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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 7, 2007 13:06:39 GMT -5
*Will shook his head slightly. He'd been there.*
"Then I won't stand in your way."
*Setting down his glass, he stood and walked a few steps towards Faye.*
"Can I help you clean up anything?"
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Post by Faith on May 7, 2007 13:08:30 GMT -5
*Faye shook her head.*
"Thank you, but...it really all doesn't exist. We're ghosts. It may seem real to us, but it's all ether and ectoplasm. Tricks of light. It'll clean up itself, really."
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Post by Richard on May 7, 2007 13:09:55 GMT -5
"Would that it had worked that way in life!" Richard interjected from across the room.
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Post by Faith on May 7, 2007 13:12:08 GMT -5
"At least it would be something to do..." *sighed Faye, feeling more useless than ever.*
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Post by Richard on May 7, 2007 13:13:53 GMT -5
Richard went to the bar and poured himself another glass.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 7, 2007 13:14:08 GMT -5
*Will walked over to her and touched her shoulder gently, grateful that he didn't go through it. His voice was low, a private comment for Faye.*
"You're real enough to me. And so is the inspiration you provide. Thank you."
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Post by Faith on May 7, 2007 13:15:54 GMT -5
*Faye half-smiled.*
"It's all I can do."
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Post by Richard on May 7, 2007 13:18:05 GMT -5
Richard leaned against the bar, watching the two of them. In some small way, it made him feel better to see Faye already bouncing back, but there was still something about the other man that made him... uncomfortable.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 7, 2007 13:19:13 GMT -5
*Will smiled.*
"It's more than enough."
*He sighed gently.*
"Although if you really wanted to make my night perfect...could you rent me a room?"
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Post by Richard on May 7, 2007 13:21:53 GMT -5
((Uh-oh.))
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Post by Faith on May 7, 2007 13:24:00 GMT -5
"Of course."
*Faye got to her feet and rummaged for the keys behind the bar, selecting one.*
"I'll show you the way--if you'll come with me."
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Post by Richard on May 7, 2007 13:25:15 GMT -5
Richard started on his third glass.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 7, 2007 13:25:33 GMT -5
*Will rubbed his hands idly as she looked for the key.*
"Thank you. You're a Godsend."
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Post by Faith on May 7, 2007 13:27:22 GMT -5
"This way, sir," *she said, starting up the stairs.*
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 7, 2007 13:28:41 GMT -5
*Will followed her up the stairs dutifully.*
"Tomorrow...would you be willing to talk with me more about your idea? I think you've really got something there."
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