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 Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 11:18 pm
*Tavin stops, thinking hard. After a minute or so he shakes his head*
No. It just isn't physically possible. Her body simply isn't equipped to handle your time. The air you breath, the food you eat, the water you drink... The entire lifestyle your culture embraces.... It would be poison to her. Such things develop over the course of centuries... and the human body develops with it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 11:26 pm
There's got to be some way... if we vaccinated her? Built up her tolerances...? Something???
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 11:30 pm
Bard... Its not that simple. There are funadamental differences in how her body works. How things are proccessed.... I'm sorry.... But if you she were to stay in your time for an extended period..... She would be carrying out a death sentance.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 11:46 pm
*Bard slumps, crestfallen*
I.. I just wanted her.. and Will...
*he looks up and notices Tavin has disappeared. Heaving a small sigh, he walks over to the board, selects his key, unlocks the door and steps through*
** Exit Bard **
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 5:51 pm
Malazar fades in in the middle of a lecture, gesturing at a now non-present display with a book in his other hand.
"...and here you see the... Oh, well I guess class is excused for the moment. Make sure to read pages 1125-1145 for tomorrow quiz."
Malazar smiles at his own little joke and sets the book down on a table. He stretches hugely and rolls his neck to get out the kinks.
"Nice timing too."
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 6:32 pm
:::Cora enters from the hall. She stands at the edge of the hall and the main room, and realizes who is there. She heaves a sigh, becoming accustomed to the idea that she's probably running into people for a reason. She stands there a moment, quietly:::
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 6:41 pm
Malazar grins and gets out a second glass to set by the one he had just placed on the bartop. His back is to Cora, so it might be a bit surprising when he addresses her.
"Hello Cora, would you like a drink?"
He pours his own full of fruit juice.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 6:49 pm
:::She stepped forward a few steps. She wasn't sure if he knew what she looked like. She wondered how he knew it was her by just her presence, but then again, he'd been good at that sort of thing in the past::::
Water.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 6:53 pm
He stops.
"......Oh hell."
Malazar sighs heavily, his shoulders droping and his head bowing. Its as if his young form aged in a heart-beat simply through these actions. He woodenly pours water in the glass and turns hesitantly, almost as if he didn't want to see what he already knew.
"Oh blood and bloody ashes Cora..."
His eyes look... old, as he hands the glass to her.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 6:56 pm
:::She doesn't show much expression as she takes the glass from him. She imagines that he understands the circumstances from his reaction:::
It's alright now...it's almost over.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 7:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 7:12 pm
"Oh gods Cora, you should have let us help... They... they..."
He shakes minutely, and the glass shatters in his hand. He peers at the shards of glass and wipes them off his hand.
"How much did they take?"
((Evening Bard. crying Please, tell me what is wrong with dropping a death squad into an unsuspecting civilization?))
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 7:12 pm
((lol...you should have just shot her and put her out of her misery))
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 7:15 pm
:::She gulps down the entire glass of water, in a most efficient swig. When she catches her breathe, she looks down at the glass solemnly:::
All of it...in just days.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 7:18 pm
Malazar walks over and give Cora a hug. No hems or haws, and no words either.
After a few moments he backs up and looks her in the eyes.
"You never mentioned, what color is your sun?"
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