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 Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 10:06 pm
*Bard bends nearer, feeling the warmth of Maggie's breath, the smell of her hair, he leans in and...*
"K!!!" *Maureen hisses*
*Bard's eyes flutter open. He pulls away from Maggie self-consciously, turning away from her and the window and toward the sound of Maureen's voice*
Really, Mo! Nothing to be worried about, I was just showing Maggie the vie---
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 10:10 pm
:::Bard, is suddenly further torn from the world he was just in by the very wet sensation of a glass of red wine in his face.
He was so distracted, he neglected to see a woman of a steady stature and trim figure come stomping towards him, and consequently, Maggie. She is dressed to the occasion, in a deep red satin gown, and black lace for the trim. With a closer look, you would realize that, aside from the vibrant red hair, this woman looks astonishingly like Cora. But there was hardly time to notice before she began to scream:::
You b*****d! How -dare- you! :::The room fell silent...just in time to turn and see her slap Bard plain across the face:::
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 10:19 pm
*Bard winces as the wine hits him in the face, then again at the force of the slap. The room has gone silent all around them, casual acquaintances and strangers alike staring at them with mixed looks of astonishment, incomprehension, and derision.*
*Maureen stands off to the side. She sighs and rubs the bridge of her nose wearily*
*Bard lifts his fingers to the reddening spot on his cheek. He heaves a sigh, his voice flat with resignation*
... hello, Linda....
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 10:25 pm
*Maggie steps back in shock, stunned by the woman's sudden appearance and subsequent violent behavior, completely at a loss . . . until Bard greets her, and she realizes just who this is*
*her eyes widen, and she glances from Bard and Linda to Maureen and back again, her features settling into an extremely uneasy frown*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 10:34 pm
:::Linda scoffs and turns up her nose:::
Hello yourself, you ******** p***k! :::She's being very careful. Its important that the WHOLE room can hear::: You think you can come in here flaunting your latest little money grubbing skank...in MY fur coat?
:::She cocks her head to look down on Maggie, giving her a one, two over:::
:::As consdescendingly as possible::: Yeah- That's right little miss mouse. I really hope you didn't think Bard got that coat for you, but I'm not gonna give you too much credit. :::She lets a 'ha' resound, and the leer that follows lingers::: Why do you think Bard has a woman's coat in his closet.
:::She let the rhetorical question make Bard out to be doing something far more dishonest than he was:::
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 10:39 pm
*A steely look enters Bard's eyes. Soft words escape through clenched teeth*
I seem to recall someone telling me that coat wasn't fit to be a dust rag....
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 10:58 pm
Heh... no wonder you put it on her.
:::She looks back at Maggie::: Enjoy every penny little girl. :::glaring at Bard from the corner of her eye::: That's all he's good for. :::Smirking, triumphantly::: I bet you haven't read a single book of his.
:::Linda doesn't bother to wait for any kind of response. She simply turns around, and returns to her enterage, slipping her hand through the arm of one of the many tall handsom men waiting for her. She doesn't look back:::
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 11:34 pm
*Maggie gives another start as Linda turns on her, her face cycling through a series of emotions at her tyrade - shock, confusion, embarrassment, and then anger, as her implications sink in*
*her hands clench as she watches Linda walk away, her lips pressed together in a thin line*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 11:40 pm
*Bard stares at the floor sullenly*
I apologize for that, Miss Dowling. I... should have known better... I should have....
I wanted you to enjoy this party... but.... Do you... mind if we go now?
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 11:51 pm
*she turns back towards Bard, the anger draining away from her expression as she sees his, and responds quietly, but kindly* Nay . . . I dinna mind . . .
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 8:13 pm
*Bard begins to move toward the elevator. Maureen gives him a little hug as he approaches her. He returns it half heartedly.*
"I'll walk the two of you out," *she offers*
*Bard shakes his head*
I'll call you after the new year, Mo. *Bard manages a small smile* Got a new idea for a book.
*He presses the elevator button. The doors slide open.*
Miss Dowling? *he turns to Maggie* Shall we?
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 8:22 pm
*Maggie watches the exchange between the two of them, twisting her hands together, and then nods*
*she pauses a moment before getting into the elevator with him, offering a brief smile towards Maurene and speaking softly, but sincerely* I'm glad te have met ye . . .
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 8:35 pm
*Maureen rests her hand on Maggie's shoulder. She smiles kindly*
"I'm glad I could meet you too, Maggie. I hope we can meet again under brighter circumstances."
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 8:39 pm
*she nods again in agreement before bidding her goodbye and following Bard into the elevator*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 8:48 pm
*Bard presses the first floor button. As the doors begin to slide shut, Maureen suddenly thrusts her hand between the doors. Reluctantly the doors open again*
"Almost forgot!" *Maureen slips a small package into Bard's hands*
"Merry Christmas, K!" *she says, pecking him on the cheek*
*As the doors slide shut again, she grabs ahold of her braid and waves goodbye with it*
*The doors slide shut. The elevator begins to descend. Bard stares at the package in his hands*
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