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 Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 11:36 am
:::She trembled for a bit. Cora didn't mind if she never saw him again, or she'd convinved herself as much, it was less to think about...but if it was killing HIM. Perhaps that wasn't fair, but she didn't want to care, she didn't want to...:::
No...please... :::She sobbed quietly into his chest::: Don't let it...
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 11:41 am
He once again tried moving her towards the door, more of gentle physical persuassion than anything forceful, "Please, Cora. He might not be my favorite person, but without you he's drowning his sorrows in alcohol constantly. He hardly ever touched the stuff, and now last I heard from X he's been kicked out of every bar in Barton. All I want to do is to fix my family. Please, Cora."
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 11:45 am
:::Cora herself wouldn't move, but it seemed that she'd stopped resisting Torment trying to take her...she was just so grief stricken, and confused:::
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 11:53 am
Tor tried to move one of her arms around him so as to hold her up beside him, the ultimate goal being to get to the door and go through it, "We'll fix things, Cora. We'll fix it." He carries her along to the door, and propping her up for a moment, grabs his keys. Within moments they are through the door and gone. ~~Exit Tor and Cora to my guild for a moment, then back to a thread here~~
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 10:07 pm
*Enter from Tacitus Adventure Thread 22*
:::Cora and Tacitus appear in each other's arms. Cora seems to be crying quitely into his chest, and the expression on Tac's face, now of course Jordan's face, can only be described as heartbroken:::
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 10:14 pm
Tac notices their arrival in the Brink, together no less, first, and glances around. To say he looks pretty grim would be putting it lightly, things hadn't gone entirely as he hoped from the moment his son arrived, but it'd work for now. Tac doesn't release her from his embrace yet, but his voice carries to her ear in a whisper, "Cora...we're in the Brink, together. What do you say we go somewhere away from the main room. Too public a place to grieve."
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 10:17 pm
:::Cora nods and allows him to lead her to the wrack to grab his key, and then down the guest room halls, to his room:::
*exit Cora and Tacitus*
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 1:29 pm
**Enter Melliandra**
*Melli fades in, stretched out on her back with her arms folded behind her head, napping*
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 1:32 pm
:::Kal appears at a table in the middle of the main room. His fingers seem to be dancing across the air in front of him as though he was using a machine. He was pretty focused on it, that is until the machine vanished:::
:::He wasn't entirely surprised by it, knowing where he was right away. He looked around and saw Melliandra...napping. Like a dragon. He thought about what to do to avoid waking her, and decided all he could do was go to the key wrack and go to his room perhaps:::
:::He got up as quietly as he could and began to tip toe:::
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 1:41 pm
*Melli opens one eye partway, then darts a hand out to grasp Kal by the ankle as he tries to tiptoe past, yanking his feet out from under him. She rolls partway up to slam her forearm against his chest, making sure he's flat, then reaches for her sword . . .
... which isn't there*
Unnghh? *she blinks groggily, then looks back at Kal, her eyes coming into focus.* Oh. Here again, am I?
*she pulls back off of Kal, plunks down next to him and yawns hugely*
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 1:56 pm
Uuuhhhhgg...
:::He moaned unhappily:::
Thanks Melliandra... :::he said sarcastically::: Now the maids are gonna be all in my business because my backside is black and blue...
:::He made no effort to stand, or really even move:::
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 1:59 pm
*Melli stretches her hands up over her head, wiggling her fingers and yawning again, then lays halfway down, leaning on her elbows*
Well that ought to teach you not to sneak up on a lady while she's sleeping. *she grins, not looking the slightest bit sorry*
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 2:05 pm
For your information
:::Kal stared straight up at the nothingness of a cieling:::
I was trying to get away from you... and you don't remind me of any lady I know. Except perhaps Kara, and it's been a while since she made me hurt THIS bad.
:::Kal slid his hand under his butt to check on damage:::
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 2:07 pm
*Melli chuckles* I wonder . . . am I supposed to feel flattered, or insulted?
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 2:11 pm
mmm.. :::groan:::
I wonder too Mel.
:::But now he attempts to sit up, and with some more complaining he sits up straight:::
:::sigh::: That's gonna last a while. Next time I look at my a**, I'll think of you.
:::Kal appeared none too pleased, but not near angry:::
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