Session Start: Sat Apr 29 23:32:43 2000
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<TheStoryteller> ~~ Interlude Begin! ~~
<TheStoryteller> After her encounter with Tahn previously, Bree finds herself walking the main hallway below the decks of the Dragonship Destiny. The porthole on the side shows night is fast approaching...
<TrueBlue> << OOC: That's what SFT is missing! The party dosen't have a cool set of wheels! >>
<TheStoryteller> By your figuring, most others are down with Gywnn in the makeshift medical bay tending to whatever has happened to Johnathan...
<Bree> <ooc> Pass out magical winged tricycles =) </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << Very true TB! ;) >>
* Bree quietly walks the halls, heading toward the upper deck, being careful not to be seen
<TheStoryteller> Jack looks like she's fallen asleep at the helm of the ship. ^^
<TheStoryteller> << er he's >>
<Bree> <ooc> lol </ooc>
* Bree slides along the wall toward the ships side .oO(Just stay asleep Jacko.. no need to wake up...)
<TheStoryteller> Noone else seems to be around. The Blue Star starts to appear in the darkening horizon.
* Bree takes a peek over the side and lays a hand on the rail, leaping over with a swish of the wind "<vq> See you suckers later.."
<TheStoryteller> Bree leaps off the Destiny's side in a feat of acrobatics, catching hold of the Wings and sliding down safely! Good thing it's idling right now. ^^
* Bree tightens the straps on her belongings, and gives the Destiny one last look before starting to walk away "<q> Wonder if they'll miss me, or throw a party..."
<TrueBlue> << OOC: Throw a party! Throw a party! >>
<TheStoryteller> You feel your feet one by one touch the cool, sandy ground, a gentle breeze ruffling your hair... the Destiny humms rhymically in the distance, but noone calls back to you.
<TheStoryteller> << You are enar the Dragon Ruins.. water is north, Larpa southwest. :) >>
* Bree smiles a little, hair waving behind herself with the wind "Looks like I haven't lost my touch... hmm, now.. which way to go...."
<Bree> <ooc> water = sea, or like a small stream? and how far? ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> Larpa should be a night's walk to your southwest, and the path east winds through some treacherous mountains towards mroe desert beyond. The wind blows from the northern inland sea. Too bad you're out of a boat. :/
<Bree> Looks like it's a walk to Larpa to find some transportation... hope no one notices I'm gone just yet..
<TrueBlue> << OOC: Dragon Destiny CANNON! >>
<TheStoryteller> << Neo-White Dragon Cannon! :) >>
<TheStoryteller> << Jack fried it temporarily, but it's fixed now. :) >>
<TheStoryteller> In the fading twilight, Bree can made out the otuline of a person in the disatance.. or it could just be a trick of the light, like so many desert mirages.
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* Bree turns to the southwest, continuing her walk, thinking to herself .oO(Oh great.. dont tell me someone else was out for a walk and they're just now coming back...)
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<TheStoryteller> It seems to be moving away from you towards Larpa.. maybe another traveller? :)
* Bree quickens her pace to close the gap, keeping her theif stealth going to sneak up on them
<TheStoryteller> Being obviously much faster than the figure, you gain ground rather easily. You can't quite tell who or what gender the person is.. they are wrapped up tightly in robes that blend in with the sands.
<TheStoryteller> The person seems to be carrying a pack like yourself, moving steadily towards the city. You can detect the hint of a limp. ^^
* Bree lays a hand gently on her sabre, pulling a hood over her head, getting closer still .oO(Cant be too careful... even if the person is limping, doesn't mean they can't stand still and blast you with spells...)

Session Time: Sun Apr 30 00:00:00 2000

<TheStoryteller> The person seems to continue on, oblivious. ^^
* Bree walks up on their right side, assuming their right handed as most are, ready to grab that hand should they reach for something "....going to Larpa I see."
<Bree> <ooc> lol.. I just had a weird thought... Lure sounding like Toma in the Ranma movie ^^;; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> The robed figure stops, and turns it's head. You can see a pair of brown eyes through the smal slit in the face covering.
