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Post by Jaak Alemayehu, Shango Kholo on Jun 7, 2016 21:50:43 GMT
His coal-black eyes stared back, waiting for her to continue.
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Post by ... on Jun 8, 2016 1:19:45 GMT
His eyes were met with a stare. She just kind of watched him. Was he waiting for something. If he was, well he would be sorely disappointed. "I'm sorry, do you have nothing to say to that wonderful piece of advice? Here I go out of my way to tell you my deepest secret, and you sit there silently. Honest Jaakov, I should be offended. Luckily for you, it takes a lot more then the silence of one in such a position as yourself to upset me." She huffed, and sat back in her seat, her arms coming to cross over her chest.
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Post by Jaak Alemayehu, Shango Kholo on Jun 8, 2016 4:41:35 GMT
*grinds teeth*
"Huh. Well ... I suppose I shall leave you be, there are things needing my attention back in Trieste.
I will see you there, then. One way or the other."
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Post by Fia on Jun 9, 2016 12:34:54 GMT
Fia emerges from the Hunt room and approaches Jaak and Lyrah. "Friends, do either of you possess the skill to read this thing", she waves a paper in their direction (too spastic for anyone in the room to get a clear look but there appear to be words and a diagram of some sort).
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Post by Jaak Alemayehu, Shango Kholo on Jun 9, 2016 16:02:07 GMT
"I may, depending upon the language it is written in..?"
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Post by Fia on Jun 9, 2016 16:25:09 GMT
"Oh I don't know, whatever language Raetus uses I would assume.It's all just squiggles to me."
"Lyrah, do you mind if I borrow Jaak for a moment?"
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Post by Jaak Alemayehu, Shango Kholo on Jun 9, 2016 17:44:12 GMT
*grinds teeth*
"I am certain my presence is grating upon Lady Belirae, and she has no objections to my absence. Especially to assist you."
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Post by Jaak Alemayehu, Shango Kholo on Jun 9, 2016 17:58:40 GMT
*follows Fia*
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Post by Raetus on Jun 9, 2016 19:15:43 GMT
Jack wretch rushes out off the hunt room into the tap room. Reaching the bar he implores the barmaid.
"Can ni implore ya for a rag my dear?"
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Post by ... on Jun 9, 2016 19:20:00 GMT
Lyrah watches Jaak go, and then turns her eyes to the the one who comes from the hunt room, her nose crinkling slightly as she stares his way.
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Post by Raetus on Jun 9, 2016 19:37:11 GMT
Jack turns around perhaps feeling the Malk's eyes upon his back. Smiling coyly at her his attentions splits between the barmaid who appears to be cleaning the other end of the bar with zeal and the lonely lady in the corner.
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Post by Fia on Jun 9, 2016 19:57:49 GMT
Fia heads back to the Hunt room.
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Post by ... on Jun 9, 2016 20:21:20 GMT
Catching the mans gaze, Lyrah lets out a catlike hiss. How very un lady like... But when one is in such a corner, it is likely because she is not seeking attention, still should the stranger wish to join her...well that was at his own risk wasn't it?
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Post by Raetus on Jun 9, 2016 20:44:16 GMT
A look of alarm crosses Jack's visage his attention returns to the bar.
"Rag please and perhaps another ale?" |
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Post by Rule Hound on Jun 10, 2016 13:03:49 GMT
The old pirate gets up from signing songs around the table to (not with) the crusaders. They seem a little relieved and unsure that he is leaving.
He hobbles over to the counter fills a mug for jack and a nice glass for the lady and pulls a rag from a bucket, rings it out and deftly hobbles to Lyrah's table, gives it a good wipe and sets the mug and glass down.
Fer da fine lady..
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