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 Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 12:35 pm
:::She releases him, and only gives it a brief moment's thought:::
I...don't have anything. :::With of course the acception of the locket, but it was always with her:::
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 12:38 pm
Yeah? You sure?
*At her confirmation, Luke shrugs and smiles.* Alright then let's get out of here.
*Luke gets his key and slings his bookbag across his chest.*
*grins to Cora* Prepare yourself to meet 2002.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 12:41 pm
:::She takes hold of his hand without really thinking about it, and nods:::
I'm ready. :::there were a billion emotions going through her mind, and a strange nervous feeling in her stomach. It was just anticipation:::
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 12:45 pm
*Without really realizing it, Luke squeezes her hand. Staring at the door, he lets out a deep breath. He didn't have time to think about it before with Bard. Luke shrugs. He decides it's better if he doesn't think about it now.*
Okay.
*grins at her* Let's go.
*Luke leads Cora to the door and opens it with his key. Without another hesitation, he walks them through.*
*Exit Luke and Cora to "Luke - University of Pennsylvania - Philadelphia, PA - Page 5*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 3:31 pm
**Enter Maggie**
*Maggie flickers in, kneeling down, her hands dirty from working in the inn's kitchen garden. She blinks, her eyes adjusting to the sudden dimness, and sees she's in the Brink. No one else seems to be about, so she climbs to her feet and moves behind the bar to wash up a bit*
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 4:09 pm
*Once they're clean, Maggie dries her hands on a towel. She then leans against the countertop, propping her chin up on one hand, and looks out over the room with a pensive expression*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 4:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 7:12 pm
*Captain Mercutio Cross fades in..... flat on his back... on the bar....... snoring quite loudly. he shifts slightly in his sleep and mumbles* I told ye once before.. I'd nothin' t'do with th' leaving of my hat in yer wifes bed.. *he shifts again and the snoring resumes...*
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 7:30 pm
**Enter Maggie**
*Maggie flickers into the Brink, her hand extended as she calls after her son* Careful there, Will! Mind yer -- Oh. *she blinks and lowers her hand* Well . . . I daresay 'twill have te wait. *she turns to see if anybody else is there*
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 8:00 pm
*Cross shifts again in his sleep then rolls off the bar and jumps up with a tremendous cry of* SLICED PUDDING! *then blinks lazily once or twice*... er..... right... and noticing Maggie standing there, puts a smile one and waves* Ho there Miss Dowling, lass, Fancy meetin' you here... fine day in't it? such a beautiful.. *he looks upp at the void that makes up the brink's ceiling*... black.... something... today... eh, what?
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 8:23 pm
*Maggie gives a start at Cross's initial outburst* Oh, heavens! *she shakes off the surprise to greet him, smiling politely* Ehm . . . aye . . . Good day te ye, Sir Cross.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 8:38 pm
*waves at her dismissivly..* No need for "Sirs" with me, lass... Just call me Captain *he winks at her and fetches himself a bottle of spiced rum*... now then, how have ye been carryin' on?
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 8:47 pm
Aye, then . . . Captain. *Maggie looks at him a bit uncertainly as he goes immediately to start drinking. She supposes she really should not expect anything less, though.*
I . . . *she mulls over his question a moment before responding* Things have been fairly calm in my time. *she's quick to shift the conversation off herself* I hope ye've been well?
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 9:10 pm
Oh, aye. Fairly well... the nav...er... some bad men I've been dealin' with are gonoff on some more... pressin' business so they can ignore th'likes o'me for th'time bein'. which means me and my mates can relax for a bit.. not a common ocurence in my line of work if ye get my drift. *he takes a deep pull from his rum bottle and smiles at the familiar feeling* its a good thing too what with the ship needing repairs and all quite a few close scuffles in th'past month. *he takes another drink and his smile widens*
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 9:16 pm
*Maggie tilts her head, listening thoughtfully* 'Tis certainly quite an adventurous life ye lead, is it not?
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