* Bree stops a couple steps in front of the person, and turns to them "Well.. you are, arent you?"
<TheStoryteller> [Man] ... so, someone as crazy as me to walkthrough the desert in the dead of night? You must have an interesting tale to tell. ^^
* Bree smiles, her own face well sheilded from her hood "Hai, indeed I do.. as you do as well I beleive."
<TheStoryteller> The man removes the wrappings around his face, revealing a rather wrinkled, scholarly-looking fellow.
<TheStoryteller> [Man] Actually, I record them.. I'm Al-Shajar, a scribe from the Great Library to the east. :)
* Bree figures it good manners to remove her hood in return, and does so "That just means you have more stories to tell..."
<TheStoryteller> [AL-Shajar] Why, it's what I do.. I'm on my way to delievr these manuscripts to the playwrites in Larpa.
<TheStoryteller> You spot a scroll or two sticking out of his pack...
* Bree glances at the scrolls, then back at the man "I'm heading there myself to find some better means of transportation... want some company?"
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] It would be a pleasure, fair lady... perhap you can recount to me your adventures? *eyes her wings and sword* ^^
<TheStoryteller> << er armor wings :) >>
* Bree smiles, and nods "I can tell you some things..."
<TheStoryteller> << *laughs inside as he sues a name from Gharudhim lore* ^^ >>
<Bree> <ooc> no idea what that is ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << Al-Shajar is the name of one of the Rubies needed for the Silifi of the Crimson Stars quest. It grants Lightning Protection VI... named after a great demi-god with wit as fast as lightning. :) >>
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] You probably get out much mroe than I do, miss.
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Why, just until recently life was rather dull.. till the scholars at the Library came across a strange text.
* Bree nods, starting to walk again, looking back to check him for wearing armor of any kind, and weapons "Probably.. if all you do is write stories.."
<Bree> What sort of strange text?
<TheStoryteller> He doesn't seem to have armor, just very thick robes.
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] I don't know exactly where it was discovered, but it's in a strange language.. undecipherable.
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] It was a type of diary, that much they knew.. but it could be that of Althena herself some hypothesize.
* Bree raises an eyebrow in interest "Oh? Shouldn't priestesses be able to read it then? Someone high up?"
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Well, it seems similar to writings of such nature uncoveered from the Age of Prophecy as some call it.
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] But this was either perfectly preserved, or produced very recently... it was quite distrubing to even think someone with that skill stille xists! ^^
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<TheStoryteller> << How oddly ironic. ^^ >>
* Bree blinks at Al, a hand resting on her sabre "I doubt I could read it for you, I'm just a commoner..."
<Bree> <ooc> Hehe </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Don't feel bad... even Lunar's finest minds are stumped. Perhaps it's waiting for someone special... if a book could pick it's reader.. what a novel concept.
<Windstar> <<Here comes Mr. Rasis! =)>>
* Bree giggles "Play on words.. 'novel' concept ^^"
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] I see you appreciate humor as well. :)
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] If I may be so bold, what are you looking for in Larpa?
<Bree> Transportation across a large chunk of land, cant walk where I'm wanting to go...
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] I see. It must be very important what you seek.
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* Bree looks to the sky as they walk "Peace of mind? Sanity.. yeah, guess that is important..."
<TheStoryteller> You realize you're making good time..
* Bree smiles to herself .oO(Talking really does pass the time...)
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Yes, sadly people are out of touch with what's before them.. perhaps why many turn to fantasy, and why I have a job still. ^^
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Maybe if they put more effort into writing their own chapters, life would have a much more happy ending, wouldn't you say?
<Bree> Yeah... I guess what you're saying is, if that people put more effort into what they want to do... writting their chapters... they'd be happier?
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Yes, I'd like to think so. Why... take yourself for example.. when you find who or what is calling to you in Larpa or otherwise, it will be one more step towards your ending.. your truth.
<TheStoryteller> He seems to smile knowingly as he says that last word...
* Bree blinks at him, a bit oddly "There's no one in Larpa for me.. except someone owning a ship or something, not sure about my 'truth' though..."
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Finding it is story of your life. When you get to be my age, you can look back on it like a favorite book..
