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 Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:14 pm
I remember certain fairy tales that begin like that... *Bard sips his wine more carefully this time*
I'll consider it. I may even take you up on that favor. But next time? *he points to his feet. In his new Birkenstocks his toes wiggle* Try not to do anything to my favorite shoes?
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:19 pm
*Melli glances down and chuckles again* If you insist, darling.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:24 pm
*Bard grins* I admit.. they're comfortable sandals though.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:34 pm
Well then, it worked out to your advantage, after all! *She lifts her glass for another drink, then heaves an envious sigh* The clothing of your time really is a vast improvement. Pity it's an entire five hundred years away.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:43 pm
*Bard sips his drink and points at her dress* in my time, women wears corsets for fun. A few of them at least.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:48 pm
For fun? *she clucks her tongue* What fools.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:51 pm
*Bard makes a non-commital noise and smirks*
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:55 pm
*Melliandra lifts an eyebrow and then smirks back at him* But I suppose you rather like them, don't you?
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:59 pm
*he looks her dead in the eye and smiles* Only when I don't have to wear them.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 11:12 pm
*Struck suddenly by the mental image of Bard in a corset, Melliandra laughs outright* My dear man, I think we can safely agree that some articles of clothing are better left on somebody else!
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 11:25 pm
I'm glad we agree on that. *he sets the glass down on a table*
And now, I think, I'll see if I can salvage my car and my shoes.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 11:30 pm
Best of luck to you with it, then! *she lifts her own glass with a grin before draining the last of the wine from it and setting it down as well* Though you may find - *but before she can complete her sentence, Melli fades right out*
**Exit Melliandra**
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 11:35 pm
*Bard watches her fade out, wishing he knew what she was about to say. He suspects it involved his shoes*
*he walks over to the board, selects his key and returns to his own time*
** Exit Bard **
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2005 10:49 pm
** Enter Bard **
*Bard fades into the brink, sitting in a chair reading. He looks very sunburned*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2005 10:56 pm
**Enter Maggie**
*Maggie flickers in, her hair and clothes all wet, scurrying along with her head ducked down as she rushes to get out of the rain.*
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