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just-a-soldier.livejournal.com) wrote in
milliways_bar2005-10-21 10:17 pm
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Aeryn came downstairs, bag in hand and sat down at the bar.
"Raslak." One last drink before she went.
[OOC: As a la back room post, may be gone for quite some time. I'll probably be able to get access to dial up, so I'll be able to keep up, but no time to RP. If you don't mind slight slowness over-threading is no problem. I'll be here all night.]
"Raslak." One last drink before she went.
[OOC: As a la back room post, may be gone for quite some time. I'll probably be able to get access to dial up, so I'll be able to keep up, but no time to RP. If you don't mind slight slowness over-threading is no problem. I'll be here all night.]

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He is wearing a red bugs bunny jumper with 'What's up doc?' on the back and looks like he might actually have slept.
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He eyes the bag.
"You're going again?"
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"Nothing dangerous this time."
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He sips his tea. "Is it a holiday?"
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"Not this time. Just some business." Which made it sound dangerous.
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"Well take care out there. I have something for you by the way."
He opens a box, takes out a rock cake, places it on the lid of the box and passes it over.
"It's not much, but I'd like to thank you for being here for me."
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"What is it?"
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"Are you going somewhere?"
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"What are you going for?"
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"And Andrei?"
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"With his father's, as usual. Not that it's any of your business."
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"A good evening to you, warrior."
His voice is musical in tone, quiet, and he acknowledges her with his eyes.
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"Elrond Peredhel, formerly of Rivendell, the land called Middle Earth."
His eyes dip to ehr gear and he nods again.
"You seem headed out, what war calls you?"
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Aeryn look at the bag as though it surprised her.
"Not this time anyway."
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He raises his drink and salutes her with it, then drinks again.
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