<TheStoryteller> Larpa starts to appear in the distance. You can see faint lights in the streets. :)
* Bree laughs "My life's far from a favorite book, I guess that's why people would rather read fiction."
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Don't say that.. you're likely still in the rising action, waiting for the climax and resolution.
* Bree blinks at him, smile drifting from her face "My life's filled with death and dissapointment. The climax, if it followed that pattern, would be my demise.."
<TheStoryteller> You reach the city limits, the sandy dunes giving way to stone paved roads. There are a few inns and stores open, plus the great theater is gathering a crowd, as usual.
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Death could be the end, or it could be the beginning of a new book entirely.. who can be sure?
* Bree kicks the sand from her boots on the stone road "Sounds like an end to me..."
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Ah, but all things end eventually, even a good story. Althena herself even couldn't create without once more wiping the slate clean..
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] But that's a whole other story. ^^
* Bree sighs "I'm not Althena though.. if I die, that's it.. kaput. Nothing......"
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] *frowns* What if you didn't have to fear death? What would you do then?
* Bree smiles over "I'd collect stories in your absense."
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Oh, that won't be necessary... I'm not planning on leaving this coil just yet. :) But I do thank you for the offer.
<TheStoryteller> You both come to rest at a corner near the large theater. Obviously, the sandship docks are farther to the west..
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] In fact, I feel I owe you something for your company. 
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<TheStoryteller> << Hey Criz. :) >>
* Bree smiles and nods "You're welcome... Hmm? Oh no.. that's not necessary really... ^^"
<Bree> <ooc> You were supposed to email me! ^^;;; </ooc>
<Bree> <ooc> IoG 0 ring a bell? ^^;;; </ooc>
<Criz> << well al my info got corrupted=( cuz my lap top got fried at storen'ts house >>
<Bree> <ooc> argh X_x </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << I still ahve your info sheet I believe >>
<Criz> << i'm retyping everything tonight...you do? send itover =) now you two continue on >>
<Bree> <ooc> send to me too, ne? ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << Hmm.. I can't seem to find it.. I should have it somehwere.. >>
<TheStoryteller> << will look harder in a second. :) >>
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar] Why, you were looking for a ride weren't you?
<Bree> Oh sure.. 
<TheStoryteller> Suddenly, in the light of the lamps the man seems to get younger, fuller faced, wrinkles disappearing..
* Bree blinks at him strangely, rubbing her eyes
<TheStoryteller> [Al-Shajar (?)] They say truth is stranger than fiction...
<TheStoryteller> In another moment, the man is now a teenager, with short brown hair. His roebs take on a green hue. Its... Lure.
* Bree jaw drops slightly "I was talking with you this whole time?!"
<TheStoryteller> [Lure] ...want to see for yourself, Bree? :)
<Bree> What do you mean see for myself? I can already see you Lure...
<TheStoryteller> [I] appreciated the conversation, but you're going to be late for your special date. :)
<TheStoryteller> [Lure] I appreciated the conversation, but you're going to be late for your special date. :)
* Bree sweatdrops "You know where I'm going already.. dont you?"
<TheStoryteller> Lure snaps his finegrs, and the gentle wind begins to pick up, as you feel your body slowly being blown away..
* Bree flails around, trying to keep her familiar grip on the ground "H..heey.. I know I have wings and all.. but I can't really fly! ^^;;"
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<TheStoryteller> [Lure] This is your story... fly to where the earth reap the brilliant light...
<TrueBlue> << OOC: Haha! I hath returneth. >>
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<TheStoryteller> In another second, you lsoe your grip and go flying into the sky! Everything below becomes a mere pinprick to you. ^^
* Bree flails around "I hope that's where I'm wanting to gooooooooo! ^^;;"
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<TheStoryteller> Carried on the intense winds, you suddenly find yourself falling towards a familiar place... a huge metropolis aglow in the evening's graces. Zaback.
