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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:09 pm
*Bard turns to Maggie, and smiles sadly*
This place always makes my chest tighten. Every time I enter, it feels like a homecoming to me.
*he turns and looks Maggie in the eyes*
Maggie?
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:13 pm
Aye? *meets his gaze, still looking a bit worried about him* What is it?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:16 pm
Are you ready for your pop quiz?
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:17 pm
*blinks, baffled* Pop quiz?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:20 pm
*Enter Luke and Cora from Main 149* ((Sssshh...))
:::Cora has released her grasp of Luke's tie, confident that he will follow her now that he knows she's serious. She peaks her head into the library entrance to make sure that there is easy passage without being seen. Indeed, Maggie and Bard are hidden from view, somewhere approaching the center of the circular room:::
:::She whispers:::
Follow me!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:22 pm
*Her ploy works. Though Luke could easily walk away, he's in the library now...and Hell. There's no TV or X-Box here. What else is he supposed to do in the Brink?*
*Grumbling something about goddamned broads, he does follow her....*
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:23 pm
*bard grins, a devilish gleam in his eye. He grasps Maggie's hand and draws her deeper into the library, toward their study table*
Yes! The Pop Quiz. It's a means for instructors to see just how much their students understand. And they can't prepare for it, because it's a surprise.
*They reach the table and he pulls out a chair for her to have a seat*
And you, my dear, are about to have your first pop quiz.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:26 pm
:::Cora enters quietly, looking back every couple seconds to see that Luke is near by. Her ears pick up Bard and Maggie's approximate location.:::
Luke, our targets are on the move. The inniciative is to get as close as possible without allowing them to know we are present. Copy.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:28 pm
*Luke quirked an eyebrow in disbelief.*
Copy?
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:30 pm
*eyes him uncertainly as she sits down, not sure she likes the sound of that* . . . What is it I have te do, then?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:30 pm
:::As soon as she heard Luke copy, she began to move quickly and silently behind a one of the inner main bowed bookshelves, this allowed them to be idealy close, and completely out of site:::
:::She turns and motions for Luke to hurry along:::
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:36 pm
*It's easy for Cora to move through the library unnoticed. She's not wearing boots, and she's not 6'2"...*
*Luke sighs. If someone had told him that he would be on his tip-toes sneaking through a non-existent library to eavesdrop on the romantic interlude between a 1550's milkmaid and her soon-to-be-lover from the future.... Well, he would have been laughing too hard to even say BULLSHIT to that...*
*He reaches Cora and crouches down next to her....*
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:39 pm
*Bard smiiles* Don't look so fretful. There's nothing to be nervous about. A lot of people get worked up over it, but it really isn't a big deal. I'm sure they even did it this way in your time. It's probably as old as Adam and Eve
Just take your time, and relax. I know you'll do wonderfully. And you'll feel all the more worldly afterwards.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:40 pm
:::Cora doesnt say a word, she just looks at Luke and bites her lip to conceal the giddy smile. They wait there to hear what's going on:::
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:41 pm
*Luke's eyes BULGE at what he hears Bard say.*
Holy s**t.
*turns to Cora* They're gonna get it on.
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