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Post by Black Cherry Cola on Feb 25, 2009 11:12:40 GMT -5
"Next time, act as if you intend to follow through on your threat!" Bimbo shouted after the elf, careless for his conversation, or his flashy annoyance.
Rolling her eyes, she went back to her drink, pulling her cloak tighter around her before taking another gulp. He wasn't worth pursuing; if it required moving from her seat, she wouldn't do it. Shouting accusations was more productive if done from a bar stool and that was where she intended to stay.
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Post by Shyl on Feb 25, 2009 12:54:16 GMT -5
Kalsa chuckled at both the insult and the witty comment the young looking one said. "the dwarf is just in a bad mood, you on the other hand have something on your mind besides fighting. You may call it curiosity if youd like, i just come to see if i can help with your foul mood." He glanced back at the angry woman and carelessly smiled at her, probably not the best idea he'd had that day.
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Post by K on Feb 26, 2009 0:53:01 GMT -5
"If you like traveling o One knows where to watch me heal sick and hurt people feel free to follow." She puased ((One is my version of God))"And my mood. . . There is nothing you can do about that." She turned and walked off, expecting the elf to follow. That was propably the one of the rudest things she had done in her life to somone who wasn't beinng rude to her.
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Post by Shyl on Feb 26, 2009 7:45:32 GMT -5
At the mention of the One, he recognized her race and his eyes widened, a charis, such a rare sight to see in a city, most specially a tavern. He flinched at the remark, Charis, from what he was told, where polite, at least the one he had met as a child had said that. The actions of this one were strange, as she turned her back on him, his features darkened a bit for a second, but just a second, his features brightened. The charis he knew had always been polite and energetic, maybe this one was just mistrustful of him, the curioua side of him had to follow. He followed her down the street.
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Post by K on Feb 26, 2009 12:12:57 GMT -5
She continued down the road. If her companion wasn't very likely diannual or nocturnal she wouldn't be dragging him along with her. She was glad somebody cared about her. As soon as she thought that she started crying silently. Little diamonds glinted in the light of the moon and splashed on the ground. She slowed to a stop. She couldn't go a day without crying over him. She was right now, in front of somone she didn't even know but she couldn't stop. Her head was down, her shoulders slumped, rabbit ears drooping slightly with gravity.
((sorry about this. She's not normally like this.))
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Post by Shyl on Feb 26, 2009 12:27:17 GMT -5
(real diamonds?)
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Post by K on Feb 26, 2009 12:31:05 GMT -5
((they splashed dude. How come I knew this would confuse you? lol no not real.))
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Post by Black Cherry Cola on Feb 26, 2009 12:35:49 GMT -5
((Although it'd be sweet if Naomi cried real diamonds. :3 Like, haaay, free monay.))
Bimbo downed the last of her pint, and slammed the mug down with satisfaction.
"Barmaid, refill," she called, slipping out a few more coins and giving both the mug and the coins to the woman.
Her beer was returned to her promptly, and this time she drank slower, glaring ominously around at the tavern, trying to find someone who caught her eye. Everyone seemed more interested in keeping to themselves; it wasn't odd to see an angry drunk at the bar, just exciting, so long as they were the watchers. Still slouching with her cloak tightly around her, she remained rooted to the spot.
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Post by K on Feb 26, 2009 12:36:48 GMT -5
((that would be painful i think. . .))
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Post by Black Cherry Cola on Feb 26, 2009 12:39:21 GMT -5
((Depends on when the diamonds were made. If they solidified after they hit her cheeks, it wouldn't be so bad. Like, she had a high body temperature, so she cried liquid. I'm not sure how fast diamond can solidify. Or how high the temps have to be so it melts. Can diamonds even melt?))
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Post by K on Feb 26, 2009 12:41:35 GMT -5
((diamonds burn They are made of carbon and turn to ash))
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Post by Black Cherry Cola on Feb 26, 2009 12:42:34 GMT -5
((True. But mixed with H2O I think you can melt anything. Hellooo, Wiki. <3 Okay, so I checked Wiki, which didn't tell me a whole lot, so I cross-referenced a couple of sites I found on Google, and it's totally legit. Not only do diamonds (made totally of carbon) have a melting point, they have a boiling point. Its sibling is graphite. invsee.asu.edu/nmodules/Carbonmod/point.html))
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Post by Shyl on Feb 26, 2009 12:56:19 GMT -5
(aiieee i made it a science experiment!) (btw my confusion was it coulda been wet ground, woulda been cool if they were real ) His pace slowed as he caught up to her, she had stopped, as he reached here he saw her shoulders moving up and down in rapid succession. She was crying. A look of sheer surprise crossed his face, any hint of happiness gave way to a look of pure confusion. He tapped her shoulder, a smile spread its way cross his face trying to hide the confusion of her actions. "Now why would a Charis be depressed over anything, you have a long life ahead of you, if its your past that haunts you, do something you enjoy."
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Post by Itsaki on Mar 2, 2009 14:29:11 GMT -5
Bylaris sat behind the bar. "Beer. Pint. Make it two." He said. He threw a few gold coins onto the counter. He put his face in his hands. Then he put another coin on the counter. "And another for the woman." He said, pointing to the angry girl sitting a couple seats down. Upon receiving his two pints, Aris downed half of it. "So what's your story, eh?" He asked the girl. "Angry boyfriend, Sergeant piss you off, you found out you're going into a war you thought you would never fight because your best friend is in the opposing army?" He asked her.
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Post by Black Cherry Cola on Mar 2, 2009 23:13:46 GMT -5
"What's it to you, stranger?" Bimbo asked, downing the last of her pint to accept the drink. "I'd say you're echoing your own problems."
She looked at him sidelong, out of her peripheral vision, giving him a half-assed once over, and taking a sip of her beer.
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