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Post by Merlin on Jun 12, 2008 10:57:41 GMT -5
*Merlin smiled.*
"Hmmmmm.... I have often found that where real love is present, a difference in age does not matter. As for myself, I live my life backwards. I started out as an old man, and will get younger the longer I live."
*He found two cups and a bottle of fine scotch whiskey. Starting to pouring the drops into the two cups he thought about Dewshine's little dilemma.*
"Hmmm. That is a problem, I agree. But I think the problem is the rape itself. Someone stole her right to chose the man she wanted to give herself to. And also fathered a baby that was created before she felt ready for it. Girls like to chose when they are ready for such things. If she had gotten this child by a man of her own choice, she would have beamed with joy now, I can assure you."
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 12, 2008 13:12:05 GMT -5
"Do you suppose it might make a difference if I offer to help her raise the child?"
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Post by Merlin on Jun 12, 2008 13:14:50 GMT -5
*Merlin chuckled and looked over at Walter.*
"Well, she would probably be glad for your support. You shall know that girls that get raped often develop a strong feeling of guilt. They feel the rape is their fault, and afterwards they feel guilty and dirty."
*He nodded with approval, and offered Walter a glass of whiskey.*
"Raising a child together will most certainly strenghten the bonds between you."
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 12, 2008 13:24:49 GMT -5
"What do you suppose I could do to take away that feeling, that feeling of being dirty, the guilt?"
Walter sipped the whiskey.
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Post by Merlin on Jun 12, 2008 13:27:27 GMT -5
*Merlin chuckled as he sipped his whiskey.* "There's only one answer to that my friend: Love. Give her the feeling of being loved, no matter what has happened to her in the past." *He filled Walter's glass once more.* ((Trying to give the old man some courage ))
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 12, 2008 13:29:20 GMT -5
Walter continued to drink, deep in thought. After finishing the glass he stood.
"If you'll excuse me. Thank you for everything."
He left the kitchen, with a purpose in his eyes.
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Post by Merlin on Jun 12, 2008 13:30:36 GMT -5
*Merlin looked at him with a glimpse of humor in his eyes. Chuckling with laughter he disappeared into a cloud of smoke.*
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Post by Malefica on Aug 3, 2008 15:17:13 GMT -5
*****NEW DAY***********
*Malefica went into the dining room, followed by her guest. The table was already made, and the servants were waiting to serve the dinner. Malefica offered Snake a place by the table.*
"Please be seated, Monsieur. Merlin will be here any minute."
*She sat down in her own chair, waiting for her guest to sit down.*
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Snake
- In the Duggins -
Kept you waiting, huh?%\0\%
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Post by Snake on Aug 3, 2008 15:20:35 GMT -5
*Snake promptly takes the seat, looking about for more potential hideaways and everything.*
"Right, right. What's he like, anyway?"
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Post by Malefica on Aug 3, 2008 15:23:34 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled by the thought of her adoptive father.*
"Merlin? Gentle, kind, noble, strong, wise, intelligent, magic, powerful, eccentric and with a lot of life experience. No wonder he has managed to be a Guardian for so long."
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Snake
- In the Duggins -
Kept you waiting, huh?%\0\%
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Post by Snake on Aug 3, 2008 15:28:44 GMT -5
*Snake mentally notes this all down and clears his throat.*
"That's a long list you have there. And you repeated strong twice. He sounds interesting, though."
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Post by Merlin on Aug 3, 2008 15:33:39 GMT -5
*Merlin appeared from thin air. He was just suddenly sitting in his chair, patiently waiting for the servants to start serving the dinner. He noticed Snake by the table.*
"Oh, sorry. I didn't know we had visitors. Welcome to our Fortress. I am Merlin."
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Post by Gawain on Aug 5, 2008 8:17:06 GMT -5
*Gawain followed in behind Merlin, glancing to the stranger with a hint of surprise. He did not speak of it, just bowed his head to the man politely.*
"Good evening, I am Gawain."
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Post by Malefica on Aug 5, 2008 8:23:04 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled and looked over to her son.*
"Oh, Gawain, I am glad you decided to join us for dinner. This is Monsieur Iroquis Plisskin. He is from America, from the future. And since he has landed here, I offered him to stay with us for a while."
*She motioned with her hand toward the chairs.*
"Please, be seated. The dinner is just about to be served."
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Post by Gawain on Aug 5, 2008 8:24:27 GMT -5
*Gawain looked uncertain about the man, but made no comment, taking his seat politely.*
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