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Post by K on Feb 19, 2009 7:53:40 GMT -5
Fantasy, Swords and sorcery, magic and all the likes.
She was alone now, she needed the time the time away from him. everything he did reminded her of what could have been, of how she had failed to save him. It was her own fualt for what happened. If she could have made it there sooner they "You gonna buy a drink hon?" She was snapped out of her thoughts as a serving maid spoke to her. She looked up and gave the friendly sounding maid a smile and flicked some snow white hair out of her eyes. She had neglected to charm it black as she normally did in the winter. "Probably not," She said in her small voice, "I will leave you a tip anyways though." The serving maid smiled. "You don't need to do that hon, You just had the look on your face like you were trying to forget somone, Ive seen that look before" "I am, but I don't drink." "Alright hon, tell me if you need anything though." "Ok, Thanks" She went back into her silence, staring at the wooden table but not really seeing it. The serving maid gave her one last look. 'She looks like a child almost.' the serving maid marveled. 'but One can tell she is an adult. And those eyes, Almost black, but green. Her clothes certainly point her out as not being human, very outlandish. But even if she dressed normal the ears give her away. Just like a rabbit's, white-furred just like her long hair. I wonder why such a pretty creature as herself is mourning over somone, she's very nice.' The serving maid walked away, the resteruant/bar was busy. Naomi sighed, thinking about him.
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Post by Shyl on Feb 22, 2009 17:50:54 GMT -5
Kalsa stood up, and then thought better of approaching the inherently depressed woman. He stood up again and sat down, he didnt know what to say to her. His emerald-green eyes couldnt leave her, the childish face betrayed her age. The sorrow in those eyes, it clouded his thoughts. What was she sad about, Why?. His long ears brushed up against the wall as he turned to survey the surroundings, How would he approach her so as not to surprise her or make him seem devious. His eyes locked back and met hers for an instant.
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Post by Black Cherry Cola on Feb 22, 2009 20:31:21 GMT -5
Bimbo burst into the pub, with little care for the already present patrons. Her cloak billowed in the sudden burst of warm-to-cold air, almost certainly smacking some poor bystander, but she was too fixated on her needs to stop and ask. The young woman pushed past those in her way, all four feet of her stalked to the bar.
"Beer. Pint. Now." She demanded, slipping onto the seat, before her hair had even settled back to her shoulders.
She was thin and muscular, and as her cloak settled around her, a dagger could be spotted on her waist. But by her attire one could guess she was anything but a person of war. Bimbo's beer arrived promptly, and she paid the barmaid with a few copper without comment. And the barmaid accepted them, without comment.
Left alone, Bimbo stared angrily into the beer. Her dark skin and dark eyes seemed to meld in the liquid, and she took a couple breaths before she brought the mug to her lips and desperately chugged.
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Post by Shyl on Feb 23, 2009 0:27:27 GMT -5
Kalsa was flustered at the sudden appearance of this new woman, or the fact her cloak had got him in the face. He remained in the corner, not sure who to watch, the hyperactive and angry girl or the girl who still sat staring at the table.
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Post by K on Feb 23, 2009 4:39:20 GMT -5
(hey, what species are both of your characters? Mine is a Charis. And bimbo?! lol wh did you pick that name?))
Naomi looked up, worried, anger was in the establishment now. Anger meant that emotions needed healing, Naomi wanted to do something about it, but she could not as her own emotions were dark. how could she not heal herself?! The Charis, as a species, were meant to heal, but the law of healing was one could not heal themselves. But emotional healing was different and she did not know what to do. She could not stand the roiling thoughts that the patrons of the building were thinking towards the woman. Naomi stood and left the building, as soon as she got outside she took a deep breath, taking in the cool night air. She stretched and walked slowly away.
