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 Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 4:00 pm
Cyra smiled as she slipped into the inn, the last shiver of the change just fading. Glancing around she ran a hand through her hair as she put it into some simblance of order. "Good morning. How are you all this morning?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 4:01 pm
As Willow waited for Sayomi's answer, she noticed Bartheyamus enter the room. Patience came naturally to Willow, after being alone for so long, and she figured he would talk if he wanted to, but she would definately not be the one to bring up a conversation. She turned again to the picture she was drawing, and used her eraser to lift out the lighter areas.
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Lord Bartheyamus Aurlin Crew
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 4:05 pm
He looked up as Cyra walked into the room.
"Good morning to you, Cyra." he looked at her as if they both knew something no one else did. It was a strange look but in no way unnerving. He needed to speak with her later about what happened at the Hollow.
"I trust you are well?" he asked her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 4:12 pm
Oblivious, to their conversation, and lost in her own world, Willow leaned back to examine her drawing in full perspective. She smirked, a small trace of pride showing on her face before she crinkled it up into a small ball, stood up, and walked ove to the fireplace to toss it in. She watched the bright flames slowly eat away at the white edges until the paper was nothing more than a clump of ashes.
((this scene really reflects my mood, guys. I got an AWESOME art kit for christmas, and I'm very excited to use it! Happy holidays, everyone!))
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Lord Bartheyamus Aurlin Crew
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 4:19 pm
((Hehe, that's great! My sister just got a virtual art board, some calligraphy pens, charcoal for shading, pastel paints, and tons of art paper. This scene has great imagery!))
Bartheyamus looked upon Willow. She piqued his interest whenever she was around. She was quiet and sometimes standoffish but she was quirky and sensed a lot of moral good in her. He then looked to the fire as the paper ball burned and looked back to Willow again.
"Why did you burn that? I'm certain that it would have been a good start, why don't you show me next time you think it's not sufficient."
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 4:27 pm
Willow turned around, surprised. "Why wouldn't i burn it? It wasn't all that important, and it's not like I was going to enter it in some kind of competition. It was just for fun; to kill time; and to entertain me." She turned around and went back to the guest counter, sat down, and pulled out another piece of paper. The sound of scratching was soon heard as she continued drawing.
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 4:36 pm
He nodded and held up his hand. Everyone was tense and he wasn't about to twist anyone's arm. He simply say, legs crossed at the heels and twiddled his thumbs. Every now and then he'd look up at Cyra, awaiting a response.
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 5:26 pm
Cyra watched Willow curiously before shrugging, continuing the motions as she rolled her shoulders. Glancing at the man she smiled, "I am doing beyond well. How are you doing this morning."
((grr. Out typing the computer is extreamly annoying))
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 6:00 pm
suwako came in from outside apparently she was out all night "hey guys, what's happening?" she asked
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 6:05 pm
"I'm still trying to sort everything out from last night. What was your take on it, Cyra?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 6:41 pm
Willow, with a sudden distaste for staying in the room, stood up from her desk and moved forward to toss the picture she had been drawing into the fire. It landed perfectly and erupted in to bright orange flames. Willow watched this for a moment before she moved out of the room and out of sight.
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