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Post by Heion Doragon on Jun 2, 2005 18:11:21 GMT -5
Doragon walked up the dusty dirt path surrounded by a emerald green grass, as far as the eye could see, with faint bumps and skips in the land due to trees and hills, the only place not green was the path he was on, and the tower right in front of him. The large black tower of the last sorceress, it was a beautiful yet terrorfiying sight, a black pin sticking out of the earth impaling the saphire sky above. He whistled in appreiciation of its majesticness. When he finally reached the bottom of the long curvng stairs surrounding the tower, he climbed up them, bouncing on each step and bouncing off. He touched the rails of the staircase, which was warm from the blazing summer sun, for balnce.
When he reached the top a fine line of sweat surrounded him, for the count of the stairs up here had been easily over a thousand, and knocked on the door with the conveantly hung brass knocker.
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Post by Samantha Jo on Jun 5, 2005 21:17:30 GMT -5
Samantha got up from her chair by the window, she had been studying the clouds all day. The knock came loud in the midst of her thoughts.
She had on a long black skirt and a tight purple coroset. Her had hung down below her waist.
"Yes yes.." She said when she opened the door, he face friendly but not smileing.
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Post by Heion Doragon on Jun 5, 2005 21:36:14 GMT -5
Doragon looked up at the warm faced and bowed. "Hello, miss Samantha, welcome to the pin, I hope you find it lovely and warm here, with all the accomodations of royalty...." He then reached a hand out through the open door flourishing like a italian speaker. "MAy I come in?".
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Post by Samantha Jo on Jun 6, 2005 5:44:16 GMT -5
Now Samantha smiled. It seemed she wasn't the most, uhm, proper sorceress.
She stepped back, "Oh yes, come in." She said.
"You realize you don't have to be so shirty about it." She said looking at him.
"Eh well, anyway, what is it that brings you here?"
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Post by Heion Doragon on Jun 6, 2005 16:12:25 GMT -5
"I have come to see the last of the sorceresses"
He said smiling at Samantha. He then got up and moved over to the blue tea pot nuzzeled into the far corner then looked back at her inclinging his head towards it.
"May I?"
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Post by Samantha Jo on Jun 6, 2005 19:26:51 GMT -5
Samantha looked over at him and and smiled a little then looked at him sternly, "No!" she said running over there and grabbing the pot.
Then she smiled big, "I'm kidding, go right ahead." She said laughing a little.
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Post by Heion Doragon on Jun 6, 2005 19:34:30 GMT -5
Getting suprised by the girl he jumped back into the wall. "ow....."he said as he rubbed the back of his head.
"I guess I'll have to help you, ey?"
He then reached into his pocket and pulled out three bags of triple ginseng tea. "You like?"
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Post by Samantha Jo on Jun 6, 2005 19:44:20 GMT -5
She furrowed her eyebrows. "Do you carry things like that everywhere? You know I know some good remedies for insanity...let me think.." She said looking over at him.
"It was a joke by the way..Oh make whatever you like, have fun.." Once he started to make the tea she sort of looked that way and it was done. (sorry for the little small god rp)
"Sorry, can't help myself sometimes." She said with an innocent grin.
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Post by Heion Doragon on Jun 6, 2005 21:55:28 GMT -5
Doragon looked back and smiled. "No, by all means I usually hate smelling the tea before I can drink it, nasty habit that it is, drinking scalding tea that is..."
He then picked up the kettle and placed it ont he table between the two of them.
"Now if I ahve this right" he said whispering undwer his breath he chanted something in a old tounge. suddnely the pot was covered in frost.
"Erm, I guess we can drink it iced..."
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Post by Samantha Jo on Jun 11, 2005 14:45:27 GMT -5
Samantha laughed a little, "Nice." and she got out glasses, "Who drinks ice tea in tea cups? Here you go...." She said pouring it into a glass in front of him, and then one for herself. Then takeing a sugar (ooc: i really hate t he waythat is spelt, i mean SHUG-er, is how it is pronounced but we spell the dern word sugar, like cigar but with a U or something..geez...) (ooc again: sorry about that...) BIC by the way: bowl out she dumped around a cup of sugar (urgh) into her glass and stirred it, when it didn't dissolve, she helped it along a little.
"Sugar (....) ?" She asked looking over at him with raised eye brows.
(ooc: This post is about makeing tea...hehe...)
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