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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 21, 2005 15:34:30 GMT -5
A couple of rocks seem to roll to one side as he moves on.
"Depends on who you ask. Right now I'm just a guy trying to find my way out of this hellhole."
He stops again and sounds like he is turning around.
"You are more than a little bit strange, Ayadinlani. But you saved me. Thanks."
He quickly turns back and continues on.
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Post by Ayadinlani on Dec 21, 2005 15:57:19 GMT -5
"I'm asking you. There is no one else."
Ayadinlani smiles.
"You are someone real."
She follows.
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 21, 2005 16:36:54 GMT -5
"That's true enough."
He hesitates a little before continuing.
"Thanks to you, yes."
He sniffs a few times.
"Is it just me or is the air a bit lighter here?"
It does seem a bit fresher as they continue on.
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Post by Ayadinlani on Dec 21, 2005 16:39:50 GMT -5
"So, who are you?"
Ayadinlani takes a very, very deep breath.
"Yes! Light, fresh air, lovely fresh air."
She laughs. He won't tell you nothing. Hmm? He won't tell. You saved his life and he won't tell. Hmm....
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Post by Elanorîn on Feb 15, 2006 18:33:45 GMT -5
Othin continues on a little without replying at first before he stops and lets out a breath almost as if thinking.
"I'm Othin. Othin Verain. I'm 32 years old... I think." He sounds a little unsure. "I'm part Elf and like to whittle when thinking. What do you want to know?"
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Post by Ayadinlani on Feb 15, 2006 18:48:00 GMT -5
"What is whittle?"
Ayadinlani twirls just for the Heck of it and taps the wall of the cave.
"And everything else. Everything about you."
What is 32? I don't know. Does it matter? Not really. Not really. How can you be part Elf? What is Elf? What is Othin Verain? He isn't real. No, no he is. Shut up. You shut up.
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Post by Elanorîn on Feb 17, 2006 3:17:53 GMT -5
"Whittle is when you have a bit of wood and carve it with a knife to a shape you want. Like a figurine. I'll show you if you want. If we ever get out of this darkness, that is."
By the sound of his voice he seems to be turning away and then he continues to walk down the dark tunnel, still moving very slowly.
"Everything, eh? Tricky. Not even I know everything. Heh. What my childhood dreams and the disappointment drama of my life or just a pretty story? Take your pick. I've got most of it."
He winces and sighs.
"And plenty time."
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Post by Ayadinlani on Feb 17, 2006 6:17:25 GMT -5
Ayadinlani tilts her head to the side and walks on. Then she skips on one leg, because she just feels like it.
"Everything real."
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