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<TheStoryteller> Rather than plummet to your doom, you gently float onto a small side street, landing on your feet like a cat. :)
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<Criz> << out of the years i have been on lunar net...i have never had a ping timeout.  That was my first one =)))) Congratulate me >>
<TheStoryteller> << You missed Lure warping Bree. ;) >>
* Bree flails around "This is insane.. I've gone all this way just to splat on the streets of Zaback!"
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-Rasis- <Adam> << agh i forgot to take off my pants brb >>
* Bree blinks, landing on her feet "Ok.. wasn't so insane.. ^^;;"
<TheStoryteller> From what you can see, this is the more suburban area of the city. Uptown is still a aways away, and the former Diamond Dreams as well.
<Bree> <ooc> Missed that post from switching windows ^^;; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> You see a dog near you barking! :D
* Bree pulls her cloak back around her face, tucking her hair in and makes sure her wings poke out to make herself seem more formidable, hoping to ward off trouble as she looks over at the dog "Haven't you ever seen someone come flying in from half a world away?"
<TheStoryteller> The dog whimpers a little, and walks off. ^^
<TrueBlue> << OOC: <Dog> Arf! Last time, I pee'd on him! Arf! >>
* Bree sweatdrops "Guess I look menacing ^^;;"
* Bree tightens the straps on her belongings once more to ward off theft, heading toward the Diamond Dreams, tilting her head down to shield her face from light
<TheStoryteller> The streetlights glow at each corner, in a very predictable pattern as you go. You pass a few people out to enjoy the nightlife, feelign a sense of deja vu from previous adventures here.
<TheStoryteller> You even get stares. :o
<TheStoryteller> [Man] Woah.. it must be that tequila! I'm seeing things. man! o_o
* Bree glances over at the people who stare from the safety of her hood .oO(So far.. so good... just hope no one is seeking a challenge tonight ^^;;)
<TheStoryteller> It's not long before you reach the trainstation the party exited from several days ago.
<TheStoryteller> Glancing about, you see the old Diamond Dreams poster has been taken down... no more proclamations of the "Nightlife's Shining Gem" it seems.
* Bree pauses to give it a look over, before noticing the lack of poster "Hmm... wonder if it's still open.."
<TheStoryteller> In fact, this area of the city seems a lot less crowded thatn your ecall, too.
<TrueBlue> << OOC: DEI1 DEI1 DEI1 They're all DEID1 >>
<TheStoryteller> << Well, sort of yeah! :) It was a mass drive by murder scene about a week ago! ;) >>
<Rasis> << Go Ramon! ;) >>
* Bree takes a glance around before continuing on toward the Diamond Dreams "<q> Kinda dreary around here..."
<TheStoryteller> Bree turns another corner, onto the street that a week ago was filled to the brim with a line of people and cars for the costume ball.
<TheStoryteller> The lot is empty for the most part, and you see a sign that says "FOR RENT, Divas Reality".
<TrueBlue> << OOC: Realty or Reality? >>
<Bree> <ooc> lol </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << gah ^^ >>
<TheStoryteller> Next door, however...
<Rasis> << Geez, John's only been toast for an hour and they're already muscling in on his territory! ;) >>
* Bree glances over into the lot, making a note of how it's not worth much ^^;
<TheStoryteller> Bree recalls bumping into Ishtar and pondering hotwiring a vehicle. ^^
<TheStoryteller> Though her eyes catches the nearby storefront where Diamond Dream used to be...
* Bree smirks and looks to the Diamond Dreams, and blinks
<TheStoryteller> You can see traces of the old gold-inlaid glamour that the gunshots didn't ruin, but it largely seems the whole front has been replaced by simple and elegant glass. It's black, and you can't see inside.
* Bree glances up and down the street to check for anyone, trying the door handle to see if it's open
<TheStoryteller> There is a door in the cenetr, also made of the glass. It says in small writing in the center of it "Diamonds Bar".. coming soon. :)
<TheStoryteller> << er move that " ^^ >>
<TheStoryteller> The door doesn't seem to open, but you can make otu some distortions in the tinted glass that could be a few people...
* Bree sneaks around to the back door, taking out her magical keys.. her lock picks, but first pausing to try the door ^^;
<Criz> << hey why is rasis op'd and not me =( sniff sniff >>
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<TheStoryteller> Bree sees the backdoor is open... just like Liza said. ;)
* Bree puts her picks away, cautiously walking in and having a look around .oO(Pays to know the owner...)
