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Post by Charith on Aug 8, 2004 18:14:27 GMT -5
Oops... Sorry sir, I can- er- I will pay the damages...
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Post by Toris Saren on Aug 8, 2004 18:18:54 GMT -5
Toris stows his weapon away. He holds up the small button, smiling.
"Damages?"
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Post by Charith on Aug 8, 2004 18:21:24 GMT -5
Er, yes...
Blushes.
I'd put it back on if I could but...
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Post by Toris Saren on Aug 8, 2004 18:26:46 GMT -5
Toris shakes his head.
"Don't worry about it."
He glances at his house.
"Would you like to come in?"
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Post by Charith on Aug 8, 2004 18:29:05 GMT -5
Oh? Thank you.
Smiles.
Er... Yes, sure.
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Post by Toris Saren on Aug 8, 2004 18:49:47 GMT -5
Toris leads her into his house, shutting the door behind her.
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Post by Charith on Aug 11, 2004 16:43:15 GMT -5
She walks through the streets, looking sad. She shouldn't make so much trouble. It's horrible, everywhere she goes... She sighs and finds a quiet street with a bench to sit down on. She sits, sighs, and starts thinking "a phrase, any phrase". It sort of calms her down. That's good. Keep going. Try not to think about nice people whose house you just wrecked and in whose eyes you just made yourself look like a complete idiot. Just keep going, calm down...
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Shadow
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Post by Shadow on Aug 12, 2004 11:23:34 GMT -5
(It had been a long walk.
Strolling around the area, he reflected that it was just as well he was attired as a man-about-town. Better to blend in here. He still disliked the necessity of coming here of all places.
He made his way towards the town centre, eventually spotting the place he was looking for, right on the border as he had been told.)
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Aug 31, 2004 8:13:54 GMT -5
*she walks along the streets, just happy to be outside for now, even though it's here. Even with the extra sleep she's looking somewhat pale and tired, an effect not lost on passersby, who frown and avoid her, despite her clothes. She doesn't mind.*
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Post by Amar on Sept 2, 2004 13:09:46 GMT -5
They walk through the streets. She manages to laugh a couple of times at Jules, who's keeping up a steady stream of stories about her time at the Castle, but as they get closer to the Centre she falls silent. She doesn't want to go in.
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Sept 2, 2004 13:17:34 GMT -5
Oh no, you can't back out now, Amar.
*she takes her friend by the arm and guides her into the Centre.*
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Post by Widifor on Sept 2, 2004 19:16:34 GMT -5
Eventually ending up here, he wanders aimlessly around the wide streets, watching the rich people, looking at the enormous mansions. In a small park, he sits down on a white metal bench with many many curls in the decorations of the back and arm rests, pulls his legs up and rests his head on his knees. He swallows a few times and blinks furiously. Mom... He closes his eyes and trembles. Mom. Now what does he do? He gasps for breath and shudders again, when a small cat suddenly jumps the bench and meows at him. He looks up.
Hello...
The cat gives him a curious look. He smiles a faint smile despite of himself, and stretches out his hand. The cat sniffs it, then presses its head against it. He carefully picks the animal up and sets it on his lap after he lowered his knees again. The cat purrs and lies down, and lets him pet its head and belly. The boy sighs and does so.
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Post by Nyata Alanadel on Sept 3, 2004 7:34:23 GMT -5
*Raven walks up to Widifor, a bemused smile on her face. She had just been out for a walk, and this happened to be on her usual rout.*
Fancy seeing you here.
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Post by Widifor on Sept 3, 2004 7:36:01 GMT -5
He looks up- the cat stops licking his fingers, looks at Raven and jumps away.
What do you want?
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Post by Nyata Alanadel on Sept 3, 2004 7:37:47 GMT -5
He looks up- the cat stops licking his fingers, looks at Raven and jumps away.What do you want? Want? Nothing. I was just going for a walk and happened to see you.
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