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 Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 10:46 pm
>>Sato grins<<
Yeah, you and me both.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 10:51 pm
:::She looks around the room:::
Yes...indeed. So seems to be the case with perhaps each individual I've met here. No one can seem to explain it to me.
:::She gave Janani a sympathetic grin:::
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 10:54 pm
Janani just blinks. The adults are talking about reproduction ( xd ), and she's at a loss as to what on Terra to say. She just feels, plain, uncomfortable.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 11:03 pm
>>Sato opens her mouth and lets out a loooooong yawn, and fades away<<
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 11:07 pm
:::Cora looks to Ichiro, just as she's fading away:::
Mm... well. :::She tries not to let the fading get to her, and she takes a final swig at her wine:::
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 11:21 pm
Janani notices something in Cora's eyes...in her expression. She can't tell what it is, but there's something. Before she can voice a question, she fades out. She barely has the chance to whisper a good-bye.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 11:23 pm
:::Cora grimaces when Janani fades away too. She's alone again. She fidgest with her wine glass, and after a moment, she slides off her seat to get more... but she feels a bit wobly on her feet:::
Oh...oh goodness. Perhaps more wine is not a good idea either.
:::She sets down the glass and heads back towards her room:::
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 11:26 pm
*Mystina fades in, not realizing it, looking extremely huffy and...well... angry. She's mad, and extremely so* I'm not lying Mother.....
*She realizes where she is* Oops... Urgh... guess I should cool down then before I go back.... *She grumbles a bit and feels her child kick*
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2005 1:29 am
*Mystina goes behind the bar and get's a drink, shaking her head a bit* Why do they have to think I lie so? I do not lie when I say I am pregnant by a nonfae, nor do I lie when I say I've came to the Brink, so why must they insist I do?
Do they think I have nothing better to do?
*She growled a bit, obviously frustrated, and began to cry* If only he was here, with me... these past 6 months have been so long... so hard... without him...
*She wiped her tears, she wouldn't cry, not now, not right now, she couldn't, she had to stop the crying, it wouldn't make him able to come to her world, now would it?.... She shook her head a bit, and then dried her tears as she realized she was fading out, wanting to run and hide from the other Faeries who were messing with her about her claims*
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 7:16 pm
*Cross fades in hunched over and rolling a pair of lead dice...* 11! I win this rou..ohh... bugger... *Cross shakes his head as he realizes his surroundings and stands up, scooping up the dice and heading for the bar....*
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 7:52 pm
*Luke enters into the Brink, running. He comes to a stop, but still puts his hands against the bar to stop himself.* Whoa...whoa. *He's panting a little. He'd just come in from basketball.*
*lets out a breath* Hey, Cap.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 7:59 pm
*Cross looks up and sets the dice on the bar* Master Lucas Ye're lookin... er.... vigerous... *he turns on his stool and takes a drink* runnin' from trouble? *drinks again* or to trouble?
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 8:06 pm
*catches his breath* I was running from a friend of mine. *wipes sweat from his brow* He got fast since last year...
*looks at the dice as he goes to get himself a drink* How bout you? *He grins. Something tells him Cross wasn't playing Monopoly.* Didja win or lose?
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 8:10 pm
Depends on how ye look at it.... if ye count me tellin a bunch of rough handed blokes that I rolled an 11 in some bar outside o' th'general passege o'time durin the few seconds they were whatchin me shake th'bones, then I'd probably lose some teeth among other thin's.... if I disregard a perfectly good roll... well... th'sky's th'limit *smirks a bit and takes a swig of rum*
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 8:17 pm
*Luke looks at him and laughs.* I didn't catch everything you said there, man. But it's like I always say - if you gotta run from a deal gone bad... *snaps open a bottle of Gatorade* wear a pirate hat when you do it.
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