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Jul 28, 2004 19:43

*Moiraine comes downstairs from her room. A very close observer might notice that although she looks calm, as always, she appears to be deep in thought.*

*She accepts tea, fruit, and bread from the bar, then takes a seat at a table. Once there, she takes a small book from her belt pouch and begins to look through it.*

kassandra, elizabeth bennett, peter pettigrew, dionysus, moiraine

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wine_women_song July 28 2004, 20:43:34 UTC
[ooc: mind if dionysus joins you?]

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blue_ajah July 28 2004, 20:47:05 UTC
[ooc: don't mind at all!]

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pjpettigrew July 28 2004, 20:48:31 UTC
Peter, who is staggering through the bar, looks bad. He is not drunk--rather, he seems too sick and exhausted to see where he is going, and he is continually bumping into chairs, tables and people. His face is haggard and drawn, his mouth tense, and there is something dark and vicious swimming in the depths of his eyes.

A chair sticking out from a table proves to be his downfall. He collides with it, goes reeling, trips over his own feet, and slams into the table that Moiraine is sitting at. For a moment, his expression is terrified, but this is immediately swept away by a look of enraged hatred.

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blue_ajah July 28 2004, 20:54:50 UTC
*Moiraine looks up at Peter, serenely, then her eyes widen and several expressions flicker across her face, resolving into a look of calm determination.*

Peter. You are not well. Please, sit down before you fall.

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wine_women_song July 28 2004, 21:05:51 UTC
*looks at Peter as Moiraine greets him*

Are you ok sir?

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pjpettigrew July 28 2004, 21:17:56 UTC
Peter takes several deep breaths. "I'm fine," he says in a weak but recognisable voice, knowing it is anything but the truth. "Really. Just lost my balance. I'm f-"

He breaks off, as the darkness within him chooses that moment to attack again.

He surfaces again, minutes or perhaps hours later, sweating and shivering cold, and with the feeling that he has just lost another battle, as he has lost so many.

He staggers to a chair, and buries his aching head in his hands.

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wine_women_song July 28 2004, 20:59:11 UTC
*walks over and says quietly*

Mind some company?

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blue_ajah July 28 2004, 21:00:39 UTC
*Moiraine is watching Peter with a look of grave concern.*

Dionysus. It is good to see you again.

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wine_women_song July 28 2004, 21:04:03 UTC
[ooc: consolidating this to the above thread for easier RP]

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