
During another hour of driving along the convoluted coastal highway you pass several more small beach/inland villages. Sometimes the villages are clearly older fishing villages and at other times the villages were mainly fishing villages, but are now there mostly to service the estates along the beach and inland up the hills. Finally, Lysia slows down and turns to the right, away from the shore, driving up a smaller side road into the hills overlooking the ocean. Here the land is rolling hills with small valleys between them. Small groves of trees are interspersed with vineyards and fruit orchards growing on the sides of the hills. You can see large mansions back away from the road surrounded by stone walls...and probably more modern, and less visible, security measures. Lysia turns off the road at one of them, and stops the car in front of a closed gate of what looks like wrought iron metal bars with "House of David" written in an arch of metal along the top of the gate. A security monitor and call box can be seen on the stone post holding up one side of the gate. Eris AKU
Quoting Eris Reddoch: > During another hour of driving along the convoluted coastal highway you > pass several more small beach/inland villages. Sometimes the villages > are clearly older fishing villages and at other times the villages were > mainly fishing villages, but are now there mostly to service the estates > along the beach and inland up the hills. Ilane relaxes and continues to enjoy the view. Eventually, she falls asleep in the *very* comfy seat. > Lysia turns off the road at one of them, and stops the car in front of a > closed gate of what looks like wrought iron metal bars with "House of > David" written in an arch of metal along the top of the gate. A > security monitor and call box can be seen on the stone post holding up > one side of the gate. She wakes with a little start when Lysia stops the car. "Wha...? Are we there already?" -- Bob K. (aka Ilane Lanik) ------------------------------------------------- This mail sent through IMP: http://horde.org/imp/
----- Original Message ----- From: "Eris Reddoch"> During another hour of driving along the convoluted coastal highway you > pass several more small beach/inland villages. Sometimes the villages > are clearly older fishing villages and at other times the villages were > mainly fishing villages, but are now there mostly to service the estates > along the beach and inland up the hills. > > Finally, Lysia slows down and turns to the right, away from the shore, > driving up a smaller side road into the hills overlooking the ocean. > Here the land is rolling hills with small valleys between them. Small > groves of trees are interspersed with vineyards and fruit orchards > growing on the sides of the hills. You can see large mansions back away > from the road surrounded by stone walls...and probably more modern, and > less visible, security measures. > > Lysia turns off the road at one of them, and stops the car in front of a > closed gate of what looks like wrought iron metal bars with "House of > David" written in an arch of metal along the top of the gate. A > security monitor and call box can be seen on the stone post holding up > one side of the gate.
----- Original Message ----- From: "Eris Reddoch"> During another hour of driving along the convoluted coastal highway you > pass several more small beach/inland villages. Sometimes the villages > are clearly older fishing villages and at other times the villages were > mainly fishing villages, but are now there mostly to service the estates > along the beach and inland up the hills. > > Finally, Lysia slows down and turns to the right, away from the shore, > driving up a smaller side road into the hills overlooking the ocean. > Here the land is rolling hills with small valleys between them. Small > groves of trees are interspersed with vineyards and fruit orchards > growing on the sides of the hills. You can see large mansions back away > from the road surrounded by stone walls...and probably more modern, and > less visible, security measures. > > Lysia turns off the road at one of them, and stops the car in front of a > closed gate of what looks like wrought iron metal bars with "House of > David" written in an arch of metal along the top of the gate. A > security monitor and call box can be seen on the stone post holding up > one side of the gate. Lysia spent about fifteen minutes of the trip retelling the story of the grav-car crash that killed her parents and left her alive when she was thirteen... She seems oddly distant about it, like she's describing