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Post by Erik on Jun 6, 2007 11:18:30 GMT -5
*Erik looked down quickly.*
"Yes. Erik can imagine... that it is."
*He took another thoughtful sip.*
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Post by Death on Jun 6, 2007 13:17:41 GMT -5
*Death shrugged, trying to back-peddle.*
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."
*He sighed.*
"I really have no excuse for my poor people skills. I'm afraid I can be rather insensitive."
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Post by Erik on Jun 6, 2007 16:32:07 GMT -5
*Erik smiled finally, slowly and a bit sad.*
"We are quite a pair," *he said.* "Neither of us willing to hurt the other's feelings; when we should be afraid of hurting no one. Are we not in a similar line of work? Similarly ill-equipped for the life that others lead?"
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Post by Death on Jun 6, 2007 18:48:26 GMT -5
*Death smiled and nodded slightly, lifting his glass to take a sip.*
"Too true...it is the strangest situation. Almost like looking in the mirror. Only not. Maybe that's what encourages the over protectiveness."
*He finally noticed Faye and stood quickly, a bit embarrassed.*
"Oh...umm...sorry about helping ourselves. I just...wasn't sure if you were in. I can pay for it."
*He procured a small bag of gold from his cloak and held it out to her as he closed the distance between them.*
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Post by Erik on Jun 6, 2007 21:53:58 GMT -5
*Erik's head whipped around to notice Faye. He felt caught out, suddenly. His reflexes should be better! he chastised himself. To let anyone just sneak up like that, unnoticed!*
"Pardon," *he said, wrapping his own cloak a little tighter around him.*
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