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 Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 11:49 pm
Help yourself to the bar. No one ever charges.
At least... no one's come to collect yet...
*he lapses into thought, muttering* Will God make us pay the tab when we get to heaven?
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 11:52 pm
Oh, BABY! Now THAT is my kinda place! I think I'm gonna like it here, dude!
*Alex reaches for a bottle and his hand goes right through it. He's fading out*
Ah, hell, man. I'm all.... transparent. Not good for a lawyer. What do I do, man?
*Alex disappears*
((G'night all! Early day tomorrow biggrin Have to get up and help vote a warmongering retard out of office))
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 11:57 pm
((AMEN to THAT!))
Well....
.... We do get all sorts here.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 12:00 am
Goodbye for now, Alex . . . *looks down at her hands, still upset by what she discovered about Tavin's family*
[Hear hear! Night babe!]
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 12:00 am
Are you all right, Maggie?
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 12:04 am
*turns to him, her expression very sad, but she fades out before she can reply*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 12:09 am
Oh my....
*sits quietly for a few moments, pondering the events of tonight*
Tavin... married... with kids.... Grown kids....
well... I suppose anything's possible in the Brink.
*he rises, taking his manuscript. He takes his key from the board and a bottle of merlot from behind the bar*
Maggie must be imagining things... I was most definitely never there.
*he wanders off to his room*
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 12:28 am
*Luke blinks into the main room.* *He had been sitting, staring at his computer screen. He catches himself and stands.*
*Luke rubs his eyes irritably...He had just been planning on going to bed.*
*Frowning deeply, he looks around.* *It had barely been 24 hours since his last visit.*
*irritably* What the ********, man....
*He is all alone. Seeing that there are no visitors besides himself, Luke grabs his key off the wall.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 12:29 am
*He'll be damned if this place is going to control him. He unlocks the door and returns back to his time....*
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 4:48 pm
:::Slowly, a light figure appeared in one of the chairs at the brink. Cora appeared to be attempting to put something in her mouth to bite down on it, and realized it wasn't there:::
Oh! :::sigh:::: Oh good...I was not looking forward to attending to my work today. :::She was talking to herself:::
:::Things in Cora's home life were beginning to go down hill. The sergeant officers were quick to notice the peculiar fashion of work Cora had been exibiting, first with smiling at the child while on duty, and now daydreaming, listless and unenthusiastic drilling, she was even caught smirking to herself in thought when she didn't realize that others were looking on, shocked:::
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 9:23 pm
*Torment blinked in, he was in midstep backwards and hit a chair, falling into it promptly. His breath was staggered and he was looking towards the floor. One hand lay across his lap while the other was held close to his torso. His eyes were hidden by a pair of black shades, behind them there was pain in his eyes. He smelled strongly of sweat, the jungle, and the strong aroma of another's body.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 9:33 pm
:::Cora had been sitting idly at the bar for quite some time, when she heard an entrance behind her. When she turned to see Torment just feet away, her heart skipped a beat:::
:::She ran to him, and threw her arms around him. She had been so worried:::
Torment. I didn't know if you would ever come back! I thought Tacitus had gotten to you! :::She was near tears:::
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 9:40 pm
*Torment didn't say anything, he just kinda sat there, staring at the floor. Every other few breaths seemed to have a slight gurgling sound to it as he slowly lifted the arm that had been held close to his chest. The glove had hidden the gunshot wound and the dark color made it so that even though it was soaked in blood, it didn't look it. He tried to speak, but no words came out at first.*
".........c....Cora..."
*His hand fell, running limply down her arm and smearing his blood down the side from the soaked glove.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 9:50 pm
:::Cora sees it...and all the comfort she felt a moment ago in his arms fades to penetrating fear:::
:::She didn't know what to do...a wound this severe was not treatable by her hands, and without tools:::
...no....No! Torment! Please no! :::Tears begin to well up in her eyes::: What happened?
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 9:55 pm
*Torment struggled for a moment before his words came between staggered gasps for breath.*
"....cora....he came....I told......told her to run....she'll be safe....but....he....he said you.....you played....as much...a part in this....as he..."
*He fell into a violent fit of coughing, blood pouring from his mouth and over his shirt.*
"....said....to ask you....why...."
*With that his wings atop his head seemed to droop firther as the shades fell from the bridge of his nose. The staggered rising and falling of his chest slowing.*
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