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 Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 8:38 pm
Tavin... The name rang in Luana's ears. Suddenly the platinum chain around her neck was noticable to her again, though its weight was often forgotten by her most of the time.
If the demon had taught this woman some kind of evil magic, then it would be best not to let her get too close, Luana decided. She found herself feeling the urge to flee.
"Uh, no, no, it's alright." Luana thought quickly. She walked over to the board and grabbed her key. "I think for now I'll just go back to my room here and... plan out everything I'll need. Materials, procedure, and such." She started to walk toward the hallway.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 8:56 pm
*Luke arches an eyebrow at Luana.*
Are you sure? It's pretty cool to watch it in action.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 9:04 pm
"I'm sure." She brushed back her hair with her fingers. "I think I've had more that my share of magic for the week."
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 9:07 pm
*Maggie nods. She can understand that all the magic in the Brink can be a bit much sometimes* Well, if there's anything I can do te help, ye've only te... *but she fades and vanishes before she can finish offering her assistance*
**Exit Maggie**
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 9:14 pm
*Luke watches as Maggie fades away.*
*He looks over at Luana. Maybe she was freaked out. Which made sense. That's what they did there 99% of the time. And with good reason, he thought.*
*As far as Luke had seen, nothing killed fear like a good challenge.*
I dunno. If you can handle rocket science, I thought you'd be up for something like this.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 9:28 pm
"Rockets you can understand and control when you know the science behind it. This," she gestured with one hand, as if to indicate all of the Brink and what it contained. "This is just nuts."
With that she turned and went to her room.
**Exit Luana to Guest Rooms**
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 9:59 pm
*Luke went to go after her, but he heard the door shut behind her.*
*He sighed a little and looked away. Well, fine, however she wanted to deal with it. Luke didn't like to bond over much, but hating the Brink and being controlled by it - there was something he could commisserate with.*
*Luke sips his beer as he looks around the quiet room. He hadn't been here in awhile.... It felt weird to be back. He stared down at the can, frowning in thought. Did he miss Cora this summer? Of course he did. Did he miss Bard and Maggie? Yeah. Did he miss sex with Kara? ******** yeah.*
*But did he miss the Brink itself? No, no, apart from the Jag not really. For awhile he'd thought ... Well what had he thought. That he was done with the place? That it'd all been one ******** up dream - not an entirely bad dream - but an unwelcome one. He was starting to get used to waking up from it.*
*Luke starts to get that feeling again. The one he tended to get where he was here. That uneasy feeling like something just wasn't right and wouldn't be right, not even when he left. Christ, he hated it.*
*Luke could leave, but he doesn't leave. He's not sure why. He stays there, thinking about it ... until he fades.*
**Exit Luke**
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2005 8:15 am
:::Cora walks into the main room, scratching one of her temples with her pointer finger, and looking around. It appeared as though she was looking for something to do. The frown she suddenly donned made it apparent that she was hoping she might run into a guest. She'd run through her list of things to keep her busy one too many times, but she did it again:::
Hm...
:::Physical training, sleep, read, braid, drink wine... practice Brink power:::
:::Cora decided that playing with her brink ability was the least recent thing she'd done, and so she went behind the bar and started stacking full bottles of beer onto the counter. When she was satisfied with the number of them, she walked back around, and picked one up. She flung it straight up into the air and concentrated on it to keep it there. She no longer had to even look at it, the ability was natural now this way. She looked over and picked up a second bottle and did the same thing. Now two bottles levitated:::
:::She did this until she felt a strain, then she let them all down one by one, and set them down on the table. Then she repeated the process, adding an extra bottle to the air each time:::
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 5:00 pm
*cross Fades in next to the bar... leanng against it and drumming his fingers.... his order was taking a considerable amount of time..... he then notices the empty barroom and glances over.. oh well plenty of rum and spirits, but no game hen to go with it.... least-wise not while he was here.. he liberates a bottlew of spiced rum from the bar and makes his way to an empty table*
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 5:03 pm
**Enter Melliandra from Guest Rooms**
*Melli strolls in from the hallway, freshly scrubbed, wearing a dressing gown, her hair loose and damp. She plants her hands on her hips and smirks* Well well, if it isn't the pirate captain.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 5:10 pm
Well well, if it isn't one of th'more beautiful Roses I've set an eye upon.
*takes a drink from his bottle and sets it down*
Our last encounter was a bit brief was it? what with you dissapearing with ol' tall grim and gangly.
*lookes her up and down.*
just had a bath have we?
*he returns her smirk with a grin of his own*
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 5:14 pm
*Mell chuckles* I have indeed. Quite refreshing really. *she sidles over and perches on the edge of the table* What have you got there? *she motions to the bottle*
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 5:23 pm
*glances down at his bottle* This? Damn finest rum I ever did have... spiced right streight from the bottle... and the man on the label reminds me of my old mentor interestingly enoufgh... Th'name is almost the same too. *He looks whistful for half a moment then takes another pull* Not the strongest I've e'er had, mind ye, but that just lets it go down all th'easier. As does fine company.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 5:26 pm
Why I suppose it's never gone down more smoothly, then, has it? *Melli responds dryly, then eyes the label* Morgan, hmmm? *she holds her hand out expectantly*
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