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 Posted: Thu May 12, 2005 1:53 am
*Mystina waves to him and whispers a goodbye as he leaves, then walks behind the bar, picking up the poem behind it and uncrumpling the paper.... trying to decipher it... She slips it into her pocket as she begins to fade, planning to have another human in her world tell her what it is*
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 7:58 pm
:::Kara fades into the brink, standing in front of a mirror as a servant was dressing her. Her eyes go wide for a moment, and she looks around. And see that no one else is there:::
Hm... :::She sighs once, and wonders what to do next:::
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 8:05 pm
Malazar enters the main room from the library looking irritated. That all slides off his face the moment he spots Kara, to be replaced with an almost absent-minded half-grin. He raises a hand to pulls his finger through his hair and frowns at the ink stains on the tips. Mal clasps both hands behind his back before speaking.
"Ah, Kara, what a lovely surprise. It has been too long since we last spoke."
He nods graciously.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 8:10 pm
:::She looks over when someone says her name, and is pleased to see that it's one of her favorite characters. She smiles the way she always does:::
Yes, Malazar...too long. How long has it been for you...?
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 8:15 pm
"Fah, probably only a month or so but it feels longer."
He cracks his shoulders and neck, still keeping the hands behind his back.
"I've been busy lately, very busy, but these jaunts into the Brink are good for the old heart. Not to mention the people are interesting."
He half-grins.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 8:22 pm
:::She saunters seductively in his direction, her eyes relaxed, and her grin widening. She giggles as she nears him...:::
Yes...the brink. That's not what I was talking about, though.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 8:27 pm
redface
To say Malazar goes red is an understatement. His jaw falls loosely and he hacks a bit.
"Gah! Um... well... it must have been... oh... er..."
He trails off sheepishly.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 8:32 pm
:::She crosses the personal threshold of speaking distance, and goes right up to him. She places her index finger to his lips to quiet him. Kara's both thrilled and amused that she's got him around her pinky already:::
:::In a near whisper::: You don't have to tell me... But, this is serious Malazar. We've danced around this for a while now. I'm dying to know...would you like to have me?
:::She waited in a giddy anticipation for the reaction:::
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 8:41 pm
Malazar leans back nervously, his eyes widening and sweat breaking out. His voice, when he finds it, comes out in a straggled gasp.
"You... aren't by chance part of the Guild are you?"
He chuckles nervously, almost as if he knows the answer already but fears it anyway.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 8:47 pm
:::Kara's brow raised at his question momentaliry, but without further delay she went right back to playing the game. She inched closer:::
I'm sure you're safe as far as that goes...
:::She slides her hand over his and directs it to her bare hip, she's still waiting for the appropriate response. Her eyes drill him for an answer:::
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 8:56 pm
Kara_Nephris :::Kara's brow raised at his question momentaliry, but without further delay she went right back to playing the game. She inched closer::: I'm sure you're safe as far as that goes... :::She slides her hand over his and directs it to her bare hip, she's still waiting for the appropriate response. Her eyes drill him for an answer::: Something in Malazar changes, almost as if he had shrugged mentally and prepared for the outcome, better or worse. "Ah hell, you only live once or twice." Malazar grins widely and lifts Kara up with one arm. "You know what, I haven't said it before but you have got to be the most beautiful woman I've seen in nearly 50 years." With that, he kisses her.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 9:02 pm
*Luana appears seated at a table, a black pen over one ear, a red pen over the other, a wooden pencil in her teeth, and an eraser in her hand. When she realizes that she is now trying to erase a wooden table, she looks up. Under her eyes are dark circles, and her face, hands, and shirt are dusted with chalk.*
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 9:03 pm
:::She let out a victorious squeal as he finally took her into his grasp. She was about to let herself enjoy the rush of it all when the 50 years comment hit her. She backed her neck away from the kiss, and added coyly...:::
50..? Are you sure you don't mean 'ever'? :::She dangled the promise of a trip to the bedroom in front of him:::
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 9:09 pm
"Ahhhhhh, if I said that the spirits of my dead wives would cross heaven and earth to punish me. =P Surely even one as beautiful as you would not wish that on a man."
He chuckles to show that he was speaking in jest and kisses her again, quickly this time. He notices Luana fade in behind them and whispers to Kara.
"Though maybe I think we should move to more private accomadations."
With that he secures his hold on Kara and darts out of the Main Room, heading for the private rooms.
-=Exit Malazar and Kara to guest rooms=-
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 9:14 pm
As Kara and Malazar depart, Janani fades in. She's well behind Luana, but she seems to be moving backwards...awkwardly. She's motioning as if trying to guide something of mammoth proportions, such as a jet liner, to a safe landing. In fact...
Come on... Keep it coming... You're almost...
Running across an unexpected chair, Janani's fragile grip on balance shatters. She falls backwards, looking up the chair Luana's seated in once she's flat on her back. She stares, blankly and blinking, up to that wooden framwork. She has no idea who's seated there. Janani can't even convince herself that there is, indeed, anybody there. She's just stunned; though, she's not hurt.
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