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Postby Krishena » Mon Nov 07, 2005 10:25 am

Krishena, battered, tired, her armour torn slightly in places and seemingly hastily repaired, drags herself through Sanga, her head low, hood of her cloak over it, covering her horns, as her headscarf is tucked into her belt. She makes her way along the paths, starting to head for home, before spotting the nearby tavern. She heads there, wandering in and sitting with a sigh, her hood slipping a little, though thankfully it doesn't reveal her head. After a few moments, she gets up, steps over to the large fur rug by the fireside, and kneels. She unsheathes her sword, setting it on the floor, before curling up under her cloak, her hand on her sword's hilt, and falls asleep.
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Postby QueenFaerie » Tue Nov 08, 2005 11:44 am

**An Air Elf blinks into view right next to Krishena's sleeping form, walks over to the bar and orders two meals and three pints. As she walks back to the table nearest the rug, she mutters something under her breath and stares intently at something in her palm.**

Godsdammit. It doesn't work... Why doesn't it work, though....
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Postby Mr Bunnsy » Tue Nov 08, 2005 12:39 pm

Apart from looking very, very worn out, Moss seems quite fine as he walks into the inn. Deciding to leave his - ahem - walking stick by the door, he looks around the inn and, without a word, walks over towards Estan and a sleeping Krishena.

"Should we let her sleep here," whispers Moss, "or can we wake her up?"
"Whoops."

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Postby QueenFaerie » Tue Nov 08, 2005 12:42 pm

**Estan smiles at Moss.**

I'm all in favour of poking her with a stick, but I think that would be unfair. She'll wake up when she wakes up. And we mended Tracker, by the way, so don't worry there....
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Postby Mr Bunnsy » Tue Nov 08, 2005 12:45 pm

Moss watches Krishena sleeping while Estan talks, debating just what would be the right thing to do. Obviously, letting her sleep would be the best thing to do, but it's rather dull.

"He was.. um.. a very odd man. Sometimes he was quite friendly, and then at other times he was trying to bite your ankles. How are your ankles?"
"Whoops."

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Postby QueenFaerie » Tue Nov 08, 2005 12:47 pm

My ankles are ok, Mossy Bunny, they're fine. And how's your head?
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Postby Mr Bunnsy » Tue Nov 08, 2005 12:50 pm

"Mossy Bun.. um.. oh, it's fine. No more scary voices telling me that I should try and use the sword. Thank goodness."

Finally, Moss gives into temptation, and gently prods Krishena in the side. A moment later, he puts his hand behind his back, and looks rather guilty.

"I think that, the next time I have to work with people I don't know, I'll make them answer some questions. Like "will you try to eat me?" or "will you bite my ankles?" or maybe, um, "do you like carrots?""
"Whoops."

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Postby QueenFaerie » Tue Nov 08, 2005 12:54 pm

I like carrots.

So, I hear you have a bunny woman friend, Moss. Is this true?

**She manages to inject a wide-eyed sound in her voice, but with a hint of a giggle.**

And if you're going to poke Krish, do it with something slightly less soft.
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Postby Mr Bunnsy » Tue Nov 08, 2005 12:59 pm

His gaze flicks over to the walking stick he left at the door, but he dismisses the thought quickly, thinking that would perhaps be a little too mean.

"Who told you? Wait.. it.. it was me, wasn't it?"
"Whoops."

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Postby QueenFaerie » Tue Nov 08, 2005 1:06 pm

Yes, Moss, it was you.

So, King Sir Sir Moss, are you planning on doing anything about her?

And I really think Krish should wake up now.

**She wafts a pint under Krish's nose**

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Postby Mr Bunnsy » Tue Nov 08, 2005 1:09 pm

"Doing something about her? Well.. umm.."

Moss starts to turn a bright shade of pink, and he quickly distracts himself by poking Krishena again.

"..maybe! I don't know. I tend to panic when I think about it. I mean, what if it goes wrong? What if she doesn't like me? There's a lot that could go wrong."
"Whoops."

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Postby QueenFaerie » Tue Nov 08, 2005 1:13 pm

When it comes to women, all you have to do is be nice to her.

And please stop poking Krish...If you're going to to it, do it properly or don't do it at all.

Do you want a drink?

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Postby Mr Bunnsy » Tue Nov 08, 2005 1:20 pm

"Water would be great. I should remember to bring more of the stuff with me when I go out. All that running away and things gives you a really dry throat."

To stop himself from poking Krishena, he starts to play with the buttons on his shirt, which provide just as much distraction as poking Krishena. Of course, it's not as fun.

"Is that all I have to do? I've seen some people do it, and it all seemed very complicated."
"Whoops."

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Postby QueenFaerie » Tue Nov 08, 2005 1:24 pm

Yes, but the more complicated it becomes the more awkward it's made for the people involved.

Keep it nice and simple and you'll be fine.

**Gets a pint of water and a carrot for Moss.**

I stole a carrot off you while we were out... Here's the replacement.

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Postby Sproglet » Tue Nov 08, 2005 3:41 pm

*Striding through the door, a large and very well armoured man appears*

BARMAN MEAD AND FOOD PLEASE.

*Taking a table near Estan*

So that drink my dear......


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