something that she watched second hand or in a theatre rather than actually happened to her. The details she uses to describe the failure of the passenger side hatch and her last images of her mother before she was pulled out of the vehicle at 500 metres are particularly chilling. When she's done she gets quiet for a moment, and then starts pointing out details of the countryside, a vineyard, Tally Isham's summer cottage, details that only someone intimately familiar with the details of the land would know. "Ahh," Lysia says looking at the gate, "this brings back a lot of memories." "Morg re-did the lights I see," she remarks to no one in particular, "the flowers look nicer too since the last time I was here." She checks the glove compartment quickly to see if the remote is inside but it's only a half hearted search. Lysia really doesn't believe it would be that easy. After a moment she reaches over and thumbs the intercom on the post and looks right at the camera, most of her features carefully obscured by her hat and glasses. Lysia Jezebel David
Quoting adunaphell@shaw.ca: > Lysia spent about fifteen minutes of the trip retelling the story of the > grav-car crash that killed her parents and left her alive when she was > thirteen... She seems oddly distant about it, like she's describing > something that she watched second hand or in a theatre rather than actually > happened to her. The details she uses to describe the failure of the > passenger side hatch and her last images of her mother before she was pulled > out of the vehicle at 500 metres are particularly chilling. April pays very close attention to her story. She observes Lysia's facial expressions. Her brows crease in concern several times during the recollection but she sits quietly. > > When she's done she gets quiet for a moment, and then starts pointing out > details of the countryside, a vineyard, Tally Isham's summer cottage, > details that only someone intimately familiar with the details of the land > would know. April also sits quietly. She smiles as Lysia lightens the mood by pointing out landmarks and details. -- April ------------------------------------------------- This mail sent through IMP: http://horde.org/imp/
adunaphell@shaw.ca wrote: > When she's done she gets quiet for a moment, and then starts pointing > out details of the countryside, a vineyard, Tally Isham's summer > cottage, details that only someone intimately familiar with the > details of the land would know. > > "Ahh," Lysia says looking at the gate, "this brings back a lot of > memories." > > "Morg re-did the lights I see," she remarks to no one in particular, > "the flowers look nicer too since the last time I was here." > > She checks the glove compartment quickly to see if the remote is > inside but it's only a half hearted search. Lysia really doesn't > believe it would be that easy. After a moment she reaches over and > thumbs the intercom on the post and looks right at the camera, most > of her features carefully obscured by her hat and glasses. "Good morning, sianna, how..." the voice begins, then after a intake of breath continues, "...oh, it is Sianna Lysia! It is good to see you again Sianna Morgan." The front gate's lock opens with an audible pop and the gate begins to swing back allowing the car to enter. "Excuse me for not recognizing you immediately, and please come in." Lysia recognizes the voice as an old family retainer. Eris AKU
>Lysia spent about fifteen minutes of the trip retelling the story of the >grav-car crash that killed her parents and left her alive when she was >thirteen... She seems oddly distant about it, like she's describing >something that she watched second hand or in a theatre rather than actually >happened to her. The details she uses to describe the failure of the >passenger side hatch and her last images of her mother before she was pulled >out of the vehicle at 500 metres are particularly chilling. > >When she's done she gets quiet for a moment, and then starts pointing out >details of the countryside, a vineyard, Tally Isham's summer cottage, >details that only someone intimately familiar with the details of the land >would know. Shawn knew words would be useless. He leaned forward and silently squeezed her shoulder for a moment before leaning back. Shawn
