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Rogue-writer-16She nodded, "As always, it seems." she motioned for her to lead, "We should orgnanise an afternoon for a visit." she commented. |
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AlliroseImalla nodded. "That would be wonder-wonderful! Unless y-your living with Az-Azor... because then I-I would probably only be a f-few doors down..." she smiled and nodded to Seil. Torren was nowhere in sight."Time to go?" Seil asked. Imalla nodded and turned to Teela. "Home?" she asked. ((To the mansion? If so, just post. :P I have to go. See you!)) |
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Rogue-writer-16((Righto! NIght!))Teela nodded, "I will be at Azor's. Still, we'll have to plan an afternoon. I'd like to have someone to talk to, Imalla." she smiled, "What do you think, Seil. I'd like to invite you all over for perhaps a dinner or an afternoon." she offered, smiling... thinking only of Azor... and how much he would *love* her for this. |
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AlliroseImalla blushed and muttered a small thankyou. Seil beamed and clapped his hands together. "That would be wonderful! I've been meaning to talk to my brother for a long time. So, will you set the date with Azor or will any time be alright?" |
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Rogue-writer-16Teela thought for a moment, "I suppose for dinner I shall set a date with Azor but I would enjoy it if you visited for an afternoon, perhaps. Just anytime." she answered. |
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AlliroseSeil grinned and nodded. "Of course." Imalla beamed. By now Emel was yawning and stretching. Seil sighed and picked her up. "Well, we best be going now. Come. The carraige is waiting. ((So we'll drop Teela off back at the mansion?)) |
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Rogue-writer-16Teela nodded and followed.((yup... going to cook dinner but I'll be back!)) |
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Allirose((Mkay.)) |
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Rogue-writer-16((Back. Where we starting?)) |
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The Apocalypse Is NighThe sun was setting outside and Darkness would have loved to sit back and relish as she watched, but she couldn't. She was working. In order to be put up in the inn near by she needed money and so she had to work. Her family would die of shame if they were to find her working in someone's home as a waitress, but as stated before, she needed the money. "Sir? Madam?" she offered a tray of mini sandwiches to a nearby couple. This was so not her thing. |