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She comes in through the lake door, dressed for riding and with her hair in a long braid down her back... and marsh violets woven into the braid.
As Susan Delgado goes to the bar, it's apparent that soon there will be hot chocolate, as well. Sometimes, it's the little things that bring contentment, say true.
[OOC for Millichannel: Susan and Anthy discuss how to braid hair, which Anthy does not know and which Susan offers to help with; Tony Almeida and Susan are well-met and talk about different worlds, languages, terrorism, military strategy, and oh yes, gunslingers; Roland and Susan discuss Tim's death, Pat Delgado's visit, Joanie, and then Joe's St. Christopher's medal, which brings woe; and then later on, Ace bounces by and shares hugs and the joyful news of Tim's return to the living, for great yay.]
As Susan Delgado goes to the bar, it's apparent that soon there will be hot chocolate, as well. Sometimes, it's the little things that bring contentment, say true.
[OOC for Millichannel: Susan and Anthy discuss how to braid hair, which Anthy does not know and which Susan offers to help with; Tony Almeida and Susan are well-met and talk about different worlds, languages, terrorism, military strategy, and oh yes, gunslingers; Roland and Susan discuss Tim's death, Pat Delgado's visit, Joanie, and then Joe's St. Christopher's medal, which brings woe; and then later on, Ace bounces by and shares hugs and the joyful news of Tim's return to the living, for great yay.]
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"Aye, then. Ye kennit."
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"Some of it's just the way of talking in Mejis, I wot; but some of it, mayhap, is a way I learned from my da', -- it comes from the Friendly Folk."
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A brief look of sorrow crosses her face, as she remembers Joe explaining the languages of Argentina and Mexico.
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Susan gives up apologizing and sighs. "Did'ee know sai Joe?"
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"He were-- he were pulled back to his world, against his will, and never able to return, though he tried.
He died there, was killed there, in Paris."
Softly, after a moment,
"He were a good man, and the first person here who knew me."
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Well, that sucks, on multiple levels--one of which includes the level of "can't-really-say-anything-about-that-'cept-'I'm sorry'".
He looks at her sympathetically.
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"Ka like a wind, and nothing can stand against it."
"I only thought of him now because he explained about Spanish-- I think he must have been from yer world, sai."
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She looks rather less surprised to hear this than one might think.
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He reaches for his crutches. "But I really gotta go get something from my sister's house. It was great speaking to you." He smiles. "I've got so many questions and not enough time to ask them."
He pushes himself up and places the crutches under his arms. "But we should definitely speak later."
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Susan smiles at him.
"Go yer way in peace, sai, and I'll see ye at another time, then."
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And with that, he hobbles away.