----- Original Message ----- From: "Terry Mixon"> >Lysia spent about fifteen minutes of the trip retelling the story of the > >grav-car crash that killed her parents and left her alive when she was > >thirteen... She seems oddly distant about it, like she's describing > >something that she watched second hand or in a theatre rather than > >actually happened to her. The details she uses to describe the failure > >of the passenger side hatch and her last images of her mother before > >she was pulled out of the vehicle at 500 metres are particularly chilling. > > > >When she's done she gets quiet for a moment, and then starts > >pointing out details of the countryside, a vineyard, Tally Isham's > >summer cottage, details that only someone intimately familiar with the > >details of the land would know. > > Shawn knew words would be useless. He leaned forward and silently > squeezed her shoulder for a moment before leaning back. Lysia pats Shawn's hand, "Ah don't worry about me, I became one of the faceless horde an object of pity and curiosity." She twists her foot on the gas pedal, "With remarkable taste in shoes and great legs below the knee's, the rest of it's pretty scary." One side of her mouth pulls back in a lopsided grin, that eerie cupie doll symmetry about her is thrown askew. Lysia Jezebel David
> > Shawn knew words would be useless. He leaned forward and silently > > squeezed her shoulder for a moment before leaning back. > > Lysia pats Shawn's hand, "Ah don't worry about me, I became one of the > faceless horde an object of pity and curiosity." She twists her foot on > the gas pedal, "With remarkable taste in shoes and great legs below the > knee's, the rest of it's pretty scary." > > One side of her mouth pulls back in a lopsided grin, that eerie cupie doll > symmetry about her is thrown askew. "The exterior is not the person, Jez. You're not faceless. I see your face and you don't scare me." His voice is not full of pity or anything like that. Shawn
----- Original Message ----- From: "Terry Mixon"> > > Shawn knew words would be useless. He leaned forward and silently > > > squeezed her shoulder for a moment before leaning back. > > > > Lysia pats Shawn's hand, "Ah don't worry about me, I became one of the > > faceless horde an object of pity and curiosity." She twists her foot on > > the gas pedal, "With remarkable taste in shoes and great legs below the > > knee's, the rest of it's pretty scary." > > > > One side of her mouth pulls back in a lopsided grin, that eerie cupie doll > > symmetry about her is thrown askew. > > "The exterior is not the person, Jez. You're not faceless. I see your face > and you don't scare me." > > His voice is not full of pity or anything like that. "Hmmm... Apparently I'm not trying hard enough, we'll take the really twisty road back to the starport." Lysia Jezebel David
> > "The exterior is not the person, Jez. You're not faceless. I see your > > face and you don't scare me." > > > > His voice is not full of pity or anything like that. > > "Hmmm... Apparently I'm not trying hard enough, we'll take the really > twisty road back to the starport." He leaned back and laughed. "You don't want to try to scare me that way. I love hot dogging and roller coasters. My tolerance might put the girls into hysterics when you try to reach it."Shawn
Quoting Terry Mixon: > > > "The exterior is not the person, Jez. You're not faceless. I see your > > > face and you don't scare me." > > > > > > His voice is not full of pity or anything like that. > > > > "Hmmm... Apparently I'm not trying hard enough, we'll take the really > > twisty road back to the starport." > > He leaned back and laughed. > > "You don't want to try to scare me that way. I love hot dogging and roller > coasters. My tolerance might put the girls into hysterics when you try to > reach it." April smiles taking in the conversation silently. -- April ------------------------------------------------- This mail sent through IMP: http://horde.org/imp/
Quoting Terry Mixon: > > > "The exterior is not the person, Jez. You're not faceless. I see your > > > face and you don't scare me." > > > > > > His voice is not full of pity or anything like that. > > > > "Hmmm... Apparently I'm not trying hard enough, we'll take the really > > twisty road back to the starport." > > He leaned back and laughed. > > "You don't want to try to scare me that way. I love hot dogging and roller > coasters. My tolerance might put the girls into hysterics when you try to > reach it." Ilane grins. "Not necessarily. My parents were *belters*, so I'm pretty used to wild vectors..." -- Bob K. (aka Ilane Lanik) ------------------------------------------------- This mail sent through IMP: http://horde.org/imp/
