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Post by ExquisitusAngelus on Aug 27, 2004 22:02:44 GMT -5
Celebrian's heart was alight with his action. She could have hugged him, but it would only send out even more crazy fused auras. Instead, she clung to his hand, and pretty much dragged him into the Inn, giggling. People around them stared without hindering their looks, but Celebrian merely smiled and continued to walk at his side.
"Well... this place looks pretty filled, I hope we can find a room for the night.."
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Post by Kassil on Aug 28, 2004 13:43:33 GMT -5
"I do not foresee a problem." Sionn smirks coldly as he advances towards the Innkeep, his presence seeming to magnify with each footfall until people begin to try to avoid looking at him out of some deep-rooted instinct of self-preservation.
When he reaches the Innkeep's counter, the man quietly goes pale, as Sionn's nearness makes it impossible to ignore the destructive, malevolent energy that radiates from him - especially now, as he focuses his full attention on the poor man.
"I require a room."
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Post by ExquisitusAngelus on Aug 28, 2004 15:49:53 GMT -5
Celebrian shook her head silently, and continued to grab onto Sionn's hand. Candid eyes regarded the Innkeep and she said in a soothing, melodious tone,
"Sir.. if you could be so kind and generous as to provide us with a room... we are very weary from travel and we would appreciate it if you could give us a room to stay for the night."
Like with the rats and the cats on the street previously, her aura mingled with his, offering the Innkeep intant comfort and joy when she addressed him, spreading that energy through the room.
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Post by Kassil on Aug 29, 2004 14:49:01 GMT -5
The combination of auras is such that the Innkeep simply grabs a dowel with a number burned into it and passes it over, his face still pale - Celebrian's comforting, soothing presence may mask and diffuse Sionn's destructive energies, but the man is still a bit shaken - and mostly just wants the two out of his sight. "Room 23. Upstairs. On the left."
Sionn pauses a moment, before picking up the dowel and slipping it inside his cloak. "Good."
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Post by ExquisitusAngelus on Aug 29, 2004 15:26:13 GMT -5
She smiled at the Inkeep and nodded to him in a very grateful manner,
"Thank you kind sir... and have a pleasant evening..."
She tore her eyes away from the man, who still looked a bit scared, to the inhabitants of the Inn. They were now silenced, staring at the two strangers who had shaken things so without moving a finger. Her bright, deep eyes turned to Sionn and she smiled at him comfortingly, even though in her heart she knew he wouldn't appreciate it and the smile would be utterly spent, but she wanted to do so anyway.
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Post by Kassil on Aug 31, 2004 19:42:15 GMT -5
Sionn, of course, simply begins to move through the room, ignoring the stares blandly as he makes his way towards the stairs, the arm not being held by Celebrian checking the placement of the horrifically out of place guns he bears. Advanced by millenia beyond the technological level of this place...
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