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 Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:03 pm
"People skills?" Quinn speculated with an amused grin, "I know of no such thing!"
He stepped through the door of Remus's room and back into the hall of the Lotus base with a wide grin. Out of all the things that he could say after such a comment, he said, "I'm a hermit, and I'm a mage, Remus. People skills are completely nonexistent in my case."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:07 pm
"I know they're non-existent, that's my point." Remus continued moving towards the kitchens and smells of cooking were beginning to waft into the hallway they were traversing.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:20 pm
"Again, is there something wrong with that?" He used his question from earlier, "I make friends where I need to so that I can get by. The people at the markets of the villages I constantly visit, my neighbors, you, and a handful of other people. There has to be something there to speak off."
The smell of the kitchen finally caught up to Quinn's nose and so he paused momentarily to take in the scents. Then he continued on his way.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:23 pm
They entered the kitchen a short time later. Remus began his habit of boiling water. "Tea?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:26 pm
Othello looked up at the new arrivals from his vantage of the table. He'd managed to fall into a dreamlike state and was awoken by them.
"Fancy meeting you two here. How are things going?"
He'd already tossed his blood bag into the garbage bin.
(*blinks* Jeez, I get on and someone's practically poking me. lol )
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:28 pm
Remus turned to look at Othello. "Quinn can answer that question he asked me the same thing not 10 minutes ago."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:29 pm
"A glass of cold water would be preferred." Quinn answered Remus before waving to Othello.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:31 pm
Othello's gaze turned to scrutinize Quinn. He still hadn't figured out how he knew the fellow... Perhaps he had only known someone else. He shrugged to himself at the thought and stood up, waiting for the reply.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:34 pm
Remus obliged Quinn, and handed him the glass of water. "Help yourself to whatever you can find in the fridge if you so desire. It's open to everyone."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:34 pm
"Marriage in 24 Hours." He mentioned to Othello, "Everyone's preparing."
"Will do Remus, thank you."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:37 pm
Othello almost lost his balance at the news, but he quickly regained his composure and slightly smirked at the first thought that came to mind. He finally recalled it was Remus being wedded to Lina, and made a casual grunt of getting it.
"Well then, it seems I have some preparing to do as well."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:42 pm
Quinn was rather amused by Othello's reaction. It was just a wedding, afterall. It didn't really phase him that it was his best friend's wedding.
"I don't really see the need to prepare." Quinn openly speculated, "Well, I don't see the need for me to prepare at least. Throw on a better looking robe, and all is well."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:48 pm
Remus poured his tea and let it steep. "That and you have a toast to write. I'm not letting you out of that."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:50 pm
"Oh, so I actually have to write something?" Quinn mocked, "Again Remus, you greatly amuse me. Just let it flow, and things come along normally."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 3:53 pm
"Well I hope for your sake you're right. If you aren't, I reserve the write to give you hell about it for the rest of your life." Remus grinned again and raised his mug to Quinn before sipping the liquid inside.
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