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 Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 12:48 pm
*Great, she was using him to get back at Kal too.* So what? Kal has NOTHING to do with this. And neither does some payback.
This is about you proving RIGHT NOW that this baby is mine.
We can go to my time or your time. It's up to you. But I can't trust a word you say until this happens.
So let's go. Pick one.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 1:07 pm
Kal has everything to do with this... it's his fault I have to resort to this sort of thing.
::::::Her gazed peirced him... She was stuck in quite a tough spot, but she decided finally:::
...I'll bring you to my world, now. I was alone when the brink picked me up so no one will see us. You are NOT to go anywhere that you might be seen, do you understand?!
:::Olsen is going to rip me to shreds for this:::
I've shared my results with the chief elder, and he is holding them until I give him my command. We can meet with hi-
:::But just as she was about to ask Luke if these circumstances were acceptable, she felt herself begin to fade away... before she could comprehend the relief, she was back in her own room, by herself:::
*Exit Kara*
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 1:15 pm
*When he saw her fading, Luke jumped to his feet.* Oh don't you dare--
*She was ********! *Luke makes a fist and bangs it down onto the counter.*
*Luke contemplates going back with his key. Just leaving this ******** place and going back to his own life.*
*But then he'd have to manage all this bullshit before he saw another person. AND he might miss Kara. She could come back at any time. ********... Luke sits down at the bar, with his head in his hands, thinking and thinking. Mostly thoughts of anger and pure regret.*
*He lets out a string of curses and BANGS the counter again.* ******** lying b***h.
*To solve this thinking problem, Luke turns to alcohol. He gets up to get a drink.*
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 1:24 pm
**Enter Maggie**
*Maggie fades in, stepping forward as she calls out to her son* -- too cold te be running off outside like that, Will, go fetch yer . . .
*she stops as the inn's kitchen is replaced by the Brink, lets her hands fall to her sides and shakes her head slightly* Well, I suppose 'twill wait. *she says to herself*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 1:29 pm
*Luke gets out straight Scotch. It makes a 'glug glug glug' sound as it pours into a tall glass.*
*He hears Maggie. But first, takes a swig of the Scotch. It burns his brain. He focuses on that for the moment, before he can handle anything else.*
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 1:35 pm
*Maggie turns to see Luke downing alcohol* Oh, ehm . . . good morrow, there, Luke. *she tilts her head, trying to gage his expression* How fare ye?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 1:43 pm
*Luke puts down the scotch. With false enthusiasm says.* Me? I'm great! I am ********. How're you?
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 1:45 pm
*Maggie blinks, taken aback by his response* H-heavens, Luke . . . whate'er is the matter?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 2:06 pm
*barks a laugh in a mildly psychotic fashion. Luke blinks and takes another drink of the Scotch. Sets it down.*
*ponders* That's a good question, Maggie. But you know, I've got a better one.
Why the ******** are we still coming here? Why has no one else on the planet heard of this place? Why do celestial beings keep ******** droppin out of the sky and trying to murder us? Why is it every time I try to do something about it - I run into some cosmic ******** roadblack? Why is it that every time I think this place has stopped ******** ME OVER - it finds a brand new way that I haven't thought of yet?! Why am I talking to someone who jumped out of a history book? I dunno, I don't ******** know. I don't get answers. I JUST LET IT RIDE.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 2:09 pm
*Maggie just stands there for a moment, stunned* I dinna . .. Luke . . I .. *she stammers out, uselessly*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 2:25 pm
*Luke pants, as if he's just run the 5K. Exhausting himself forces him to look at Maggie's reaction, and he realizes. She looks terrified.*
*He scared her because he's acting like a LUNATIC. She's afraid of him. What the ******** is wrong with him? Why...Why did he say all that? What....*
*Luke puts a hand up to cover his face and runs it over his hair. He looks down at the ground.* Maggie, I...I'm sorry, I didn't... *His face scrunches and his voice is hoarse.* Christ, I didn't mean to say that...
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 2:36 pm
*Maggie looks at him, her expression gradually fading from shock to concern.* Nay . . . nay, 'tis alright Luke.
*She may not know just what's going on, but she recognizes the look of someone who's been dealt more than they know how to handle* 'Tis too much sometimes. *she says softly* I know that.
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 2:44 pm
*Luke's shoulders deflate. He's afraid to lift up his eyes, so he doesn't. He's afraid of what he'll say, so he doesn't talk. He just stays where he is, hands gripping on the bar.*
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 2:51 pm
*Maggie looks at him for a moment, not knowing what to say. She reaches across the counter and just rests her hand on his*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 3:00 pm
*Luke shirks away from her hand. Not because it wasn't kind or because he didn't want attention. Because if Maggie kept her hand there, he would have broken down.*
*But he doesn't. Luke gets it together. He talks himself into it. He takes a deep breath and stands up. Again, he runs his hand over his face.*
*Can't leave. Can't stay. Luke doesn't know what to do, so takes another deep breath and leans back against the bar.*
*His thoughts are racing. He stares forward blankly in the midst of it.*
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