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<TheStoryteller> As soon as Bree steps inside, she sees lots of...well.. wrecked stuff piled up in the back rooms. Apparently whoever has been busy cleaning up this place to amke it look decent.
<TheStoryteller> You hear a few voices mumbling fartehr in, towards where the stage used to be.
<TheStoryteller> Bree also ntoes the floor still has it's lush wall-to-wall velvet carpeting..
* Bree sneaks over to the stage entrance, staying to one side and trying to listen in, being careful not to make any noise among the wrecked things
<Criz> <<brb>>
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<TheStoryteller> Bree doesn't attract much attention (in fact it's really dark back there ^^) and gets closer to the door leading to the main ball area and the stage. It's from here, so can make out a certain definitive voice.
<TheStoryteller> << er so = she >>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Sam, put the rack up over there.. and did your get the stools made yet, Darryl?
* Bree sighs quietly .oO(Good.. it's not an argument..)
<TheStoryteller> [Man] hey, I'm not a mriacle worker.. you're awefully confident about all this! ^^
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] You know me all too well.. *pauses* we're just going to have to polish this baby up and make it sparkle again.
* Bree tries to quietly walk onto the stage, and keep behind the curtains to try and get a look to go with the listen
<TheStoryteller> [Man] I still say it's not gonna work.. after the whole fiasco with the police and Virtue, we're lucky if we can run a decent watering hole.
<TheStoryteller> Bree makes her way behind the tattered stage curtains... it obvious that this part is going to be closed off in the enar future, evidenced by several temporary boards in place.
<TheStoryteller> From ehr new vantage point, she can see the imposing and intese blonde haired Liza talking to an equally imposing middle-aged man. She's garbed in a good old blue suit and bowtie, though this time it's not quite a fancy tux like before.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] How did the Diamond Dreams start off before? You were a trustee, old friend. You should know.
<TheStoryteller> [Darryl] Damn, Liza... I'll bite. Noone can argue with you for long eh? You just have a way with people, I guess.
* Bree flings one side of the curtains open, to reveal her presence, still cloaked in her hood and wings "Hai hai.. Liza always has been a hard person to convince.. unless you fight it out with her."
<TheStoryteller> Bree's revelation and interesting appearance freaks out Darryl and the guy in the background drops the rack on his foot. ^^
<TheStoryteller> [Darryl] Fuck.. who's that? A theif? o_O
* Bree grins from the shadow of the hood "Best theif on Lunar..."
<TheStoryteller> Liza, however, turns her head nonchalantly.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Actually, it's an angel... *grin*
<TheStoryteller> Bree gets a good view of the starts of a bar near where the tinted glass was. It seems they are setting up a new business...
* Bree does a flip from the stage onto the top of the bar, careful to land on a sturdily built area, standing dramaticly, hand brushing the side of her claok away and placing her hand on the Blood Sabre
<TheStoryteller> Liza pauses a moment to regard Bree's new look, facing her.
<Bree> I'm not an angel with these kind of wings...
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, if you're the Grim Reaper you can take me to hell anytime.. welcome back, Bree. :)
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I see you didn't forget my backdoor is always open for you...
* Bree reaches up with her free hand, pushing her hood off and shaking her hair free "Glad to see you're safe.. and it's open to anyone if you leave it unlocked."
* Bree grins
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<Bree> <ooc> Hey Zipo </ooc>
<Zipo> <<Hello... game underway?>>
<Bree> <ooc> yup, Interlude </ooc>
<Zipo> <<As in intermission? ^^; >>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Oh, I guess I'm getting sloppy then? *grins*
<Bree> <ooc> Intermission means when you get up and get popcorn ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << actually.. Bree special. :) >>
<TheStoryteller> [Darryl] You ahve some whackos for friends Liza.
* Bree hops off the bar and smiles "Looks that way! And.. sorry for scaring your men ^^"
<Zipo> <<Ah... ^^; well, anyway, I just wanted to know whether I should keep it to private messages. Which I will...>>
<Bree> I'm not a wacko... I have a very good reason to dress like this...