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Post by Shyl on Feb 23, 2009 5:03:02 GMT -5
(elf <couldnt you tell by the ears touching the wall>)
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Post by K on Feb 23, 2009 5:15:01 GMT -5
((actually i couldn't, The elves i know don't have ears that big))
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Post by Black Cherry Cola on Feb 23, 2009 10:42:55 GMT -5
((Depends on the world, when it comes to elves. Some are short, some are tall; some have regular-sized ears, and some have massively huge ears. There's a video game like that, I think, I just don't know which one. And Bimbo's race and name-choosing are privy information :3))
Bimbo downed a good half pint before she slammed the drink down, spraying beer all over the counter. She gasped until she'd managed to get enough air, and then once she reached normal breathing sighed, lifting her head to glance at the patrons. A few were giving her sideways glances. Some were staring straight on. And others were just ignoring her.
Bimbo growled, her target an easy pick. Some creeper in the corner of the tavern, watching between her and some girl who'd just left. Elf, go figure, probably twice her size, but some people needed to be dealt with.
"What's your problem?" She shouted, snapping angrily from the bar. A few people turned their heads, but when they realized her gaze wasn't fixated on them, they shyly turned half-way back. "Trying to pick your next target? Out of all the people in this pub and you go and watch the girls. How do you think that makes you look, elf?"
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Post by K on Feb 24, 2009 5:29:15 GMT -5
((When I think of elves with ears that go past their heads I think Keebler. *headdeask, You have a dwarf no?))
Naomi had only walked about three feet before she heard as well as felt it. It confirmed her first suspicion that she was being watched, but it also meant that somone else knew she was too. She was tempted to continue walking, the gy, an elf, could, in fact be a pervert, which was annoying from occasion to occasion. Then again, he might have met a Charis before, or known she was older, in her years. In fact, most Charis her age had children, but she was busy spending her time with him. Either way her strong concience didn't let her ignore an issue she had cuased for long, it was against the nature of her species. she began trudging her way grudgingly back, faster than she had left.
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Post by Black Cherry Cola on Feb 24, 2009 10:33:36 GMT -5
((No ^.^))
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Post by K on Feb 24, 2009 11:26:40 GMT -5
((yeah, but I still should have thought of it earlier. Very similar from what I know now))
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Post by Shyl on Feb 24, 2009 13:12:11 GMT -5
Kalsa looked up at the angry little dwarf with mild distaste. such a rude individual. He stood up and simply looked at her with a glare, something passed on by his father, a glare from his family, one of actual anger, usually scared people. Something murderous in his eye, something chaotic, something deep within showing a rage that was left untapped, something no one had seen before, This deep emotion was overpowering to the younger races. He had no idea why this little dwarf was so angry or why she chose to pick a fight with him, after a bit of thought he loosed his hold on her and simply said "ish dal dieb al nua" (translating to "go away child" in the tongue of his race). He whirled around, his long white hair flying and flashed his jeweled dagger, hopeing it would deter the pesky 4 foot tall humanoid from her acquired target. He sidestepped the angry dwarf and ran thru the door calling out to the childlike being. He caught up to her and tapped her shoulder in chance he might be able to help her with her depression. "You seem distressed, dont mean to seem like a stalker or anything, its just in my nature to help those who seem like they could use it, if theres anything you need dont hesitate to ask" he said a bit to lightly. (fixed it <elfs in my style have ears lengthening to about 5 inchs in length. ... depending>
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Post by K on Feb 25, 2009 0:40:25 GMT -5
((you know yous being yelles at by a seemingly dwarf right?))
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Post by K on Feb 25, 2009 9:32:56 GMT -5
((and you do realize Naomi is walking back to you, not away? Really, your whole post confuses me, if you could explain it better.))
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Post by K on Feb 25, 2009 10:58:19 GMT -5
"To me, it seems like you needed help, elf." She said lightly. "You shouldn't give angry women a reason to yell at you whether your reason of cuasing the trouble is out of concern or not." She said, Her voice was joking, and carried the lightest of accents on account of her different vocal chords and such. "Of course, sometimes, conflict is hard to avoid, especially from angry women." She added jokingly. on an afterthought she said, "Why are you concerned of my mood though? You could indeed be a pervert although I doubt it. Most species of Elf stick to there own kind.
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