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 Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 6:51 pm
"Yeah, probably," Turin nodded, accepting the offered excuse. It was likely true, but...he wasn't sure exactly how focused he'd be on any court duties at the moment in light of things.
Giggling and closing in, Moana took a dive at her brother...and zipped by, missing him completely. Okay, so she was getting the speed thing down...but not aiming or changing direction.
Still distracted, Turin watched the children at play and nodded. "Of course. You're all welcome here in the court anytime." He had to admit, while he'd never expected children...he wasn't exactly fully against the idea, and now that they were here...
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 7:04 pm
Kelebek smiles and nods. "Thank you. And of course you're welcome in my home as well, should you wish to visit." She nods again earnestly. She hopes he wishes to visit, and not just to see the little ones.
"Goodbye..." she says softly as she collects Anatolio and Moana. She puts her hand to her hair to reassure herself that Zoran is still there, clinging to her, and she starts toward the exit. She looks back at Turin, and looks forward again just in time to avoid knocking over an urn.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 7:19 pm
Turin watched the group go, cringing and stopping short of saying something when Kelebek noticed the urn herself. He sighed softly, collecting his spear once alone again. So, this was it, hmm? No denying the situation anymore, that was for sure.
Forget going back on duty. There was no way his mind was in his work at this point. Heading off in the opposite direction, Turin steered towards his quarters instead.
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