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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:27 pm
I love ye, too . .. *she whispers after him, even though he's already gone*
*She stands there a moment longer, closing her hand over the pendant Tavin gave to her, praying silently. After a little while, she starts to flicker, and fades back to her own time*
**Exit Maggie**
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 2:35 pm
:::Cora enters the main room from the guest room hall. She feels as though it's been days again, though in actuallity it may only have been moments. She still has not eaten in days, and though she has no desire to repeat an experience like her last, she needs to try to find food. She heads quickly for the bar:::
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 2:40 pm
**Enter Maggie**
*Maggie fades in, mid-step, her arms held out as though she's carrying something* Aye, I'll get the - oh! *she comes to a halt, realizing she's in the Brink. Glancing around, she sees somebody else there, though it's nobody she recognizes. She calls out politely to greet the woman* Good day te ye, there.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 2:44 pm
:::Cora's head darts up when she hears a voice. As she feared...a glimmer or recognition flared. Her eyes went wide... it was Maggie.
She opened her mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say...Maggie didn't recognize her, naturally. Perhaps it was to her advantage. She looked from side to side, then back at Maggie. Not sure what to do. She just looked sad:::
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 2:49 pm
*Maggie takes a few steps over towards the bar, tilting her head to study the woman. There's something familiar about her, but she can't place it. Still, she can tell she looks upset* Are ye alright, M'Lady . . ?
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 2:56 pm
:::Cora's doing everything she can to stop from bursting into tears... Maggie hasn't changed a bit, but she'd turned into a moster.:::
:::A few more moments of silence and uncertaintly passed... and then her tummy rumbled:::
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 2:59 pm
*Maggie just keeps looking at her, wondering what she can do to help . . . and then hears her stomach growling* Oh, Heavens . . . ye must be hungry. *she moves forward towards the bar again, offering* Can I help ye find something te eat?
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 3:00 pm
:::She keeps her eyes on Maggie all the while, and just nods slowly:::
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 3:06 pm
*Maggie starts to rummage behind the bar to see what she can find, though she's not really familiar with the sort of bar food Tavin tends to keep on hand. Still, she thinks to herself, she could always try to bring something in . . .*
Is there . . . something ye like te eat, especially? *she asks, hoping she might be able to coax some sort of response from her*
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 3:12 pm
:::She wasn't sure how to respond...she knew what Maggie could do, but she could only remember one thing, and it was already hard enough not to cry without the memories flooding back:::
:::She looked down at the floor:::
Apple. :::Her voice choked as she said it:::
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 3:16 pm
An apple? *Maggie echoes.* I can get one for ye . . . *she closes her eyes in concentration, able to bring the fruit in without too much effort now. When it appears in her hands, she holds it out to the woman . . . and in doing so gets a very intense feeling of deja vu.* Here ye are . . . *she angles her head to try and get a better look at her face*
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 3:25 pm
:::She took the apple from Maggie, and that was all it took. Her head hung low, and she began to cry, she didn't feel strong enough to event lift the apple to take a bite. What was the point? She didn't know what to do with herself anymore...:::
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 3:31 pm
Oh, heavens . . ! *By this point, Maggie's very confused by her behavior . . . but the poor woman is practically sobbing. Maggie may not understand why, but she doesn't need to to at least offer her whatever comfort she can*
*She reaches out to rest a hand on her shoulder, tentatively at first, but when she doesn't pull away, Maggie starts to rub her back gently* There now . . . can ye tell me what has upset ye so . . ? Whate'er it is, perhaps there's something that can be done te help, somehow . . .
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 3:33 pm
:::She manages to cover her face with her free hand, and just shakes her head as she sobs:::
There is nothing that anyone can do, Maggie:::
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 3:39 pm
*Maggie blinks in surprise* . . . ye know my name? Who . . . *still keeping one arm around her, Maggie squints to study her closely. The shape of her face, her voice . . . the apple . . .. * Nay, it canna be . . . *her voice comes out barely above a whisper*
*But once the thought occurs to her, she can't shake it. The more she looks at her, the more she realizes she must be looking at . . * . . . Cora . . ?
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