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 Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:03 am
I...I...you...
:::Cora stammers, it was getting to be too much:::
We've... never met. I'm sure. My name is Cora.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:07 am
Tac stands and bows, sort of, he tried to keep his eyes on her, as if surprised by the height, "It certainly is a pleasure to meet you, I am Jordan Daize. The two of us were just about to get something to drink and have a bit of a chat, care to join us?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:10 am
No... Mystina and...others were there. Mystina said you weren't feeling too well... I think you were crying...possibly afraid.
Janani tries to remember, but that day is both a blur and vivid. There's something different about Cora, as her name was rerevealed, and this Tashums...Jordan? Jordan Daize isn't familiar. His name began with a T...
Did something change? Your hair maybe? As for you...
Janani looks at Tashums...Jordan.
I'm sure your name begins witha T...then an a... Tasacus? No...
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:14 am
:::Cora's eyes squint, and her jaw loosens. She's almost in disbeliefe, an angry disbelief:::
What is this!? :::She says, almost accusingly::: Am I in the wrong place? Did I come to the WRONG brink or something?? Arrrgh...
:::She groans in frustration. Things stopped making sense a while ago:::
I'm sorry! I need to excuse myself.
:::She stands up in a huff. She'd had enough for one night:::
Goodnight!
:::And she walked away and to her room, hoping she'd wake up and things would be simple again:::
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:19 am
Tac watched as Cora storms off, "Hmm....I think you've confused her. Speak not of a man named Tacitus. It seems to upset her. A drunkard mentioned this man last time I was here and it seems to have caused a few problems." He turned away from Jan and sat back down, "Like I said, my name is Jordan Daize."
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:22 am
TACITUS!!
Janani slams her right fist into her open left palm. That's the guy's name! She tilts her head as she looks at him.
No... You're Tacitus! I knew I recognized you!
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:27 am
Tac glared at her over his shoulder, "You are mistaken. My name is Jordain Daize. I do not know this Tacitus beyond the fact that the drunkard from last time is not fond of him and the fact that the mere mention of his name seems to cause confusion in Miss Cora. You may want to reevaluate your hypothesis, ma'am."
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:32 am
Nope.
Janani grins. She has no idea why this man is trying to lie to her, but she, at least, can see it for what it is.
I see things differently from humans.
Janani does, however, think back to how Cora reacted. She seemed to react much more strongly to the idea that Janani knew her from before. There was something different about her...but she looked exactly the same. It's a strange train of thought, she knows, but it's how Janani sees things.
I've never heard the name Jordan in conjuction with your appearance and...
Before Janani can explain any further, she fades out.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:43 am
Tac let out a long sigh and leaned back against the bar, "Damned angel-woman. I don't know if I can keep this up if people keep pointing me out for who I am. I can't reveal myself to her just yet. There is something about her that doesn't sit well. She was reading english as well, something out of place for her indeed. Until I can figure out why she continues to appear before me reverted to her normal self, or possibly as someone else that has taken her place, I must maintain this false visage. I'll have to find my journal as well...compare dates. Cora has mentioned twice she's from 3126, a year that seems off from before. The only thing I can think of thus far would be that the other one came aft..." and with that he was gone suddenly, without even a hint of fading.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 8:37 pm
~~~Enter Tac from a rather heated arguement~~~
Tac blinks in with the tips of his trenchcoat on fire, a rather crude firearm drawn that didn't seem to suit him. The flames quickly quenched themselves, being fueled by a magical force that no longer could affect his clothing here, although the smell of burning lingered in the air for the moment. Noticing his target had been replaced with a chair he slowly recoiled from his stance, slipping the likely stolen 9mm into the holster in which it did not fit. He let out a brief sigh and he leaned against the bar, hoping Sato wasn't around, he didn't want to have to kill anyone else today. He wasn't even aware of the bloodstained on his boots and shirt, which were less than outstanding on the black material,.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 8:47 pm
:::Cora entered the brink from the guest halls, fully anticipating for the weirdness to continue, but she was getting bored cooped up in her room. Perhaps no one would be there and she could practice her brink powe-:::
Mr. Daize!!!
:::She saw the blood from yards away and went rushing over:::
You've been in some sort of accident! Are you alright?
:::She began to fuss over him, trying to find wounds:::
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 8:54 pm
Tac looked down over his shirt, <********> He looked back up and held out his hands as if to push her away, "I'm fine. Its probably days old anyway. I cut myself cooking yesterday, it didn't seem bad at the time, but I guess this states otherwise. I don't have any money to buy new clothes right now, just moved to a new place and theres no bank that matches mine anywhere for like three towns over. Guess I should have been a bit more prepared." He smirked slightly, "Enough about my insignificant problems, how have you been Miss Cora?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 9:00 pm
You're... not hurt?
::::She looked up hestitantly. With that much blood...and no wound...after only three days. Assuming Jordan was human...the story didn't fit. She stood up, and looked at him solomnly:::
Who's blood is it, Mr. Daize?
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 9:07 pm
Tac really didn't want to do this, knowing full well he wouldn't be able to heal it, but Jordan didn't know magic didn't operate properly in the Brink. Tac chuckled slightly, "Miss Cora, you don't mean to say that you think I have the blood of another on my hands do you? Here, let me show you." A rythmic flowing motion brought a dagger, prestained with blood from his boot and across his hand. He winced slightly, smiling a bit as he spoke, "See, it'll heal rather quickly. Theres a certain magical aura about me that causes minor wounds to heal at an advanced rate." He waited for it to heal, knowing it wouldn't.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 9:11 pm
:::When she saw that he was about to cut himself...:::
Jord-! Ehh! :::She gasped::: Mr. Daize...no. There's no superhuman power like that in the brink, at least not 'magic'...
:::She was starting to get used to the concept as Melliandra explained it. For now Tac had thrown her a curve ball...he HAD to be a new member to have pulled that stunt:::
:::Cora sighed::: From now on, don't do anything you wouldn't do if you were completely normal.
:::She began to get out her instruments for healing:::
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