Jul 28, 2004 21:17
*A massive BOOM splits the air, and the bar is filled with rose petals and flying dirt. Anthy lands on a table. She sits up, fumbling for her glasses, and tries to look as though nothing has happened.*
hob gadling,
anthy himemiya,
nitz walsh,
methos,
moiraine
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Thank you. Thank you so much. I needed that.
*it is obvious that he is well on his way to drunkenness,*
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Ah-ah. That's private.
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Are you all right, Anthy?
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I believe that I am well enough, thank you.
*She takes in the rose petals and dirt, and looks assessingly at Anthy.*
Might I inquire as to the cause?
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*rubs her head* I'm not very good with plumbing.
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