----- Original Message ----- From: "Eris Reddoch"> > > When she's done she gets quiet for a moment, and then starts pointing > > out details of the countryside, a vineyard, Tally Isham's summer > > cottage, details that only someone intimately familiar with the > > details of the land would know. > > > > "Ahh," Lysia says looking at the gate, "this brings back a lot of > > memories." > > > > "Morg re-did the lights I see," she remarks to no one in particular, > > "the flowers look nicer too since the last time I was here." > > > > She checks the glove compartment quickly to see if the remote is > > inside but it's only a half hearted search. Lysia really doesn't > > believe it would be that easy. After a moment she reaches over and > > thumbs the intercom on the post and looks right at the camera, most > > of her features carefully obscured by her hat and glasses. > > "Good morning, sianna, how..." the voice begins, then after a intake of > breath continues, "...oh, it is Sianna Lysia! It is good to see you > again Sianna Morgan." > > The front gate's lock opens with an audible pop and the gate begins to > swing back allowing the car to enter. > > "Excuse me for not recognizing you immediately, and please come in." > > Lysia recognizes the voice as an old family retainer. Lysia smiles, "It's good to hear your voice too. We'll be in in a few moments, is my sister here today?" She waits a moment for an answer before popping the car back down into drive and heading in through the gates and down the treed drive to her family house. Lysia Jezebel David
adunaphell@shaw.ca wrote: > > Lysia recognizes the voice as an old family retainer. > > Lysia smiles, "It's good to hear your voice too. We'll be in in a > few moments, is my sister here today?" "No, I am sorry, but Siana Morganna is not in today. I believe she is taping an episode of her programme in The City." he replies, "We do not expect her until tomorrow morning, her guests are expected until tomorrow afternoon." > She waits a moment for an answer before popping the car back down > into drive and heading in through the gates and down the treed drive > to her family house. Eris AKU
----- Original Message ----- From: "Eris Reddoch"> > > > Lysia recognizes the voice as an old family retainer. > > > > Lysia smiles, "It's good to hear your voice too. We'll be in in a > > few moments, is my sister here today?" > > "No, I am sorry, but Siana Morganna is not in today. I believe she is > taping an episode of her programme in The City." he replies, "We do not > expect her until tomorrow morning, her guests are expected until > tomorrow afternoon." Lysia smiles and looks back at the passangers in her car, "There is a god." > > She waits a moment for an answer before popping the car back down > > into drive and heading in through the gates and down the treed drive > > to her family house. Lysia Jezebel David
adunaphell@shaw.ca wrote: > >>> Lysia recognizes the voice as an old family retainer. > >> > >> Lysia smiles, "It's good to hear your voice too. We'll be in in a > >> few moments, is my sister here today?" > > > > "No, I am sorry, but Siana Morganna is not in today. I believe she > > is taping an episode of her programme in The City." he replies, "We > > do not expect her until tomorrow morning, her guests are expected > > until tomorrow afternoon." > > Lysia smiles and looks back at the passangers in her car, "There is a > god." > > >> She waits a moment for an answer before popping the car back down > >> into drive and heading in through the gates and down the treed > >> drive to her family house. The drive up the paved drive circles past a parklike area with broad grassy lawns, colorful flower beds and stands of low ornimental trees and shrubs. Lysia remembers that this estate is called Tullie, and was purchased by her maternial grandfather and inherited by her mother. She assumes that it is Morgania's now. Lysia pulls the car to a stop in front of a large three story stone building. From the outside it looks like a large government building, or perhaps a hotel. There are four people standing on the broad stone steps outside the front doors. Three of the people are humans and one is a vargr. Lysia recognizes Baltiago, the butler, and the housekeeper, Jenny. Both have been with her family for as long as she's been alive. She doesn't recognize the young man or the vargr. "Good morning, Sianna Lysia." Baltiago says stepping forward, "Welcome back to Tullie." Eris AKU
