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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 16:02:09 GMT -5
"Ah, there are always questions in life... We just have to try and answer them someday." Eadgar laughed, his eyes hazy.
"Here, have a glass." Eadgar said as he handed Roy a nice cup of black liquid.
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Post by arrucard on Apr 27, 2008 16:06:26 GMT -5
Roy took the cup and pput the liquid up to his nose the smell tingled his senses.
He took a sip and gave a satisfied smile.
((Its not poison is it?))
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 16:08:24 GMT -5
(No, Eadgar feels like being nice. He think's Roy's kind of cool.)
"That's amazing! You actually think it tastes good?" Eadgar gasped.
His tea was horrible!
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Post by arrucard on Apr 27, 2008 16:10:48 GMT -5
Roy gave Eadgar an awkward look.
<Why? should it not taste good?>
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 16:15:09 GMT -5
"I don't know... Ah, well!" Eadgar sighed.
Eadgar began to take a sip of his tea, but then he dropped the cup as a flash of light caught his eye.
Gods...
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Post by arrucard on Apr 27, 2008 16:17:22 GMT -5
Roy had wondered why eadgar had droped his cup making it clank and crack on the stone floor. <Are you okay?> |
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 16:20:30 GMT -5
(Lol, Roy writes down "Are you okay?" and throws it at Eadgar)
Eadgar stood as fast as he could and bolted to the far end of the room.
"Roy! I will be back!"
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Post by arrucard on Apr 27, 2008 16:24:28 GMT -5
Roy sat there confused and took another sip of the tea.
What on earth?
((lol))
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 16:27:51 GMT -5
(lol, I'm going to watch a movie so I'm sorry  I'll be back later!  Eadgar turned a corner and could have sworn he saw the end of a white dresscoat. It was him! He was sure of it! "Sir! Sir!!" Eadgar turned around the corner and yelled out for whoever was there to wait. But no one was there. "Wait..?" |
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Post by arrucard on Apr 27, 2008 16:31:40 GMT -5
Roy walked down the steps to Eadgar and out a hand on his shoulder and gave him a confused face.
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 20:22:24 GMT -5
Eadgar shoved Roy's hand off of his shoulder and continued his pursuit of the white cloaked man. For minutes it continued, Eadgar would run around, sometimes in circles, and not once did he find the white cloaked man.
Not once.
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Post by arrucard on Apr 27, 2008 20:28:13 GMT -5
Roy shruged his shoulders at the slowly going insan priest and walked back to the platform to pickup the tea cup.
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 20:37:00 GMT -5
It was minutes and minutes gone by, Eadgar did not find the man.
He has to be here! He has to! Eadgar shouted in his mind.
"Where are you?"
Footsteps follow around the corner, and into the room Roy is within a man walks.
A man in a white drenchcoat with a blade buckled to his side, flaming maroon hair and a black velvet shirt belted at his waist, the ends reaching to his knees.
"He's off of my back now. Ah! Tea, would you mind if I sat down?"
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Post by arrucard on Apr 27, 2008 20:39:13 GMT -5
((  )) |
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 20:43:22 GMT -5
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I'll be back later! 
))