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 Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 9:43 pm
*Luke gets a quick flash of his father asking him, "If everyone else jumped off a bridge, would you do it too?"*
*He suddenly thinks of the perfect comeback ten years later: "Only if that person has an artifact that could ward off an all-powerful psychopath that wants nothing more than to torture the ******** out of you."*
*Luke squints out towards the coastline. They're a good half a mile from shore... but it can be seen in the distance. He wasn't getting any ********' closer standing there. He shakes his head, dredges up the guts, and dives in.*
*Luke surfaces and throws back his hair from his face. He treads water and regards Melliandra.* There's a lot of trust going on here, "Cosimo".
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 9:47 pm
*Melli chuckles* Really, darling, I'm honored by your faith in me. Its downright adorable.
*She turns and starts swimming steadily toward the shoreline. Despite being fully dressed - with a sword strapped to her back, no less - Melliandra doesn't seem at all bogged down by the weight of her clothes.*
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 4:19 pm
*Luke watches Mel glide through the water, and with a determined grunt, he swims after her. Luke experiences some serious difficulty at first. He's never swam in boots before and never thought he'd have to. However, all the time he's put in at the gym pays off. Though at first he struggles, Luke finds a rhythm. Bobbing up to keep his eyes on the lights (and on Melliandra) he swims towards shore.*
*All the while he ignores the voice demanding, what are you doing? What the <********> are you doing?!*
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 4:37 pm
*Melliandra strokes along idly ahead of him, never appearing even the slightest bit winded. The lights on the shoreline grow closer, and she veers slightly south and away from them. Eventually they reach a point where their feet can touch, and she grins over, amused by how much effort he's been extending*
Nothing like an evening swim, is there, my dear? Really it's quite invigorating!
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 5:09 pm
*His feet touch the sea floor and Luke feels a swell of relief. When he hears Mel call over to him, Luke huffs a tired breath.*
*Luke has two thoughts. The first is that he's going to have to pace himself with Melliandra ... Or he's going to exhaust himself. Then he won't be able to get this artifact.*
*The second is - he has made a huge mistake.*
*He walks out of the water, wipes his face off (unsuccessfully) with his hands, and throws back his hair.* Yeah, invigorating! *He wobbles slightly, feeling the burn in his arms and legs.* Do you even know what that word means?
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 5:22 pm
*Melli strolls out of the water ahead of him and turns back to watch him with a smirk as he stumbles onto the shore* Let me see ...
*She taps her chin in thought* Rejuvinating, energizing ... like a breath of fresh air! *Melliandra breathes in deeply to demonstrate, and in doing so, goes from dripping wet to completely dry. She grins* Am I not correct?
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 5:30 pm
*Luke sighs, as every trace of water vanishes off of her.* Yeah, maybe for you. But you were swimming in different water than I was, sweetheart.
*As he passes by her, he intentionally shakes off water onto her. He turns to face her, still a little winded.* Any more bodies of water we need to cross that I should know about?
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 5:42 pm
*Melliandra chuckles deeply as she starts heading inland* None that would require us to swim. But it seems I am awfully fond of drenching you tall dark men of the future, so I may just have to take a detour.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 6:13 pm
*Yeah, no s**t, she's fond of it. As he follows after her, his boots squish.* Don't go outta your way. I oughtta stay like this for awhile.
*says* Tall dark men. *From the future. Melliandra said this was the first time she's brought someone to her time, so that just leaves...*
How'd you get Bard to jump off the back of a boat?
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 6:20 pm
*Melliandra turns so that she's facing him and moving backwards as briskly as ever as they walk. The smile that flashes across her face is positively wicked* I can be very persuasive when I set my mind to something.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 6:29 pm
*Luke smirks and narrows his eyes at her as he hurries to catch up. Yeah, well, so can I.*
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 6:37 pm
*Melliandra lifts an eyebrow at his expression and shakes her head, her grin never wavering. She spins on her heel and leads them onward, back to approach Pesaro around the opposite side from the docks. Just before they reach the outskirts, she halts abruptly, planting her hands on her hips and eyeing the port town before them in consideration*
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 6:55 pm
*Behind her, Luke stops and gives the port town a once-over. From where he stood he sees docks and boats are at the far end. In front of them, homes and shops line the streets. It appears that it's early enough at night for people to still be milling around .... Luke takes in their dress and their mannerisms. He's really in 16th Century Italy. Not that he doubted it, but ... Luke lets out a small whistle of appreciation.*
Wow...
*From where they're standing, Luke can hear music playing and barks of drunken laughter. Even though they're in the 1500's... Luke knows that sound can only come from a bar.*
*Luke looks down at Melliandra and back up at the town.* If you've got a plan, I'd love to hear it.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 7:04 pm
*Still looking out on the town, Melli smiles* I'm sure you would..
*She rubs her chin for a moment, deliberating, then winks at him* You might at least be pleased to know it requires you to be dry ... for now. *The words are hardly out of her mouth before he is just that*
Come on then! *Melliandra sets off in the direction of the tavern, her appearance shifting as she moves until in her place there's a heavyset, bearded man ahead of him. He bursts into a raunchy folk song as he nears his destination, never even looking back to see if Luke is following*
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 7:18 pm
*Luke takes in a breath and he is perfectly dry from head to toe. His mouth drops open as Melliandra turns into a fat man with a beard. And Luke stays that way for one .... two... three seconds.*
*......A Huge. Mistake.*
*He looks down at himself, back up at the fat man - singing at the top of his lungs - .... and he follows after Melliandra, wondering -among many things- what her name is this time.*
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