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Post by Panther on Feb 21, 2005 8:55:29 GMT -5
Wisgoth nodded. "We really should start asking to be notified about these kinds of conventions." He sipped his tea, before looking at Claire.
"Think she can handle the closet while I find someone to go to the docks for us? I need to stock the shelves, and it's your turn to sleep."
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Feb 26, 2005 4:59:22 GMT -5
"Sleep is over rated, though you do have a point....too much deprivation and I'll go mirror walking again..." Argon mused, eyed drifting to a mirror in teh corner. One almost got the feeling he'd experienced far more in the glassen alter-world than he spoke of.
"Maybe Lee woudl run toi the docks for you...and yes, I think CLaire coudl handle the closet delivery..."
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Post by Panther on Mar 2, 2005 13:38:47 GMT -5
Wisgoth nodded and patted Argon. "Go sleep. it'll eb good for you."
He turned to Lee. "There's a man at the docks, calls himself 'Greir'. Small wiry looking man, very dark skin and hair, most likly wearing a white t-shirt tht will, agianst all logic, still be impecably clean. He's got our orders in his hold, you just have to take the receipt," here wisgoht patted his pockets and looked around a bit, until his eyes caught the receipt stuck in a stuffed chicken's beak behind his desk. He snatched it away and handed it to Lee.
"As I was saying, take the receipt, hand it to him, and bring the porter,who'll carry the order, back."
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Mar 2, 2005 22:40:41 GMT -5
Lee took the receipt and looked at it curiously, then smiled charmingly. She folded up her table and slid it in the door, then some how stuffed her top hat in a pocket. "I'll be back soon!" she said cheerfuly.
Argon watched Lee skip down the street and shook his head "Sometimes, that smile scares me" he admitted, then shrugged and headed into teh back room...where he laid down on the cot and spent his time staring at a mirror on teh wall.
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