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 Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 6:32 pm
Darsh glanced at Alanna, making a note to keep his eye on that one. "Undead are abundant. Dragons, these days, aren't. I've wandered to a couple of places around here. Mainly the training grounds and the graveyard, but there doesn't seem to be much happening in both."
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 6:37 pm
She mumbled to herself. "You ain't kidding.." The toothpick tower fell over and she groaned at the hard work lost. She spun around in her seat, facing Darsh and Dragon now, looking slightly disapointed. "You just have to catch people at the right hour. Or have them catch you."
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 6:38 pm
Yes, alas this place used to have a lot of dragons yet this place has slowed down a bit *he takes a sip of his wine* i remember when i first came here about two years ago...this place was full of dragons and many other creatures
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 6:41 pm
*he looks at her and frowns a bit* Aww that sucks...but don't worry that is the fun in a modle...you never get bored
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 6:47 pm
She chuckled, leaning her back against the bar. "I didn't know what i was trying to make either way. It looked like... White Castle.. or something.", her mind began to wander accompanied by a wryful grin.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 6:53 pm
"That seems to be the story everywhere," Darsh replied in a glum tone. He glanced off to the side, staring out through the window.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 6:58 pm
*he takes another sip from his glass and smiles at them both* well this place is wonderful to come home to...it has been so long...and even though many people have gone...i will still be happy with the people here
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:00 pm
She turns her attention to Darsh, tilting her head and letting her hair fall loose from behind an ear. "You'll find this place to prove itself in the future." She grinned, and hopped off the seat. "Time to part. See you fellows around.", she took a sloping stride back, saluting the two men as she did, rising once again and leaving through the front door.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:04 pm
"I shall take my leave as well. Nice meeting you both." He took something from the folds of his robes and raised it up in his hand, throwing it down to the floor. A plume of white smoke exploded around him. It would clear a moment later, but Darshendros would no longer be there.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:06 pm
*he waves to them both* nice to see you all
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:16 pm
Alex entered the bar, having changed his mind half way home. He ordered his usual drink (Dragon's Blood), and sat in his usual corner, his guitar resting on the table as he sipped on the strong drink. It was non-alcoholic, so he wasn't killing brain cells. But it had a STRONG taste to it, and warmed you up from the inside as you drank it. Alex gave a small smile and pulled out a little sketch book from his pocket, and a pencil. He started writing song lyrics down (he rarely used his small sketch pads for actual sketching).
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:24 pm
*he looks over his glasses at the new person* hello to you..i see you are useing my kinds blood for you drink
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:42 pm
Dark walked in and sat at the bar. He muttered something and was obviously quite angry.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:46 pm
Alex smiled and shook his head. "It actually isn't real Dragon's Blood. Otherwise I'd be drinking my own blood as well. It's just a drink with the name, very strong taste. It has the color of blood, but the thickness of any other drink." He smiled and held it out. "Care for a taste?" He turned his eyes on Dark. "Everything OK, Dark?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 8:05 pm
Mercina walked in and tilted her witch's hat over her eyes. She was in her leisure clothes which were just a pair of black jeans and a black dress shirt. Her boots clunked a bit against the hard floor and she sat down at a table. She didn't say anything to anyone and stayed quiet. She purposely missed the ball because she never really liked the idea of dances.
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