----- Original Message ----- From: Eris Reddochoog - Sorry my computer decided to burn up the hard drive on saturday night. 40gig hd reduced to 25gigs of unusable crap... > The drive up the paved drive circles past a parklike area with broad > grassy lawns, colorful flower beds and stands of low ornimental trees > and shrubs. Lysia remembers that this estate is called Tullie, and was > purchased by her maternial grandfather and inherited by her mother. She > assumes that it is Morgania's now. > > Lysia pulls the car to a stop in front of a large three story stone > building. From the outside it looks like a large government building, or > perhaps a hotel. There are four people standing on the broad stone steps > outside the front doors. Three of the people are humans and one is a vargr. > > Lysia recognizes Baltiago, the butler, and the housekeeper, Jenny. > Both have been with her family for as long as she's been alive. She > doesn't recognize the young man or the vargr. > > "Good morning, Sianna Lysia." Baltiago says stepping forward, > "Welcome back to Tullie." Lysia smiles as she gets out of the car, "Oh you have no idea how much I've missed you Baltiago, and you too Jenny." She turns about quickly in the drive, "This place never changes does it, beautiful." She sighs and leans back against the car, "Where are my manners? Baltiago, Jenny, this is Si Shawn Smith, Sianna April Rose and Sianna Ilane Lanik." (I'm certian I've screwed up everyones names there.) Lysia grins at her companions, "Welcome home." She turns her attention to the two new people and sticks a hand out towards the vargr first, "Lysia David, I'm sorry I don't beleive we've met before. " Once she finds out the Vargr's name she sticks a hand out to the human, "Lysia David." Lysia Jezebel David
Quoting adunaphell@shaw.ca: > oog - Sorry my computer decided to burn up the hard drive on saturday night. > 40gig hd reduced to 25gigs of unusable crap... Ick! Sorry to hear that... :( > She sighs and leans back against the car, "Where are my manners? Baltiago, > Jenny, this is Si Shawn Smith, Sianna April Rose and Sianna Ilane Lanik." > (I'm certian I've screwed up everyones names there.) > > Lysia grins at her companions, "Welcome home." Ilane grins back at Lysia. "Thanks!" She then smiles politely and extends her hand towards each of the members of the staff to shake in turn. "Pleased to meet you all." -- Bob K. (aka Ilane Lanik) ------------------------------------------------- This mail sent through IMP: http://horde.org/imp/
Ilane Lanik wrote: > > She sighs and leans back against the car, "Where are my manners? > > Baltiago, Jenny, this is Si Shawn Smith, Sianna April Rose and > > Sianna Ilane Lanik." (I'm certian I've screwed up everyones names > > there.) > > > > Lysia grins at her companions, "Welcome home." > > Ilane grins back at Lysia. "Thanks!" She then smiles politely and > extends her hand towards each of the members of the staff to shake in > turn. "Pleased to meet you all." The housekeeper and gardener say hello to you all, and you are invited to enter the house. Inside, the walls are paneled with dark wood and there are rugs on dark hard wood floors. The ceilings are high with recessed lighting in the wooden molding up near the ceiling. You are in a long hall. To ether side are open doors leading into large richly furnished rooms. Further down the corridor are two more doors, these are closed, before the corridor empties into a large room. There is a wooden staircase leading up to the second floor here as well as corridors leading deeper into the house and closed double doors to either side. Eris AKU GM
> > Ilane grins back at Lysia. "Thanks!" She then smiles politely and > > extends her hand towards each of the members of the staff to shake in > > turn. "Pleased to meet you all." > > The housekeeper and gardener say hello to you all, and you are invited > to enter the house. Inside, the walls are paneled with dark wood and > there are rugs on dark hard wood floors. The ceilings are high with > recessed lighting in the wooden molding up near the ceiling. You are in > a long hall. To ether side are open doors leading into large richly > furnished rooms. Further down the corridor are two more doors, these are > closed, before the corridor empties into a large room. There is a wooden > staircase leading up to the second floor here as well as corridors > leading deeper into the house and closed double doors to either side. Shawn followed and admired the house. Pretty sedate for the person who lives here. Shawn
