Mina Celstes
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Hear me, hear me, for my voice is true!
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Post by Mina Celstes on Aug 27, 2004 7:07:54 GMT -5
*there goes her quiet day off...* Alright then. Poor Satorius. This'll be a first for him They're at the Evensong? Yep. It'll be fun and interesting.
Yes, they are!
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Aug 27, 2004 7:12:53 GMT -5
I'll say. Half-elf, half-celestial/-demon whatever, and an all-over Brightshield. Poor Eluria Thanks for telling me, Mina. I'd best be off then.
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Aug 27, 2004 7:21:53 GMT -5
*she laughs and walks out of the church, waiting for Mina as the latter dashes out. They walk to the city-centre together.*
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Aug 27, 2004 8:06:52 GMT -5
After getting directions, she brings the food there, and helps out as much as she can with anything else they trust her with. She drops things here and there, but overall she's surprisingly handy (for her usual self) when really needed. *given the overall busyness, nobody minds the mistakes, grateful for every pair of helping hands.*
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Post by Charith on Aug 27, 2004 10:11:44 GMT -5
She is happy to help out, and works all through the day without rest.
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Aug 27, 2004 10:16:48 GMT -5
*at the end of the day, they close up the services provided except for the most needy cases, and sit down for dinner and rest themselves. Talk is sparse, because everybody's tired, but the atmosphere is one of business done well and of accomplishment.*
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Post by Charith on Aug 27, 2004 10:19:34 GMT -5
She closes her eyes for a moment, and yawns. Tired... She walks towards the exit, nearly tripping over some discarded rags.
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Aug 27, 2004 10:24:47 GMT -5
*one of the novices, Swinstone, looks up from clearing up the rubbish.*
Miss, why don't you stay here? There's more than enough beds. I don't know where you're headed to, but it's not safe for you alone out there.
*he gets up and walks over to her.*
Thank you for helping out today. We could really use it.
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Post by Charith on Aug 27, 2004 10:27:15 GMT -5
She smiles wearily.
Thanks, but- er- you'd probably better give that bed to someone without a home. I'll find a place- thanks, but don't worry.
Blushes.
... don't mention it.
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Aug 27, 2004 10:35:51 GMT -5
*he smiles.*
Thank you miss. It's still not safe for you out there, though. Where are you going, I'll walk you there. Franciscus Swinstone, at your service.
*Franciscus stands about 6', with short blonde hair and blue eyes. Apart from his robes he wears a symbol of Kord, god of physical strength, and he's got the physique that one'd expect for a follower of this god. He's human.*
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Post by Charith on Aug 27, 2004 10:39:37 GMT -5
Her blush deepens.
Oh- oh don't trouble yourself for me- I've got nothing worth stealing, and- and you're tired. It's very nice of you, but really, I'll be fine. I- er- I'm Charith Ginesh, at yours.
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Aug 27, 2004 10:49:40 GMT -5
*he blinks.*
Charith? I've heard about you. Nice to meet you.
*he shakes his head.*
Oh no, mylady'd so kick my butt. We're all tired, but that won't stop me from helping you. So, where you headed? At least let me walk you to the end of this section.
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Post by Charith on Aug 27, 2004 10:52:58 GMT -5
Blinks.
Huh? You have?
Smiles.
I'm going to the Evensong, uh- in the City Centre...
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Aug 27, 2004 11:02:12 GMT -5
I'm a friend of Harold Rowler, he's told me about you.
*he smiles.*
Alright. Shall we then?
*he holds the door open for her, after informing some others he'll be gone for a while.*
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