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 Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:06 pm
"No, not here," she answered. "the first time, I thought it was the Brink, but all I could see was him and two chairs. He told me, ' Even the smallest child is capable of doing the greatest things,' and then gave me this. He wanted me to be heaven's eyes and ears within the Brink."
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:11 pm
:::His eyes looked into hers, moving side to side as though trying to read her, trying to understand what was going on... the more she told him, the less and less it sounded right. It DID sound like spying...but not on Luana this time. On the Brink. He kept calm, kept his voice sounding as though he were merely curious:::
If you weren't in the Brink... where were you?
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:13 pm
"No," she answered. "I'm not sure where I was. The second time I saw him I was at home in the woods, but the first time, there was nothing. Just the angel, two chairs, and gray as far as I could see."
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:18 pm
:::Oh Gods... He hadn't forgotten what Cora said, about the Seraphim taking Luke and the girl out of the Brink... to a nothingness of gray. His heart started thumping in his throat. The Seraphim was watching them, right then and there. He couldn't give it away, they'd both be in serious danger, but she had to take it off, he had to tell her what was happening. How could he get it off of her without him knowing that he knew- he had an idea:::
:::Kal let go of the locket, letting it dangle back over her chest. He put his hand back up to her cheak and kissed her forhead, whispering:::
Luana... do you trust me? You know I would never to anything to make you unhappy...?
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:20 pm
Luana was confused. The question even scared her a little, but she answered, "Yes."
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:25 pm
:::Then he looked her square in the eye, his eyes pleading and a bit desperate. But he leaned in to kiss her again, very softly before pressing his hands into her back, pulling her closer, and whispering in her ear:::
Could you take it off... just for now, so we can... have some privacy?
:::He pulled his face away to look at her again, look in her eyes and try to convey to her what he was thinking without saying it. Trust me, for the love of Luca, trust me:::
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:29 pm
"Alright. I guess I can do that." Just this once, she promised herself as she unlatched the locket and let it fall into her hand.
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:31 pm
:::He let out a breathe, releived that she had listened:::
Uh, here... set it down here, we'll- we'll come back for it. I wanted to go do this, somewhere else...
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:32 pm
She knelt and placed it reverently on the ground, aranging the chain just so before standing up to follow Kal.
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 4:26 pm
**Enter from Main Room**
Luana ran down the hall and picked up the locket. It was wet. How did it get wet? She reached up and realized her face was wet. She was crying? Why was she crying? A little irritated, she wiped off her face, and put the locket back its place inside her costume.
Once that was done, she dropped off the bathrobe in her room and went back to the main room.
**Exit Luana to Main Room**
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 1:43 pm
*Enter Luke and Cora from Main room Pg 1091*
:::Luke opens the door to his room and walks Cora in. After a quick scrounging through the piles of stuff lying around he pulls out a sufficiently wrinkly and less smelly than the otthers T-shirt, and hands it to Cora. While she figures out the machinics, it takes Luke another few moments to find a suitable pair of pants.
He eventually looks in a drawer and finds a pair of flannels in which the color ran together in the wash and came out looking a purpley color with pink lines instead of white. They were clean and unworn:::
:::Minutes later the two emerge and head back for the main room:::
*Exit Luke and Cora*
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 4:02 pm
A familiar face had found himself transposed from an office he knew quite well to a desk he had almost forgotten, the time had been so long in passing. His feet were propped up on his desk and crossed such that he hardly seemed to be working, even though most of his duties these days consisted of paperwork. He let out a sigh as he closed his eyes with a smile, a much welcomed break from the monotony of the GPD coming in the form of simple silence and lack of fires, literal or figurative.
Yes, perhaps this was a sign he'd be coming back more often nowadays.
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 4:54 pm
When Tacitus finally lowered his feet from the desk he had a bleary eyes look, to the point where he seemed as if he were just waking up. In fact, he had just woken up, having had a short nap which consumed him only moments after his arrival. It was rather odd because he hadn't felt fatigued at all until he had left his office and reappeared within his room in the Brink fashioned after a previous office. He slowly stood, noticing he was rather hungry. The hunger was another thing that seemed rather out of place, but he wrote it off as having forgotten to eat recently.
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