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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 7:43 pm
Margem "You sure you don't want anything else?" Wendy asks as she paces the floor again. If only there were more customers... hmm... well i'll try get more people here and tell people about you and i'm sure I don't want anything right now kinda in a bad mood she says softly-
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 7:51 pm
The brunette sighs before sitting at a table, in a plush chair, "That would help a lot since I just opened up here and don't know many people."
She pauses before saying, "Do you wanna talk about whatever's keeping you in your slump? ..your bad mood, I mean."
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 7:54 pm
Hmm... she looks over at her with her pale red eyes and holds a Phoniex feather that is small because it goes on a necklace and holds it out in front of her- she pauses for a second then speaks " this was a gift when I was 7 years old befor my father and dad died or so I think that did because the whole town was burnt down, I still don't know what it glows at times and it bugs me that the fact they are maybe still alive? I don't know maybe i'm crazy and have to much hope.
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 8:11 pm
Reman gets up from the chair and sits across from the girl. She looks at the necklace, keeping her hands to herself in case the girl is easily offended.
"A Phoenix feather... I've heard so much of Phoenixes but never have seen one, personally," she whistles lowly.
She snaps out of her thoughts before saying gently, "Keep hoping, dear. One has to hope no matter the circumstance. That's the way the heart lives, with hope."
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 9:27 pm
Margem Reman gets up from the chair and sits across from the girl. She looks at the necklace, keeping her hands to herself in case the girl is easily offended. "A Phoenix feather... I've heard so much of Phoenixes but never have seen one, personally," she whistles lowly. She snaps out of her thoughts before saying gently, "Keep hoping, dear. One has to hope no matter the circumstance. That's the way the heart lives, with hope." Hope... I don't have no hope and this heart barly trustes " she gets up from her seat and just stands there looking away from the girl" whats your name anyway she says softly
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 11:39 pm
"I am Wendy Reman," the brunette replies, "And you are?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 8:17 am
Margem "I am Wendy Reman," the brunette replies, "And you are?" I'm Sin Haku," she says in a soft tone".
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 10:18 am
"Nice to meet you, Sin Haku," Wendy says kindly, "Feel free to stay here as long as you wish."
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:41 pm
The elf had been listening to the conversation between the two women. Wendy was right, he just had to have hope. He would see his love again, fate would not bring them together so many times just to split them apart.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 2:43 pm
The brunette notices how the elf has finished his lemonade.
She excuses herself from Sin Haku and asks, coming politely up to him, "Did you want more lemonade, Mr. Moonleaf?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 3:04 pm
"No, thank you." the elf replies, "I would like to stay and talk for a while however. Meeting a friendly person has helped a great deal."
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 6:52 pm
The ninja notices a blue haired Elf walk in. He approaches the Elf.. "Do I know you? You look awfully familiar..?" He says with a questioning voice.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 8:25 pm
The brunette restaurant/bar owner nods before saying to Moonleaf, "If you ever need someone to lend an ear, I'm always around."
She then motions to the other gentleman, "It looks like someone might actually know you over here, however. Why don't you see if you know him?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 8:47 pm
The elf looks at the person who had approached him, "I think you might," he says, struggling to remember, "You look vaugly familiar."
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:07 pm
Wendy moves out of the way and cleans up the counter again. Well, at least there's a few customers...
((Ooc: We wait for Mr.Ponworxz or someone else now...))
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