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 Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2005 10:34 pm
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Yeah... Blow me, angel. You DO know this freak is playing you, right? Not that its any of MY business, but its grating on my nerves.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2005 10:38 pm
He seemed to mutter 'Tell me about it.' He glanced over at Sato, "I don't really see your big problem. Its my first time here and I'm trying to get a feel for my surroundings. If you have some sort of problem you can shove it up your a** and shut the hell up." He glanced back to Cora, looking a bit sheepish, "Ahem, sorry. I usually keep my language in check but some people rub me the wrong damn way. Its nice to know theres someone here I can turn to if I ever need any help. 37 you said, right?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2005 10:41 pm
mm...:::She nods, but turns to look at Sato, her curiosity getting the best of her:::
What does it mean...to be playing? :::She hope that was conjugated correctly:::
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2005 10:51 pm
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Oh? And what the ******** are you gonna do if I DON'T shut up? You gonna shoot me with your stupid ******** web gun again? Send out your lackey Mystina to grope me again? I've been here a few times since then, cupcake. I think you'll find that I won't be caught off guard so easily.
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This guy is lying to you. I was going to leave it be... but frankly, I don't think I should. His name is... is... Tacitus... something. Tacitus... Nudrizzle. ********. Its not Jordan. And from what I gather, he's been coming here longer than I have.
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You want a phase bolt to the skull? ******** with me. I've already killed a man in cold blood today. I'm hot and heavy to add to the body count.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 11:44 pm
:::At the sound of Tacitus' name, Cora froze. This man had met Tacitus...and was claiming that Jordan WAS Tacitus:::
That's... you must be confused. :::But she was confused as anyone:::
:::She looked over at the man who was definately not Tacitus...but he was gone. She jerked her head quickly to look at the other man, but he was gone too...
:::She stood there still for a minute:::
What just happened.
:::Her head was swimming. All she could do was skulk back to her room to torture herself over it:::
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:03 am
:::Cora emerges from her room. She peers at the bar, but sees no one. Her neck lowers slightly and her head follows. What in the world happened last night...night? No, um...the last time? No, it was the SAME time. Cora hadn't left the brink once in so long. It was months now. Needless to say a few things were bothering her:::
:::She sat herself at the bar after pouring something red, and probably strong:::
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:11 am
**Enter Melliandra**
*Mel fades in, once again in magical disguise, though this time as a dark-haired woman in an elaborate red court gown, laughing as she leans over to gossip in somebody's ear* And to think, all this time she . . . hm? *As always, she reverts to her natural appearance within a few moments, unable to maintain the spell here, though the dress remains as it was. She casts her gaze about, looking mildly surprised* Well, well, so I'm here again, after all.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:15 am
:::Cora hears a woman's voice and looks to her side:::
:::She was polite, but her heart was only half in it::: Oh! Hello Melliandra. Welcome back.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:18 am
*Mel turns to face Cora, rubbing her chin thoughtfully* Hmm, the one who lifted the table . . . . what was your name again, girl?
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:21 am
:: razz erhaps she had a poor memory...that DID exist long long ago, afterall:::
Cora Serenis. :::The she recalled the way the brink worked::: How long have you not been here?
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:24 am
Ahhh, Cora, that's right. *she gives a dismissive little wave of her hand at the question* Oh, a few years, not so very long, really.
*she strides over to the bar, glancing first at what Cora's drinking, then moving behind the counter to start sifting through the bottles for herself*
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:28 am
Years..?
:::Her face droops...so it happens to other people too...what if it happened to her again? If she hadn't had a good bit of wine, the blood would have rushed from her cheeks:::
The Brink works in strange ways...
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:32 am
It certainly is intriguing, *Mel agrees, but she seems preoccupied at the moment. The full skirts of her gown are making it a bit hard for her to maneuver behind the bar*
Blasted dress. *she mutters, grabbing a bottle of shimmering purple liquid and a glass and moving out from behind the counter* Damned uncomfortable now.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:36 am
:::Cora looked at the woman's clothes. She'd worn something like that before, long and red, but it didn't have nearly so many layers to it. It did actually look quite uncomfortable:::
What was the occassion for that kind of clothing?
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:42 am
Festivities at court. *Melli glances down at the dress* I must say, it did turn out nicely. The absolute height of elegance. *she does a little spin, and flashes Cora a winning smile, before grimacing again in discomfort* Really, why this place couldn't at least permit me to keep up one little enchantment . . .
*she shakes her head, setting the glass down and filling it nearly to the brim*
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