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Post by Colonel Tavington on Feb 1, 2007 22:25:10 GMT
*smiles*
*gets up and makes sure the curtains are closed*
*murmurs* wouldn't want any burning of a different kind going on in the morning..
*climbs back into bed*
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Post by Tavingtons Steed on Feb 1, 2007 22:25:16 GMT
*suddenly desires the mare from the lower field*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Feb 2, 2007 14:17:07 GMT
*Rolls over, smiling*
*Sees the Colonel is gone, most likely on patrol*
*Leaves him a note saying: Colonel, does this mean my forfeit is complete? Ophelia*
*Gets dressed, deliberately leaving a garter behind and disapparates to her room*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Feb 4, 2007 17:17:52 GMT
*Walks in and admires the steed*
What a magnificent beast!
*Goes to Samhain's stall*
And here you are! *Takes the thestral out and jumps on its back*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Feb 4, 2007 17:18:26 GMT
*Runs in*
Dante! Er, what are you doing?
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Feb 4, 2007 17:19:22 GMT
*Looks irked*
Going for a ride. Your thestral will be fine, I promise.
By the way, who owns that magnificent creature over there? *Points at the steed*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Feb 4, 2007 17:20:47 GMT
*Blushes without realising it*
Colonel Tavington. I believe he's related to Lucius. You haven't met him yet. He's always out on patrol.
But never mind that, where are you going?
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Feb 4, 2007 17:22:55 GMT
Out. On business. I'll be back tomorrow.
*Stares suspiciously at Ophelia*
And why are you blushing?
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Feb 4, 2007 17:24:17 GMT
*Thinks fast* Running after you!
Alright, be off with you. And no more tormenting Miss Serpent!
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Feb 4, 2007 17:27:15 GMT
*Laughs* And be done with my favourite pastime? Surely not!
Be a dear and take care of Elara while I'm gone. I'm growing fond of her.
*Nudges the thestral and says loudly* Lean ar aghaidh, a Shamhain!
*Gallops out of the stable and takes off into the gathering dusk*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Feb 4, 2007 17:28:30 GMT
*Sighs and watches him until he disappears*
*Glances at the steed*
If your master is around this evening, send him my direction!
*Walks back to the lounge*
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Post by The Pimpstick on Feb 8, 2007 17:11:20 GMT
*sneaks in*
*offers the steed some herb balls to keep him quiet*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Feb 18, 2007 0:12:58 GMT
*Walks in, smiling at Samhain* Hello, darling, how are you! *Pets his nose* *Takes him out of his stable but pauses* *Pins a note to the wall saying* You're not the only one who can leave gifts.  I hope you fidn it useful.
Ophelia
P.S. The garter fits perfectly, but I may need help removing it. |
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Feb 18, 2007 0:14:04 GMT
*Mounts the thestral and gallops off into the night to go hunting*
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Post by Colonel Tavington on Feb 18, 2007 20:13:19 GMT
*spots the exquisite gift and note*
*smiles in thought*
*takes gift upstairs and disapparates to the mansion*
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