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Post by Jason on Nov 15, 2004 12:20:10 GMT -5
*Tahtari snikers a bit*
>Confused are we?<
*She returns the defiant look, grining at the firecat at the same time*
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Post by Catriona on Nov 15, 2004 12:25:00 GMT -5
*Miphi now looks very, very confused, then hops off her chair with the look of one who always planned to do that, and never really cared to pay any attention to the lower creatures she sort of tolerates around her territory anyway. Her tail and and nose in the air, she steps off, slowly and dignified like a queen, towards the kitchen.*
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Post by Jason on Nov 15, 2004 12:30:18 GMT -5
*Tahtari lets out a low telepathic giggle*
.oO(Big cats are fun to mess with...)
*Tahtari motions with her head to the gray being that is standing in wait for Tahtari's orders. The being follows the firecat and attempts to pet it. Tahtari watches with an ammused grin on her face, no one gets to give her that kinda condecending look without retrobutiuion of some type. First she has to figure out what bothers it then she'll bother the firecat more effectivly*
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Post by Catriona on Nov 15, 2004 12:36:28 GMT -5
*Miphi gives the being a completely puzzled look. What the- Ah well, if it wants to pet her, she will approve if she must. She rubs against the whatever-it-is.*
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Post by Mellinore Brightshield on Nov 15, 2004 12:36:53 GMT -5
(He bade farewell to Cat and left.
Passing through the common room he walked out into the open air. He headed towards the house, to collect his gear before travelling to Faentaure.)
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Post by Mecrinus on Nov 15, 2004 12:40:09 GMT -5
Thank you, Catriona. We've already eaten, so we won't detain you any longer.Andreth turns to Mecrinus. Thank you for taking the time to show us around.She bows briefly to them both, before she goes upstairs with Gar'diol. "Goodnoght. I'll see you tomorrow." He turns and leaves the Inn.
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Post by Jason on Nov 15, 2004 12:42:46 GMT -5
*The being begins to loose cohesion when Miphi rubs up against it leaving a slimy substance (Destabilizing ectoplasm) on the parts of Miphi body that touched it. It tries to pet Miphi but its hand similarly melts on touching. On the table Tahtari is snikering and trying to not let out any loud noises lest she cue Miphi into the beings sudden destabilization being her fault*
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Post by Catriona on Nov 15, 2004 12:46:49 GMT -5
*She drops straight through the whatever-it-is and looks confused. And there's whatever-it-is on her fur! Meow! She bursts into a ball of flame and with one giant leap she jumps over the couch. There is a low grunt from there, and on inspection the firecat is found to have snuggled close to a rather large green and white tiger who lies half-asleep behind the couch. The tiger just sort of rolls his eyes and puts his head back on his paws.*
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Post by Jason on Nov 15, 2004 12:52:34 GMT -5
*Tahtari watches quite ammused as the remains of the astral construct are sent back to the astral plane. She snikers at the pair of big cats*
>That was fun... I'll have to do that again some time...<
*She snags the last of the food from the bowl the now non-existant astal construct had brought her. She hops to the floor and makes sure to pass the couch Miphi is on in full visibility. She gives haughty a haughty grin and pads off to leave taping a power so that she can see the firecat's responce before leaveing without actually looking back at her*
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Nov 15, 2004 21:08:04 GMT -5
*the cleric walks in. Not seeing the innkeeper right away, she puts the envelope in a conspicuous spot on the bar, gets herself a glass of water, and then leaves again.
The envelope bears the mark of All Souls.*
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Post by Catriona on Nov 18, 2004 9:26:26 GMT -5
*Cirion kept her up late last night, and the night is troubled. She has difficulty falling asleep, wondering where Satorius is, and whether he's alright. Of course he is alright, he can take perfectly good care of himself. But what if he's not? But he has to be. But she can't help him if he gets in trouble. No, he's fine. But how would she know if he needed her? She tosses and turns, frowns and turns again, and when she eventually falls asleep from sheer exhaustion, her closed eyes are really the only indication of it. She keeps turning and tossing, her hands tremble and there is a nervous twitch around her mouth. Her mind is racing over the same things over and over again. Satorius, Satorius chased by a Marilith, Satorius gasping as a sword slides straight through him. That image keeps returning to her again and again and again. "Cat... run! He will not be able to find you for a time... run..." She cries in her sleep and tosses around. Screams screams and more screams echo through her head, as loud as when she really heard them, as urgent as ever. She starts up, looks around the room with sleepy eyes, and sinks back again. As soon as her head hits the pillow, the shadows creep back to her mind's eye and she sees other scenes, hears different voices. I didn't know you were ssso eager to come back. No no no no no! She thrashes around. "I am avenging my wife, my family, and my UNBORN CHILD!" She mutters softly and shakes her head and hits a sleeping fist on her pillow. Mellinore in tears, Taur glaring at her, Julia screaming when she gets pinned to the floor by Synar's stick. She mutters and thrashes around some more. Sssuch a trusssting creature you are, Cat. She nearly wakes, her fists clenched with white knuckles. Grinning faces, pleading eyes, the shocked expression of a Svirfneblin child. "That is no daughter of mine!" No, no- she turns again. Tengfou and Laura. Synar on his throne. Elfhame in his Dementia space. Tirith crying for her after having had a nightmare. The screams of sad, angry people at the trial. A Bodak charging at her. Kaitan grabbing for his eyes after she blinded him. Sssuch a trusssting creature you are, Cat. No! The sounds meld into a cacophony of screams, the images blur into colours. She gasps for breath and her fists clench so tightly her nails dig into the palms of her hands. Sssuch a trusssting creature you are, Cat. The words echo softly in the background as the colours die down, the sounds eb away to whispers. Silence. A clearing in the woods- a touch, a kiss, a smile- then his eyes wide open, staring at her in shock, as if he can't believe it- pleading for help- pain and shock and a whisper that dies down and hands pulling her away, no, let me go, let me go! No! She starts up again, her face wet and her nails bloody. The room is dark and quiet but for Cirion's soft, regular breathing. What time is it? Four, five? She huddles up, her knees pulled up, her face in her arms, and she cries softly. Afraid to go back to sleep. Come back... Come back.*
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Post by Yvocca Shering on Nov 18, 2004 19:01:18 GMT -5
She enters the inn, and makes for the kitchen. Hungry... How about cheese on toast? Roasted in the oven just enough for the bread to go crunchy and the cheese to melt... Hmm...
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Post by Catriona on Nov 18, 2004 19:03:57 GMT -5
*Trink is just cleaning up random things in the kitchen. Nothing better to do. Not going to sleep. The smell of fresh croissants starting to come from the oven, slowly filling the kitchen. She looks up when Yvocca walks in, and smiles happily.*
Hey! How are you, where were you, missed you at dinner last night..?
*She frowns at the state of Yvo's clothes.*
What have you been doing?
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Post by Yvocca Shering on Nov 18, 2004 19:06:30 GMT -5
She takes a deep breath. Oh, that smells goooood...
Hm? Oh- I'm sorry Mrs Trevain. Went out.
She looks at her clothes and shrugs.
Nothing much.
Glancing at the oven.
Could I please get some breakfast? I'm really hungry.
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Post by Catriona on Nov 18, 2004 19:17:18 GMT -5
*She shakes her head.* Just take care of yourself now, alright? Satorius wouldn't like your not taking care of yourself. *Smiles.* Of course. *She takes out two croissants and butters them.* Jam or cheese? Or chocolate paste or...?
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