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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 0:44:41 GMT -5
"Hi..." Linx finished descending the steps, keeping Archon close while doing so. "How are things?" Upon seeing Skyrl, though, he was almost tempted to just draw his CLOS right off the bat. That one couldn't be trusted.
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 22, 2007 0:57:36 GMT -5
Sinthin limped down the staircase, head down. Not paying attention to where he was walking. He had heard the thump of someone descending the stairs, but it had stopped so he had figured the beast had gone on. He ran straight into Linx at the bottom of the stairs
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Post by Lore Winde on Dec 22, 2007 0:58:06 GMT -5
"Not a lot. Well.. Skyrl kind of wanted to see the Fort. I couldn't really refuse." Lore tried keeping her tone light, but she figured that Linx would see through that anyway. She glanced sideways at Skyrl, trying to see if he would react at all.
Skyrl smiled a benign-seeming smile, and replied, "Yes, Lore would never pass up an opportunity to be with me." He laughed, not at all concerned with how Lore or Linx would take his words.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 1:00:15 GMT -5
Linx had no time to respond to Lore, as he was nearly actually knocked down. Only good reflexes sending a paw of his to the rail kept him from toppling over entirely. "Whoa!... What..." After getting down the last couple steps and turning around to see who it was, he was thus slightly less confused. It was Sinthin, although when and why the otter had gotten up the stairs were beyond him. "Oh. Sooner or later I'll have to learn your name."
Archon turned to see whoever this beast was, somewhat bemusedly. "Who are you?"
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 22, 2007 1:03:36 GMT -5
**His eyes flashed as he mumbled** Sinthin, why? **He looked Archon up, then down, then up again, he was impressed, besides the numerous scars on his body, Archon was quite handsome, he would have to get to know him better**
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 1:06:35 GMT -5
"I'm guessing so I can call you something that isn't derogatory of race or anything." Archon made a quick visual scan of this otter, this... Sinthin, and liked what he saw. A rather slight but simultaneously lithe young beast, maybe around his age, maybe a little younger, even. This would would have to take some getting to know. "I'm Archon. Great to meet you."
Linx decided to leave them to speak so he could turn to address Lore. "That's, uh, cool, I suppose. Why are you in here, though?"
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 22, 2007 1:12:05 GMT -5
Linx **Sinthin said quietly** I need a few things, need to get back soon, hurry
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 1:13:55 GMT -5
OOC: Two things. Linx isn't talking to you right now, he's talking to Lore, while Archon talks to you, and you don't know Linx's name.
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 22, 2007 1:15:32 GMT -5
OOC: Sickbay? Didn't he learn it there, and I interuppted
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 1:16:38 GMT -5
OOC: No, you didn't learn it there.
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Post by Lore Winde on Dec 22, 2007 1:17:25 GMT -5
"Skyrl wanted to see the Fort. Otherwise we wouldn't be here at all. Well, I would be around somewhere, but Skyrl probably would be somewhere else. In the woods or something. He likes doing that," Lore replied, shrugging.
Skyrl glanced over at Lore. Something aibout her words irritated him. No, really, everything about her irritated him, though he gave no sign of it. "I like the woods," was all Skyrl said.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 1:19:59 GMT -5
Linx heard a voice behind him but held off from response for a moment. "OK... I won't bother you further, and..." He turned around to face Sinthin again. "...What are you talking about?"
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 22, 2007 1:25:16 GMT -5
Your shop, I need things **He patiently waited for a response, his mind racing Who is the other mouse, he's... handsome, why am I plagued with these thoughts. Why can't I be normal His face screwed up.**
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 1:27:37 GMT -5
"Uh... Just outside, market square." Linx could tell there was something going on here, but he couldn't tell between whom.
Archon tried to keep his eyes off this otter. It was bad enough with Auric, a huge dent in his once-adamant loyalty... These feelings, if let loose in full, would smash his last bastion of integrity. But that was one heck of a body there.
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Post by Lore Winde on Dec 22, 2007 1:44:39 GMT -5
Lore sighed softly. More of this again. "Perhaps I should go," thought Lore. Although she had no problem with the choices that Linx (and others) had made, the repeated scenes of so-called "interactions" were becoming slightly old, and even more uncomfortable. "Skyrl, do you want to go somewhere else now?" asked Lore.
"Why? Are you not enjoying this little scene?" Skyrl's face was contorted into a devilish grin. Once again, he was completely ignoring and disregarding Lore's thoughts and feelings. Typical of him...
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