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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 7:44 pm
Nay . . . but it could well be simply that we've been missing each other. *she looks at him, a bit puzzled by why he keeps asking after Luke* Is he . . . alright?
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 7:47 pm
I hobe so.... *Bard looks troubled for a moment, but it quickly vanishes as he succumbs to another coughing fit*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:07 pm
Oh, dear . .. *Maggie rubs his back again until the fit passes.* Ye should likely be resting . .. *she leans over to kiss his cheek and then rises* I'll fetch yer key for ye. *and she crosses the room to do just that*
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:10 pm
*Bard begins to rise*
I don'd wand do go bag do my dime yed... I wand do mage sure Luge's nod beading himselve ubb....
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:14 pm
Ye can rest here *Maggie assures him, though she's rather unclear as to what's going on with Luke. She finds Bard's key easily, familiar with his name now, and then walks back over to help him up.*
*But mentioning his time prompts her to ask* Have ye been te see one of the doctors in yer time yet, though?
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:16 pm
*Bard laughs nervously and it becomes a barking cough*
... I'll be vine domorrow...
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:23 pm
*Maggie frowns dubiously as they start toward the guest room hallway, still looking quite worried* Bard . . . would it not be safer te go te one, just te be certain . . ? The doctors in yer time know such better medicine . . . surely they'd be able te help ye te recover . . . *she says as they walk*
**Exit Maggie, Bard, to Guest Rooms, 64**
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 6:33 pm
*Tavin steps in from the Guest rooms and looks about, like he's measuring something. He walks slowly about the main room, looking intently about*
Hmmmm.....
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 6:37 pm
**Enter Melliandra**
*Mell flickers in, crouched down to examine something. Her clothes are dusted with dirt, leaves, and cobwebs, her sword at her side. She's reaching out for something with a broad grin, her eyes narrowed in interest . . . . until her surroundings abruptly change*
Well now, that's terribly anticlimactic. *she grumbles irritable, sitting back on her heels, then glances about*
Ahhhhhhhhhh, well if it isn't my favorite fallen angel!
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 6:40 pm
*Tavin glances over at Melliandra, quizically*
Really? Who's your least favorite?
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 6:44 pm
*Melli stands up and brushes herself off nonchalantly* You, when you're being uncooperative.
*She strolls over and grins* So do try to stay in my good graces today, won't you?
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 6:50 pm
*Tavin look at her blankly*
Mell.... you.. uh.... you have a spider crawling up your...
*Tavin points*
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 6:54 pm
Hmm? *she glances down* Oh. *and then plucks the offending arachnid off her chest, dangling it at eye level by one spindly leg* My my, forward little creature, isn't it?
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 6:59 pm
*Tavin smiles and laughs nervously*
Yeah. Hardly any manners at all.....
*Tavin looked to his left and then quickly to his right*
So... I have.. something to do.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:03 pm
*Mell flips her hand to catch the spider in her palm, letting it crawl over her skin, turning her hand in time to send it crawling over the back of her knuckles. She continues doing this idly, keeping her gaze fixed on Tavin and lifting an eyebrow*
And what might that be, pray tell?
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