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] My men? Well... I need all the help I can get. *laughs*
<TheStoryteller> [Darryl] I'm sure you do.. I'm going to be going now.. ^^
* Bree waves to Darryl "Bai bai ^^"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Get out of here, little man. YOu have better thigns to do, eh? ;)
<TheStoryteller> [Darryl] Yeah, yeah. ^^
<TheStoryteller> Darryl leaves, and takes the several helpers with him. Soon you're all along in the partially restored lobby.
<Bree> <ooc> Along? ^^ </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << er alone >>
<Bree> I think he went to empty his trousers...
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] People are silly Bree... they never know just what they want, and they try to have it all.
* Bree blinks "Hmm? What brought that up?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Oh nothing... seeing this place in shambles just makes me wonder. *shakes ehr head a little grimly*
<Bree> Dont worry.. it'll perk up and be as good as new. I'll even pitch in while I'm here. ^^
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] With you around, it's looking better already...
* Bree smiles "He's right.. always a charmer..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Tell me, did you find what you were looking for yet? You sure seem to come with all the trappings of Ms. Daring Heroine.
* Bree giggles a bit "No.. not really, I'm looking like this half from accident, and half because I was bored.. but it does serve a purpose."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I guessing it's to attract lots of attention? You're certainly getting it, Bree.. ;)
* Bree smiles, and shakes her head "Nope.. to run people away so I dont have to deal with them... like it ran your men off ^^"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I can see your point.. but do you really want to scare people away from you?
<Bree> When I'm in a hurry I do, less people to keep me tripped up ^^;
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Still working your best alone, I see... it's the theif in you I'm sure. ;)
* Bree smiles and nods "I got here faster than the Destiny itself, wanted to check on you.. to see if I didn't beat you up TOO badly... ^^"
<TheStoryteller> Liza chuckles, putting ehr hands on ehr hips.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I'm not like that wimp Saloni..
<Bree> Aah.. good ol Salami... 
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] *chuckles more* You proved to me a big point that day, Bree... about determination. Maybe I even learned something.
* Bree smiles cute, yet confidant "I'm always up to teach another lesson ^^"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Working hard is more rewarding than manipulating people for it... even if it is rather boring. ;)
<TheStoryteller> Liza blinks once.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Is that the reason you came? Want to prove it wasn't a fluke?
* Bree giggles and shakes her head "No.. I really did worry if you were ok. If the Rancor Fang had indeed let you go safely.."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] What was to worry about? When they found Ramon dead in the shaft that day, the Fang effectively ceased to exist. No point in worrying when my bosses were long gone.
* Bree shrugs "Underlings revolt? Get mad? I dont know.. I just worried..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] The other left are just fighting among themselves.. I think it's ratehr funny what happens without a brain to run things, and a heart to control the flow of resources.. :)
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Besides, I have plenty of connections, like Darryl there. They trust me no matter who's colors I wear on my sleeve.
* Bree smiles and nods "I'm glad you have some trusted friends... that'll help the place get back on it's feet faster"
<TheStoryteller> Liza walks behind the bar...
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] How about something to knock YOU off your feet? And I don't mean a Hadouken.. *grin*
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Pull up what's left of the seats and share a drink with me. I wanna hear what you've been up to.. the hearts you've stolen..
<TheStoryteller> Liza pulls out a few bottle of liquor that survived the night. :)
* Bree blushes a little, grabbing a seat and pulling it up "Sure.. I guess I can have one drink..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Maybe that will be my new slogan..
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] 'The night is young but diamonds are forever'... catchy, eh?
<Bree> Hmm.. not bad actually! ^^
<TheStoryteller> Liza serves you up something nice, as you reminsice... the night is indeed young, and far from over... :)
<TheStoryteller> ~~ Interlude 1 End ~~
<Bree> back to #1 ^^;
<Bree> had so many we had to restart the odometer
<TheStoryteller> ~~ Part 1 End ~~ rather! :)
Session Close: Sun Apr 30 02:26:27 2000