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 Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 9:43 am
"We disagree with sheltering children from violence. Especially around here. It will come to them one day or another. We will 'play nice' if he is around at your request" Yawgmoth responded the end of his tail tapping upon the bartop.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 9:50 am
She shot a stern look in Aliator's direction with his last comment. The desire to order others around was rather foreign to her, she did not feel that was kind. Instead she choose to work with others when they needed assistance and, on rare occasion, ask for assistance herself.
"Certainly not, amusing, but not." she got the feeling that her presence was neither welcome nor appreciated. Taking step closer to the table, she quietly pushed the chair back under the table, closed the book she had been reading and with a tap of her finger, the book popped and dissappeared, leaving only a few particles of dust behind. Looking at the three near the bar, she picked up the tea she had gotten earlier and took another sip, watching them.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 9:58 am
Finally Amara let out a sigh and stood from her wooden barstool, placing her bottle on the bar counter.
"I'll go get him then."
She said finally, walking past each of them and out of the door. She returned a while later with Lucian trailing behind her steadily. He had got the hang of walking now and, if you listened carefully you could make out a few words. Lucians head was corvered in a thick layer of rich blonde hair now, much like his father had. They both stopped at the doorway of the inn, Lucians face lighting up greatly as he saw Aliator. With his arms outstretched, Lucian attempted to run to him, but fell and, consiquently, crawled quickly to is feet. Lucian sat with his arms outstretched upwards towards Aliator, whining to be picked up. Amara let out a small sigh and walked over to the bar, returning to her seat and picking up her water, finishing it off and casting a watchfull eye on Lucian, like any mother does.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 7:12 pm
*trying his best to suppress the light eminating from his body, David walked into the bar, which was very unusual for him*
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 6:09 pm
Mask walked in, with a terrible headache. He sat down, and pulled out a cigarette from his jacket. He light it, and took a deep breath. Smoke billowed out of his nose and mouth. He looked around, disappointed no one was here.
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 10:50 pm
Slowly entering the bar, Ziven scanned the room to see if any others were present. Having learned from experience to keep her head up, she made sure to peer in to the dark rafters for anyone spying from up there. Satisfied that no one would be "dropping in" unexpectedly, she crossed the room, finding a table and seated herself.
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 10:56 pm
Reeve walked in silently. He had heard someone walk in before him, but was not quite sure who it was and did not want to startle anyone. Lifting his cane he tapped on the wall once he was inside. "Anyone home?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 11:29 pm
Hearing the sound of another person entering, she raised her eyes to search the room for whomever may be around. Spotting Reeve from across the room, she smiled and replied.
"Hello Reeve. Just the two of us tonight it seems."
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 11:37 pm
Reeve smiled slightly and began to walk towards her. "It does seem that way, doesn't it. I am sorry that I don't know your name... Might I ask what it is?" He stopped a couple of feet away from her, and leaned on his cane. Around his eyes was a blindfold, which helped to make sure people did not see his eyes.
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 11:41 pm
"Ziven is my name." she said softly. It seemed he had forgotten they had met several days ago, but she was one who often forgot the name of others and did not think anything of it. She looked from the blind man to the empty seat on the other side of the table, which she quickly realized was silly as he could not read her body language if he were unable to see her. "Would you care to have a seat?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 11:50 pm
Reeve tilted his head a bit, but his smile remained. "That would be very nice, thank you." He moved his hand in the air for a moment before he found the chair. He pulled it out from under the table but, like his footsteps, there was very little to no sound. Sitting, Reeve said, "I do think that we met the other night, but I left in a hurry and never did get your name. That was very rude of me, and for that I am sorry, Miss Ziven."
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 11:57 pm
Her cheeks reddened slightly at being called 'Miss' Ziven. Recalling that night, she nodded her head in agreement.
"Indeed, you are correct. Please, feel free to just call me Ziven though. Miss sounds .. odd. Er, with all due respect." she said this all hurridly, as she was not sure how to request such a thing as she did not much care to talk about how to address herself. She quickly searched for a new subject. "Could I offer you something to drink or eat?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 12:12 am
Reeve chuckled slightly and he leaned back in the chair. From the sound of her voice it sounded like she was embarrassed. "Very well then, Ziven. I am actually fine for the moment, thank you for asking though." He yawned for a moment, then tilted his head again. "Might I ask you a question?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 12:18 am
Staring at him for a moment, slightly taken by surprise, she considered his question. She smiled and brushed a small lock of hair behind her ear that had falled out of place, dropping her eyes to the table before replying.
"Technically you just did, however you are most welcome to ask more questions. Being a curious person myself though, I would deduce the question you wish to ask is personal, deep or random to the poitn of being odd."
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 12:25 am
He laughed for a moment, though he tried not to. Once he regained his composure he smiled at her. "I suppose you do have me there, but I think you in your gratious act of allowing me more questions. I do not think it will break any of your boundries." Reeve leaned forward, alowing all four feet of his chair to touch the ground. "I have observed something, and it brings a question to my mind. Why is it that Mr.Yawgmoth seems so taken to you?"
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