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Jun 30, 2004 16:34:48 GMT -5
Post by Yvocca Shering on Jun 30, 2004 16:34:48 GMT -5
She is wandering through the streets, has been for weeks. Her clothing is now nothing more than rags, the black is starting to grow from her hair, the make up has long since washed off- she is even more thin than usual, and seems to be shivering. Her face is very white, the magical red in her eyes is fading. She is just slowly strolling around, without any particular purpose. Her eyes are distant.
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Jun 30, 2004 16:38:59 GMT -5
Post by Sieg on Jun 30, 2004 16:38:59 GMT -5
=Sieg catches up to her and stops, blinking a few times. He thinks over the description for awhile, making sure before he approaches her... well, there was one easy way to find out. Sieg walks up to her, grinning.=
"Ya Yvocca?"
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Jun 30, 2004 16:41:25 GMT -5
Post by Yvocca Shering on Jun 30, 2004 16:41:25 GMT -5
She looks at the boy, slightly disturbed and confused.
Who the Hell are you?
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Jun 30, 2004 16:49:29 GMT -5
Post by Sieg on Jun 30, 2004 16:49:29 GMT -5
She looks at the boy, slightly disturbed and confused.Who the Hell are you? =Sieg's grin widens.= "I'm Sieg, resident wagger. Lady's grace, Yvocca. Someone's worried about ya."
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Jun 30, 2004 16:59:14 GMT -5
Post by Yvocca Shering on Jun 30, 2004 16:59:14 GMT -5
Yeah whatever.
Her eyes roll in their sockets.
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Jun 30, 2004 17:03:30 GMT -5
Post by Sieg on Jun 30, 2004 17:03:30 GMT -5
Yeah whatever. Her eyes roll in their sockets.=Sieg shrugs.= "Ya don't have to believe me. Dark o the matter is, I don't care if ya believe me or not. I was payed to find ya by a guy named Satorius. Know him?"
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Jun 30, 2004 17:11:33 GMT -5
Post by Yvocca Shering on Jun 30, 2004 17:11:33 GMT -5
She frowns slightly, her eyes going distant and focussing again a few times.
... yeah...
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Jun 30, 2004 17:19:16 GMT -5
Post by Sieg on Jun 30, 2004 17:19:16 GMT -5
She frowns slightly, her eyes going distant and focussing again a few times.... yeah... =Sieg never seems to stop grinning.= "Well, he and Mrs. Trevain were worried about ya. Just passin' the message, take it any way ya want."
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Jun 30, 2004 17:25:46 GMT -5
Post by Yvocca Shering on Jun 30, 2004 17:25:46 GMT -5
... yeah. Alright.
She starts walking away again, slowly, trying to hold her balance.
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Jun 30, 2004 17:29:58 GMT -5
Post by Sieg on Jun 30, 2004 17:29:58 GMT -5
=Sieg, having delivered his message, was perfectly happy with this. He walked away, passing by a bum. After passing by the bum, he can be seen rolling his newest copper piece across the fingers of his left hand while grinning. These people were so easy=
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Jun 30, 2004 17:33:03 GMT -5
Post by Yvocca Shering on Jun 30, 2004 17:33:03 GMT -5
She hesitates at a corner, then sighs and wanders slowly towards the central city.
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Jul 22, 2004 14:45:33 GMT -5
Post by Rumerin on Jul 22, 2004 14:45:33 GMT -5
*A Half Elf wanders the streets. She scowls. He fled here? Idiot. This is home ground. Still, everyone who knew anything, pointed her here. She shakes her head and makes a few inquiries after the man.*
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Jul 22, 2004 14:49:40 GMT -5
Post by Validus Ur Vashina on Jul 22, 2004 14:49:40 GMT -5
The information is terribly easy to come by, as everyone remembers the little weasel. Kraxas apparently holed up in one of the ruined buildings after beating back some bums with overly large suitcases.
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Jul 22, 2004 14:56:28 GMT -5
Post by Rumerin on Jul 22, 2004 14:56:28 GMT -5
*She sighs, shakes her head and goes to find the guy. She doesn't have to worry too much about covering her tracks, as these people aren't talking to guards anyway. The odds of the body even ever being found are remote. She walks up to the building, softly, and listens carefully for any sound from within.*
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Jul 22, 2004 14:58:48 GMT -5
Post by Validus Ur Vashina on Jul 22, 2004 14:58:48 GMT -5
There is a repetative clip, back and forth across the floor. Someone is pacing in there.
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