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 Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 9:58 pm
*Alex smirks*
The name is Alex, dude. Alexander Gallowsraven is what my mum calls me. Just a humble lawyer lookin' to relax a bit after a hard day defending the "wrongly accused". So what do we got here? Open bar?
*Alex casually strolls to the bar and pulls out a bottle of burboun, then looks back at Maggie, chuckling to himself at her reaction*
Ah, relax babe. I'm not lookin' to score on ya. Just pointin' out the obvious. No hard feelings? Come have a drink with me. Take the edge off and relax a bit. No need to worry, Hon. I ain't the type to love and leave, anyhoo. I'm a sucker for a deep romance, a warm fireplace, and a lively conversation. Let's start with lively conversation and see how it goes from there? You dig? How 'bout we start with your name? I can call you "hot stuff" all night, but a pretty face like yours has got to have an equally beatiful name with it, and I would MUCH rather call you by that.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:01 pm
*her mouth drops open in shock* . . . Alexander Gallowsraven . . !? *studies his face carefully* Why, ye're Tavin and Robyn's son!
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:03 pm
What? *blinks*
Tavin has a son?
*blinks*
Tavin's married?
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I didn't even know angels could....
*gulps down his wine quickly and pours himself another glass*
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:07 pm
*turns around towards Bard, surprised yet again* Of course Tavin's married . . . we were both of us there at his wedding . . .
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:10 pm
*Alexander is too caught up in himself to realize that a conversation is going on around him, about him, and without him. Finally he realizes that nobody is paying attention to him*
Hey, am I really all that dull? Hell, I thought I was at least decent to look at.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:13 pm
*looks back to Alex, still reeling a bit from putting together who he is* Good heavens . . . last I saw ye, ye were still only a wee babe!
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:14 pm
*blinks* wedding, but.....
*he's distracted by Alex's remark.*
I'm sorry....?
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:18 pm
*Alex narrows his eyes and mutters under his breath*
Oh man. I just tried to pick up a mental case. God damned Tarot cards didn't say jack s**t about this...
*Alex coughs and starts again, addressing Maggie*
Uhm, gee, Miss. I certainly hope that you didn't take my statement as an inapropriate manner. I was simply attempting to get to know someone better in the unfamiliar place. Perhaps you can point me in the direction of a tour guide or something.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:20 pm
*starts to say something else to Bard, but turns back to Alex as he speaks to her again*
Alex, I dinna think ye understand . . . ye are Tavin and Robin's son, are ye not?
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:21 pm
Well, seeing as Tavin's not here.... we're probably your best bet.
*he motions with his wine glass*
Welcome to the Brink of Time.... have another drink, and we'll fill you in.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:26 pm
*Alex puts his hand out to stop Bard and speaks to Maggie again*
Hold, hold, hold....... Did you say Robyn and Tavin? Are you saying that you know my Mum? And my worthless Pops, too? Just who the hell are you, lady?
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:29 pm
*frowns, echoing* Worthless? Good heavens, Alex, 'tis no way te speak of yer father.
*proceeds to explain* I'm Margaret Dowling . . . Maggie. Yer parents are both friends te me.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:33 pm
*Bard takes a sip of his wine and lets Maggie do the talking.... 'married?'*
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:35 pm
*Alex doesn't skip a beat*
Well, Margaret, I've never heard Mom mention anyone by that name, but I can tell you this. Tavin. Is. A. Worthless. b*****d. And. I. Hope. He. Rots. In. Hell. You think that a good father, no- a good MAN would get his wife pregnant and then just disappear on her? What kind of a loser just takes off and leaves a woman to raise two children by herself? I'll tell you what kind. My FATHER. That's the kind. Screw him. If you know my Pop, I feel for you, but if you're friends with Mom, well... you can't be all that bad.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:39 pm
*stares at Alex, aghast*
*she's silent for a few moments as the implication of his words sink in* Oh no . . . oh no. *covers her mouth with her hand, quite upset to realize that Tavin's fears must have come true* He wasna able te get back te ye . . . .
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