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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jun 20, 2006 17:54:51 GMT
*Terragon and Ashnel, accompanied, as usual by evil minions Arven and Talis, arrive in the village hall and look around.* Nobeast here yet? *The dark squirrel murmurs - Not really making his voice sound questioning. Terragon nods.* Melamia might be lurking around somewhere. *Ashnel shudders.* I hope not.
*Arven and Talis immediately and hurridly, scurry about underpaw, claiming to be "helping." Ashnel quickly finds an excuse to be elsewhere.* I'm, er, just going to - *He pauses, and scrabbles for a reason.* To, to - Find Ayeny! *He sounds relieved as he finds a suitable lie.* I'll tell you when the Geordie, Kyth others get here. *The squirrel realises he's placed too much emphathsis (sp?) on some of the words, and backs off under Terragon's gaze.* *The red squirrel turns to Arven and Talis.* What are you two going t'do? Or have y'got other plans? *Arven kicks his own footpaws and mumbles something, moodily. Talis, meanwhile, quickly removes himself from answering by commenting on the weather.*
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Post by redwllwrrior on Jun 20, 2006 18:08:04 GMT
*Orion walks into the village hall, dressed in anything but his usual attire. He wears lily-white pants that fade to a soft green on the lower half and around his tail resides an ornate wooden tail-ring. His paw pulls uncomfortably at the collar of a tunic. The tunic is the same color as the pants, except fades up into a soft green. He looks around nervously, but is relieved to find not too many people.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jun 20, 2006 18:12:38 GMT
*Seeing Orion, Terragon rolls her eyes.* Wait here a moment, Ori'... The others'll be along soon. *She dashes off; Arven and Talis exchange a quizzical look, and as one, shrugg.*
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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Jun 20, 2006 18:21:34 GMT
*Geordie strides in in full Highlander's dress garb. His kilt is a patchwork of brilliant scarlet and hunter green. His blousy shirt is a cream-color, and the drape of the plaid is held in place by a large thistle brooch studded with rubies. A sturdy sporran of cream barkcloth trimmed in green hangs from his sword belt, along with the visible claymore and dirk that have been highly polished for the occassion. Over one shoulder hangs a few flasks of potcheen, and over the other hangs a bodhran case. He spots Terragon and waves.* Good ev'nin' te ye lassie!
Where's she rushin' off te, lads? *He says to Arven and Talis.*
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Post by redwllwrrior on Jun 20, 2006 18:28:42 GMT
*Orion saunters over to a bench and sits down. When he sees Geordie, he breathes a silent sigh of relief.* I'm glad I'm not the only one bringing my weapons. *Although he has forgone bringing his bow, Orion has brought his two kris, which he touches reassuringly.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jun 20, 2006 18:51:14 GMT
*Terragon returns a few minutes later, garbed in a midnight blue robe, encircled by a thin silver belt... And spots Geordie for the first time. The red squirrel looks the grey up and down for a moment, speechless with an unexpress thought. Uncertain whether to grin or nod, Terragon remains silent. This silence, is broken by Ashnel, who bulls into the hall, calling.*
Terragon! Terragon, Geordie's here! *The dark squirrel skids to a halt.* Ah... I see. I'll be going now. *With that, he turns on his heel and goes to find Ayeny and the others.*
*The red squirrel paces swiftly towards Geordie, and pauses a few strides away. From the belt, she pulls the slimmest of daggers and abandons it to Talis, instructing him, while still watching Geordie:* You're not to put it anywhere near Arven, understand?!
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Post by Robin Redflash on Jun 20, 2006 19:18:26 GMT
*Robin enters grinning. She is wearing a soft, short, light green tunic and her creamy green trousers underneath. She has as always her two rapiers by her sides. Yet this time they are in their ornametal sheathes. Black leather with silver embroidary around them to match her belt. She also has on her normal headband of dark green but this one has black edges runnning around it. She walks in adn is glad that there is yet another party going on in Terralux. It fills her with hope for their future. She also hopes that this will be as much fun as the others. She sees she is not the first one here and laughs softly to herself. She never is.* Hello everyone. *She just says to the room in general feeling fully at home.*
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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Jun 20, 2006 20:42:26 GMT
*Geordie waves at Robin.* Welcome, lass.
Good eve'nin, fair lass, *Geordie says, turning and bowing to Terragon.* Ye look...vera noice, Terri.
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Post by Robin Redflash on Jun 21, 2006 6:50:55 GMT
Thanks. *Robin then seeing him turn to Terragon wanders off. She goes and sits on a bench. She hopes who she asked turns up though she doesn't think he will. She sighs but is still smiling. Typical. She thinks to herself. She hopes that she can have a good time despite it. She stands up and begins looking around the hall.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jun 21, 2006 6:51:29 GMT
*Terragon nods, looking slightly agitated as she returns the greeting.* Ev'ning, Geordie. *She looks over his shoulder at the door, and winces. Keep quiet, stay completely normal. Her brain advices her, to a torrent of abuse.*
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Post by Robin Redflash on Jun 21, 2006 7:05:43 GMT
*Robin is wandering around the hall looking at the decorations and thinking how nice they all look. She grins to herself as she comes to some particularly good ones. She can't help her mind wandering to who she asked though. She feels that he won't come but some small part of her hopes that he will.*
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Jun 21, 2006 11:13:10 GMT
*Ayeny walks in the hall, wearing a sort of teal dress, a gauzy, faint layer over the darker layer underneat. She looks around at those already there, and brushes away a twinge of disappointment that Ashnel isn't here yet, standing off to one side with a thoughtful look.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jun 21, 2006 15:56:15 GMT
*Ashnel follows the other squirrel into the hall.* I told you I'd wait for you out in the square! *The darker squirrel begins; Arven shakes his head.* You didn't. *Ashnel glares at the cub before looking around and spotting Robin. He frowns slightly, but without comment.*
*Terragon meanwhile, barely acknowledges the other's entrance.*
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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Jun 21, 2006 16:11:19 GMT
*Geordie waves to Ayeny and Ashnel.* Good eve'nin, Ash an' Yeny.
*He notices Terragon's agitation and backs away. Careful lad, remember what she said... He sits down on a bench, carefully placing the bottles of potcheen underneath it, and opens the bodhran case, taking out a wellused but well taken care of drum with a scarlet and green Celtic knot, outlined in black, painted on it. The paint looks fresh, as if it has been refreshed recently. He takes out a beater stick and begins doing some practice exercises on the drum.*
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Post by Robin Redflash on Jun 21, 2006 16:23:41 GMT
*Robin looks around and sees Ashnel adn Ayney enter. She grins and tries not to look to conspicuous. (sp) She hopes that she will find someone to dance with who isn't Arven. She just wants to enjoy the evening. She sees Geordie with the drum and grins. She manages though to keep her paws from slamming up to her ears and wanders around in a more planned way, away from the drum.*
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