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 Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 1:09 am
Tor blinked, sitting uo slowly, "God ******** dammit." He threw up his hands, although somewhat painfully, "******** it ******** ******** it all. God hates me, seriously. I've talked with him often, hates my ******** guts. Has to. All this damn hating of me." He waved away to drink, "Just...walk that way before I find my lighter. Mystina, forget it."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 1:13 am
*Mystina blinked a few times* Are you sure Tor?
*Hopes Ichiro does move because she wouldn't want to be her if Tor did find the lighter....*
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 1:14 am
>>Ichiro shrugs and walks back to the bar, upending the bottle.... then the glass as she made her way. Then she turned to Mystina<<
See? That's what happened when I tried to help the pretentious b*****d. Would you like any MORE of my help? 'Cuz I've got plenty more. Perhaps I could help my boot up his butt.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 1:23 am
Tor nodded as he took a zippo lighter from one of his pockets and sent it sliding across the floor to Mystina, "Keep that. Even after I'm gone. As for you," he weakly pointed towards Ichiro, "one question. How the ******** aren't you dead, cause I'm sure as ******** you've had to have pissed at least your fair share of people off."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 1:30 am
*Mystina picks it up and looks at it* You sure Torment? It looks really nice... Thank you *smiles*
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 1:45 am
Tor nodded, "Yeah, keep it, I'm sure you'll find better uses for it than lightning fire to innocents. On that note, is there any diet squirt in the fridge? In a pale yellow can, labeled as such."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 1:49 am
*Mystina giggles and bounces* Yay! Oh I promise I won't light fire to innocents... I'll just light fires with it instead, or cook... Hehe. Thank you *smiles and bounces over to the fridge, digging around until she finds something labelled diet squirt and then bounces over to Tor, kneeling to give it to him* Here you go.... need me to open it?
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 2:03 am
He shook his head as he took it from her, but as soon as it was within his grasp he was gone, the soda dropping to the floor and beginning to explode with fizziness.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 2:22 am
>>Ichiro snapped back from her introspection to realize that the idiot was gone<<
Eh? Oh hell. I guess that's for the better.
>>Ichiro turns back around and fades away<<
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 8:48 pm
Walking in from the guest rooms, the eight-foot tall Angel, Janani, takes a peek around the main room. She's cautious about this place because it is so...strange. Unfamiliar? No... She becomes accoustomed to a place or person very easily. The Brink, however, has this odd behavior of just "plucking" individuals from who-knows-where and who-knows-when. There has to be a reason...
What is your reason? Is it the will of the owner...?
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 9:55 pm
** Enter Bard, Maggie from Ainsford, 11 **
*Bard fades in and his knees nearly give out. He grabs a table to keep himself from falling over. he takes in a deep breath*
W-welcome home...
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:00 pm
*Maggie appears next to Bard, and she quickly shifts her hand from his shoulder to put her arm around him, trying to help support him as he nearly falls*
Are ye alright? *she asks worriedly*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:04 pm
Fine.. fine... *he takes a deep breath, straightening up*
But I need to go home now... I feel like a fish out of water.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:11 pm
Aye . . *Maggie nods her understanding, pulling back slightly as he straightens. She can't help feeling a bit guilty that his trips to her time affect him like this.*
*She twists her hands together a little, sticking close by him as they move back over to the door in case he loses his balance again, and says quietly* Thank ye for coming with me . . .
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:21 pm
*Bard turns to Maggie. Lifting her chin, he leans down and kisses her* Thank you for letting me see Will again.
*he takes his key off the door, puts it in the lock and turns. Reaching out one last time he caresses Maggie's cheek*
I love you.
*with that, he turns and disappears through the doorway. It swings shut behind him*
** Exit Bard **
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