Quoting Eris Reddoch: > The housekeeper and gardener say hello to you all, and you are invited > to enter the house. Inside, the walls are paneled with dark wood and > there are rugs on dark hard wood floors. The ceilings are high with > recessed lighting in the wooden molding up near the ceiling. You are in > a long hall. To ether side are open doors leading into large richly > furnished rooms. Further down the corridor are two more doors, these are > closed, before the corridor empties into a large room. There is a wooden > staircase leading up to the second floor here as well as corridors > leading deeper into the house and closed double doors to either side. Ilane smiles approvingly as she walks through the hall. "Nice place...", she says to no one in particular. -- Bob K. (aka Ilane Lanik) ------------------------------------------------- This mail sent through IMP: http://horde.org/imp/
Quoting Ilane Lanik: > Quoting Eris Reddoch : > > > The housekeeper and gardener say hello to you all, and you are invited > > to enter the house. Inside, the walls are paneled with dark wood and > > there are rugs on dark hard wood floors. The ceilings are high with > > recessed lighting in the wooden molding up near the ceiling. You are in > > a long hall. To ether side are open doors leading into large richly > > furnished rooms. Further down the corridor are two more doors, these are > > closed, before the corridor empties into a large room. There is a wooden > > staircase leading up to the second floor here as well as corridors > > leading deeper into the house and closed double doors to either side. > > Ilane smiles approvingly as she walks through the hall. "Nice place...", she > > says to no one in particular. April nods in agreement, following along quietly, taking in the atmosphere and the decor. -- April ------------------------------------------------- This mail sent through IMP: http://horde.org/imp/
> > Quoting Eris Reddoch: > > > > > The housekeeper and gardener say hello to you all, and you are invited > > > to enter the house. Inside, the walls are paneled with dark wood and > > > there are rugs on dark hard wood floors. The ceilings are high with > > > recessed lighting in the wooden molding up near the ceiling. You are > in > > > a long hall. To ether side are open doors leading into large richly > > > furnished rooms. Further down the corridor are two more doors, these > are > > > closed, before the corridor empties into a large room. There is a > wooden > > > staircase leading up to the second floor here as well as corridors > > > leading deeper into the house and closed double doors to either side. > > > > Ilane smiles approvingly as she walks through the hall. "Nice > place...", she > > > > says to no one in particular. > > April nods in agreement, following along quietly, taking in the atmosphere > and the decor. Seeing that Lysia was trapped in some sort of returned home twilight zone, Shawn stepped up to one of the servants. "The ladies have been on a long trip, is there some place that they might refresh themselves?" Shawn
Terry Mixon wrote: > >> Ilane smiles approvingly as she walks through the hall. "Nice > >> place...", she says to no one in particular. > > > > April nods in agreement, following along quietly, taking in the > > atmosphere and the decor. > > Seeing that Lysia was trapped in some sort of returned home twilight > zone, Shawn stepped up to one of the servants. > > "The ladies have been on a long trip, is there some place that they > might refresh themselves?" "Yes, certainly! If you will come this way?" you are lead to a setting of chairs on a patio made of flagstones over looking a well tended garden with colorful flowers and what looks like a large green wall of greenery with a white doorframe set in the middle of it. April recognizes it as a hedge maze. "It is such a nice day, perhaps you would enjoy taking refreshment here in the garden. However, if this isn't to your taste, I can show you into the sitting room." You are served a light lunch of sandwiches and cold tea. OOC: Derek, what does Lysia need to do? Do it and we will be moving along.By 0100, you are ready to return to the city. As you start to drive the car back down the drive the staff stand on the front steps and wave you goodbye. Eris AKU
Quoting Eris Reddoch: > "It is such a nice day, perhaps you would enjoy taking refreshment here > in the garden. However, if this isn't to your taste, I can show you into > the sitting room." Ilane smiles at the servant. "The garden's just fine. Thank you." > You are served a light lunch of sandwiches and cold tea. The tall woman relaxes and enjoys some light and pleasant conversation with her cousins during lunch. :) -- Bob K. (aka Ilane Lanik) ------------------------------------------------- This mail sent through IMP: http://horde.org/imp/
