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Post by Prince on Oct 28, 2006 23:12:35 GMT -5
About the middle of the table area where several people can get to gether to talk and enjoy eachother's comany.
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Post by brigmal on Oct 29, 2006 22:25:13 GMT -5
Brigmal walked to the table and sat down. He wore an outfit he had from his father; a kilt and army suit. He was a highland warrior; yes it was scottish, but he didn't mind. I mean, he was a little Scottish. He wore it with pride, for his ancestors (the men that is), all wore kilts for anything. On his head was a green scottish hat. His favorite part was his sporran, a bag like pouch that hung on his waist, and was used to guard his... um... the place that hurts most on guys.
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Post by flanna on Oct 29, 2006 22:46:44 GMT -5
Flanna saw Brigmal and waved to him, coming over after getting another drink. "I see you're quite the scotsman tonight, Brigmal..." She smiled and nodded. "Very handsome on you, I must say." She knew few men who could pull off a kilt.
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Post by brigmal on Oct 30, 2006 6:35:54 GMT -5
Brigmal nodded, "Thank you." He said, giving a slight bow with his head as he removed his hat. Placing it on the table he looked around at the party, "Having a good time?" He asked, turning back towards her. "Seems like a good party."
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Post by flanna on Oct 30, 2006 7:50:39 GMT -5
Flanna nodded. "It's been good so far." She laughed lightly. "I was planning on drinking myself silly...I get a bit uncomfortable in dresses..." She smirked. "But my friend Dodger kept me from that."
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Post by brigmal on Oct 30, 2006 8:27:45 GMT -5
Brigmal nodded, "Yeah I know how you feel." He smiled, looking from his kilt to her dress. "You look beautiful." He said, not knowing if that would add to her discomfort, or take a little away.
"I was just gonna sit here, and watch people dance." He said. "I don't really know how to dance, but I felt bad not comming. I mean, there's food here, so there's no real reason why I shouldn't come." He smile widened as his eyes looked over her beautiful figure.
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Post by flanna on Oct 30, 2006 15:26:28 GMT -5
Flanna smiled a bit. "Well thank you, Brigmal."
She nodded. "Yes...and Aria's a good cook...I think we all need this after what's been going on lately.." She shrugged. "I know I definitely do."
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Post by brigmal on Oct 30, 2006 17:14:06 GMT -5
Brigmal moved a little closer to her, "You deserve it all." He said taking one of her hands into his. He wouldn't kiss her, he had learned that lesson; but he wouldn't stop being his usual self. He would have liked to ask her to dance, but... seeing as how he didn't really know how, he considered against it.
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Post by flanna on Oct 30, 2006 17:47:06 GMT -5
Flanna blushed. "Nay..I'm just a wee irish lass, Brigmal. I'm just like everyone else." She slipped her hand out of his, ruffling his hair gently. "You are far too nice to me. I really don't deserve it."
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Post by woflsbain on Oct 30, 2006 17:51:51 GMT -5
Wolf walked over, he'd spotted Flanna and wanted to say hello to his adopted little sister, his eyes fell on the man she was with and he knew that it wasnt' Razor.
"Flanna," he said with a half smile, though he wanted to smack the boy around. He'd been, almost, pawing at Wolf's little sister. That wouldn't do. He held out his hand for Flanna. "Walk with me.."
Though the undertone was, walk with me, before I pound you're little friend's head in and make my woman angry at me.
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Post by flanna on Oct 30, 2006 17:55:55 GMT -5
Flanna blinked and smiled embarassedly. "Excuse me Brigmal...seems my brother needs me to talk to him..." She squeezed his shoulder a bit and then walked off with Wolf, tense.
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Post by brigmal on Oct 30, 2006 18:29:06 GMT -5
Brigmal placed his hands on his knees, and nodded, "I'm sorry, but I believe you do." He was about to say more when he was cut off by the sudden appearance of another guy.
Brigmal looked at the other boy. 'Brother?' He said to himself. He watched as she left with the other guy, and rolled his eyes. "I just keep screwing up around her." He said quietly. He placed his elbow on the table, and rested his head on his chin. 'Why couldn't a feeling like this be so easy.' He said to himself, watching Flanna walk off. He had half a mind to run off after her; I mean, he was a big guy, he could stand up to the other guy. Yet, that other guy was her brother, and he didn't want to start something where her brother hated him.
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Post by Avalanche on Nov 2, 2006 22:10:27 GMT -5
Avalanche led his Princess into the ballroom and sat her down at the square table in the room. "So, what do ya think?" he asked looking around the room. Personally, he thought it was great.
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Post by dusty on Nov 2, 2006 22:20:15 GMT -5
Dusty smiled. "Its lovely. I've never seen anything so... cheerful." she laughed and looked at him, her eyes sparkling. "How about you? Does it strike your fancy?" she giggled a bit.
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Post by Avalanche on Nov 2, 2006 23:11:10 GMT -5
"Personally I love it!" he said with a smile. He pulled out her chair for her so she could sit down. "Do you want anything to eat? Drink?" he offered. He'd gladly go and get it for her.
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