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 Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 8:34 pm
*Enter Luke from University of Pennsylvania*
*Luke appears sitting inside the Jaguar, holding the steering wheel. He's got his eyes clenched tight.*
*He slowly opens them.*
*A BIG grin appears on his face when he sees himself holding the steering wheel.*
Yes! ********* YEAH he's a master of his destiny.*
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 8:37 pm
** Enter Bard from Luke 5 **
((Luke 5:3 for life))
*Bard opens his eyes and smiles*
I knew you could do it.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 8:46 pm
*Luke grins, very much relieved. He turns to Bard, one half resting lazily on the steering wheel.* Well, yeah. The Jag and I - we've been through some rough times. But we have an understanding.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 8:50 pm
*Bard gives Luke a look, but it's half-hearted. All that matters is they're back.*
Now I ought to take a shower before I go deal with my mot--
*he fades out in the middle of his sentence*
** Exit Bard to Bard 16 **
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 8:55 pm
*Luke sits back in the Jag as Bard fades out.*
*gives a short laugh* See ya.
*Luke goes to get up and get out of the Jag, when his stomach tightens.*
*He groans and grips his torso.* *He looks over to where Bard disappeared.* Ya b*****d.
*With great care, Luke gets out of the Jaguar. He immediately goes to the bar for a nice cold beer. He picks out a Michelob Ultra and heads for the guest rooms.*
*Exit Luke to Guest Rooms.*
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 10:00 pm
"...ULL!" Tacitus spins around moments after fading in, guns drawn and aimed upwards, obviously aiming at a target that was no longer there. He let out a sigh as he slowly returned the two pistols to their holsters and snapped the strap shut over them to keep them in place. He seems in a much better condition than when he last left, having had a proper shower and change of clothes except the trenchcoat, which is absent, although he does look like he's been physically exerting himself to an extreme. He takes a seat at the bar, resting his elbows on the countertop with his hands supporting his head.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 10:34 pm
*Mystina fades in and see's Tac and glomps him* Tac! You're awake!
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 10:35 pm
Janani fades in, streching and yawning, before plowing right into the doorframe leading to the hallway to the Guest Rooms. Knocked out of her daze, she rubs her forehead while looking at the framing. Her Cat Plushie sits atop her head. Shrugging, Janani turns around...only to see that man from the other night seated at the bar.
Oh... I wonder if he's feeling better...
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 10:43 pm
Tac looked up and over to Mystina, giving her a brief smile, but he still didn't seem to be in the best of spirits.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 10:47 pm
Oh! There's Mystina, too. Janani decides to watch the interaction go guage how things are, tonight.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 10:49 pm
*Mystina smiled at Tac* How are you, Tac? Are you doing better? Did your cuts heal?
*Mystina sends a brief smile over to Janani, waving a little, and winking*
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 10:55 pm
Tac's voice lacked most of its enthusiasm, and he continually looked around, distracted, "I'm fine. I've been trying to keep myself busy, but theres not really all that much to do here...Gotta keep busy. This life might not last very long, gotta use it to the fullest."
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 10:57 pm
Janani, enthusiastically, waves to Mystina; though, she's unsure what the wink means... When she hears Tacitus speak of dieing, she blinks a few times and just...continues to watch.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 10:58 pm
*Mystina blinked* What do you mean it might not last very long? *She tilted her head*
Also... May I ask you something?
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 11:02 pm
"Thousands, hundreds, tens, and now, just a single year, and then a bit where time doesn't pass, only 10 years of it. I got around to contemplating it. Shorter all the damned time. FATE got about a thousand himself, been going down ever since. Nevermind all that, far too busy to think about death anymore. Been spending my time exersizing, improving my aim, all that jazz." He paused, "Question, what? hmm?"
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