a place of questionable morals t'me....*he's smiling but one look in his eye could tell a man how unhappy he is..*
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:50 pm
*Luke could feel Cora clutching onto him, as if for dear life.*
*It doesn't make any sense... Luke continues hold her as she cries. God, it's like a bad dream, some kind of sick joke. But for all purposes, it's as real as anything else that's happened in the Brink...*
*At the thought that what is happening is real - that this reality is Cora - he clenches his eyes shut. Again, he asks.* God...what happened, Cora?
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 9:50 pm
((Hi-ya! I'm the new girl around here, so...if I do something wrong, you should feel more than free to tell me 3nodding In anycase...you can ask me to try again later if you feel I'm intruding... sweatdrop I'd just like to try get my introduction, soon... Umm... Hi! Oh! I appologize before I do anything that's a no-no 3nodding ))
A rather tall girl, standing over 8' tall and looking like she could take on Arnold Schwartzineger (sp?) without batting an eye, blinks in. She's not even paying attention, it would seem, to where she's going. It should obvious she doesn't know she's just come into the Brink. Happily playing with her Kitty Plushie, the Celestial girl...plows into a wall O_o That...had to hurt. Almost screaming, the girl falls backwards and onto her rump. Blinking a few times, she looks up to the wall she'd just run into.
That...wasn't there before...
Her face becomes flush with embarassment, as does the rest of her expossed, dark skin. Her purple hair severely contrast her vestigial-looking Angelic wings. She doesn't look like much of a Celestial if she can't even fly...considering how small her wings are for her considerable bulk. As any Celestial, however, she has uncanny beauty. Unlike most, she really doesn't seem concerned with what she's wearing. She has enough for decency, but that's...really about it. She's yet to notice anybody else in the room.
((I appologize, once more, if this is unwelcome sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 10:00 pm
:::Holding on to him tight:::
I...don't...know...
:::She just keeps sobbing:::
((Welcome to the brink!! Sorry you came in at such a moment...hehe. My character can't really greet yours, she's a little...crazy right now. But, this is a little bit of history your watching. ^_^ ))
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 10:11 pm
((Hey, Janani! Welcome to the Brink! blaugh ))
*Luke watches her bawl.... He can't think of a thing he can say or do to make her stop crying.*
*They stand there for a few more minutes, as thoughts rush through Luke's mind. He needs to know what happened. He needs to know how she got this way. Or at least. At least, he thought he did.*
*For a moment, Luke thinks about someone's needs besides his own. What did Cora need? He looked down at her. She needed to stay in the Brink. She needed to rest...*
*Luke pulls away to go and get her key.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 10:15 pm
:::She let out a small yelp as he tried to pull away. It was unintended...and so was her grip around him tightening. She had suffered so much seperation:::
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 10:19 pm
*cross just watches idoly.... finally registering the newcomers... he had caught a glimps of another person at the bar but in the confusion and his focus on cora, hadn't noticed her.... nor the tall giant of a woman with.....wings...? this place was getting stranger by the visit...*
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