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Post by merc on Apr 23, 2007 18:08:45 GMT -5
*Opens the bottle with his teeth*
"You don't know what happened to the rest of my crowd, do you?"
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Post by Will Shakespeare on Apr 23, 2007 18:12:10 GMT -5
"Probably better than you yourself know them--what of them?"
*Will took a swig of his metaphysical ale.*
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Post by merc on Apr 23, 2007 18:12:57 GMT -5
"Any of them still alive?"
*Drops money on the bar for Faye, giving her a friendly wink*
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Post by Will Shakespeare on Apr 23, 2007 18:21:16 GMT -5
*Will whistled lowly.*
"Um...Benvolio made it out alive."
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Post by Faith on Apr 23, 2007 18:22:31 GMT -5
*Faye smiled gratefully and put her fingers on the coins, pressing on them but only succeeding in pushing her hand through the counter.*
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Post by merc on Apr 23, 2007 18:48:58 GMT -5
"The others didn't? Man, that's harsh."
*Leans back and calls out to the ceiling*
"I am without either friends or enemies."
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Post by Faith on Apr 23, 2007 19:14:15 GMT -5
*Faye glanced over at Mercutio.*
"There are worse states to be in..." *she murmured.*
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Post by merc on Apr 23, 2007 20:20:18 GMT -5
"Well, this is depressing."
*Sighs*
"If you can't pick it up, can I keep my money?"
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Post by Faith on Apr 23, 2007 20:30:41 GMT -5
"Yes," *said Faye softly.* "I've no need of it."
*She smiled apologetically.*
"I'm not quite used to being dead yet."
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Post by Death on May 27, 2007 10:05:07 GMT -5
***NEW DAY***
*Death wandered in, looking for Richard and Faye. He had promised to tell him when Giry was back. And he felt kinda bad that he had been a bit mean...well, harsh...whatever. It wasn't like he hadn't deserved it. At least a little. And he had promised to work on Faye's problem with the boy. She was a dear after all. He cleared his non-existent throat gently.*
"Excuse me, is anyone here?"
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Post by Faith on May 27, 2007 20:44:17 GMT -5
*Faye stood out of the shadow-y corner of the coffeeroom she usually sat in.*
"Hello?" *she said hesitantly.*
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Post by Death on May 28, 2007 0:41:18 GMT -5
*Death turned to her with a polite bow.*
"Sweet Faye, I hope that the day finds you well. I am looking for the Viceroy. Do you know where he might be?"
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Post by Faith on May 28, 2007 0:42:42 GMT -5
"The what?" *Faye looked honestly confused for a moment.* "Oh! You mean Richard. Yes, I think he's upstairs in his room."
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Post by Death on May 28, 2007 1:10:47 GMT -5
"Thank you."
*Death turned to the stairs, but paused and touched her hand gently.*
"I promise that I have not forgotten you and your beau. Are things...all right? I know they must be difficult."
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Post by Faith on May 28, 2007 1:12:43 GMT -5
"They're fine!" *she replied quickly, too quickly, blushing up to the roots of her red hair.*
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