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 Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:10 pm
:::He turns his head to the side, and recognizes the voice and the face. He manages a half-hearted smile for her.
Oh hi Luana. Long time no see. :::He turns on his bar stool::: How have you been? Have you been here long since we last met?
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:22 pm
*Luana tries to smile, but can't. Does he know the truth about this place? She walks over to him, trying to decide how to answer.*
I'm okay, I guess. I haven't been around much, really. Probably a good thing too. This place might put you back in the same time that it pulls you from, but it's not always easy to pick up where you left off. Know what I mean?
What about you?
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:27 pm
:::He smirks:::
Heh. Tell me about it! It feels like everytime I come here, skeletons pop up. :::mostly to himself::: Something's not right...
Oh...but there I go. I don't mean to be a downer. :::He picks up his smile again::: We should just be glad to be.
Would you like some wine? :::He gets up to pour a glass or two:::
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:34 pm
*Luana thinks for a second. She probably seems a little more tense than usual, and the wine might help that. Then again, she's on a mission given to her by an angel, and she shouldn't blow it.*
Well... Okay, but just one. *She finally manages a smile.* So is there anyone else around, or is it just you and me?
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:38 pm
:::He finally smiles big when she accepts, and begins to pour her a glass of red as well:::
Just you and me, Luana. As far as a I can see.
:::He picks up the glasses and walks to the other side of the bar. He hands one to her, and sits down at a stool:::
:::He takes his first sip, readjusting to the strength, and then looks back at her, with some curiosity:::
Something on your mind?
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:50 pm
*She takes the glass and sits on the stool next to his.*
A little something, yeah. *She takes a sip. Normally she doesn't drink, but her parents let her have a glass or two at their dinner parties, so she's used to it. She holds up the glass to examine the wine.* There's just been a lot of weird things going on since the first time I showed up here. That's all.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:52 pm
Same here... :::He clinks his glass with her's in a toast-like fashion:::
I feel like my whole life has been jumbled up since I started coming here.
:::Shakes his head a little:::
How about you?
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:59 pm
Jumbled is one way to say it. As if it wasn't enough to ballance home, school, a social life and a couple of projects. This place has thrown me off a little, but everything happens for a reason.
*She takes another sip, and thinks for a moment about the weight around her neck.*
So, where are you from?
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:02 pm
Heh... Such a simple question...
:::He sips his wine, and thinks about telling her. She wasn't in any of the books...she'd have nothing to do with it... and...it would be nice to have someone to confide in, that wouldn't mess up the cosmos, or whatever might happen by telling people the future:::
Luana... I'm from a time far ahead of yours. It's kind of, a secret. I haven't wanted to tell too many people here because, it involves them.
:::He looks at the ground for a minute:::
I'm not even sure I should be telling you...
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 7:09 pm
*A future that involves other Brink people, but not me? Her questions now come because of her own curiosity, the talk with the angel being pushed to the back of her mind.*
I understand. You wouldn't want to screw up the time line by giving people information that they aren't supposed to have. How far in the future do you live?
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 7:12 pm
Well, from here, obviously no where. But from you... You're from the 20th or 21st century, correct me if I'm wrong.
:::he does a quick calculation:::
That puts me about 1000 years ahead of you.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 7:21 pm
Early 21st century. *sets down the glass* I can only imagine what it must be like.
*Luana suddenly remembers Kara.* You know, I think I met someone else who claimed to be from the future, but her name isn't really coming to me. Maybe you two are from around the same time.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 7:22 pm
:::He looks down at his wine, smirking to himself:::
Was she a b***h?
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 7:24 pm
Well, uh, she was... *laugh* Yeah, I guess you could say that. You know her?
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 7:25 pm
:::Nodding slowly, same grin on his face, still looking down at his wine:::
Yyyeeaup. That's my sister, Kara.
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