----- Original Message ----- From: Eris Reddoch> > > >> Ilane smiles approvingly as she walks through the hall. "Nice > > >> place...", she says to no one in particular. > > > > > > April nods in agreement, following along quietly, taking in the > > > atmosphere and the decor. > > > > Seeing that Lysia was trapped in some sort of returned home > > twilight zone, Shawn stepped up to one of the servants. > > > > "The ladies have been on a long trip, is there some place that they > > might refresh themselves?" > > "Yes, certainly! If you will come this way?" you are lead to a > setting of chairs on a patio made of flagstones over looking a well tended > garden with colorful flowers and what looks like a large green > wall of greenery with a white doorframe set in the middle of it. April > recognizes it as a hedge maze. > > "It is such a nice day, perhaps you would enjoy taking refreshment > here in the garden. However, if this isn't to your taste, I can show > you into the sitting room." > > You are served a light lunch of sandwiches and cold tea. > > OOC: Derek, what does Lysia need to do? Do it and we will be > moving along. > > By 0100, you are ready to return to the city. > > As you start to drive the car back down the drive the staff stand > on the front steps and wave you goodbye. OOG - Sorry I didn't get any reponces since about the 12th. I've just replaced all my hardware in my computers since the HD failure it reboots itself about every 10 minutes. I was coming here to spend a few hours with my neice / daughter. I'll try to catch up. DS
> > "It is such a nice day, perhaps you would enjoy taking refreshment here > > in the garden. However, if this isn't to your taste, I can show you into > > the sitting room." > > Ilane smiles at the servant. "The garden's just fine. Thank you." > > > You are served a light lunch of sandwiches and cold tea. > > The tall woman relaxes and enjoys some light and pleasant conversation with her > cousins during lunch. :) Shawn will be the perfect gentleman and keep up the chatter. Shawn
> By 0100, you are ready to return to the city. > > As you start to drive the car back down the drive the staff stand on the > front steps and wave you goodbye. "Well, that was a nice visit. The day is still long. What shall we do next?" Shawn
> > By 0100, you are ready to return to the city. > > > > As you start to drive the car back down the drive the staff stand on the > > front steps and wave you goodbye. > > "Well, that was a nice visit. The day is still long. What shall we do next?" "Girls?" Shawn
Quoting Terry Mixon: > > "Well, that was a nice visit. The day is still long. What shall we do > next?" > > "Girls?" Ilane thinks for a moment. "I don't know...maybe there's some fun 'touristy' stuff that we could check out for a while? Maybe then we could grab something for dinner, and then maybe hit a few of the clubs. What do you think?" -- Bob K. (aka Ilane Lanik) ------------------------------------------------- This mail sent through IMP: http://horde.org/imp/
> > > "Well, that was a nice visit. The day is still long. What shall we do > > next?" > > > > "Girls?" > > Ilane thinks for a moment. "I don't know...maybe there's some fun 'touristy' > stuff that we could check out for a while? Maybe then we could grab something > for dinner, and then maybe hit a few of the clubs. What do you think?" "Jez, what is a big tourist attraction?" Shawn
----- Original Message ----- From: "Terry Mixon"> > > > "Well, that was a nice visit. The day is still long. What shall we do > > > next?" > > > > > > "Girls?" > > > > Ilane thinks for a moment. "I don't know...maybe there's some fun 'touristy' > > stuff that we could check out for a while? Maybe then we could grab something > > for dinner, and then maybe hit a few of the clubs. What do you think?" > > "Jez, what is a big tourist attraction?" "The pier is wonderful, but for a full on tourist trap you'd have to head out to Wytch's Cross. Clubs, casino's and carousing, the three C's." Lysia Jezebel David
----- Original Message ----- From: "Ilane Lanik"> > > > "Well, that was a nice visit. The day is still long. What shall we do > > next?" > > > > "Girls?" > > Ilane thinks for a moment. "I don't know...maybe there's some fun 'touristy' > stuff that we could check out for a while? Maybe then we could grab something > for dinner, and then maybe hit a few of the clubs. What do you think?" "It's been a while since I was last able to do much of anything here," she thinks a moment, "there's the pier in town. Very lovely, and lots of stuff to eat and drink." Lysia smiles, "We'll have to avoid the Blue Onion if you want to go clubbing, I was banned from there just after I was repatriated. Not their kind of clientele or something like that." Lysia Jezebel David
----- Original Message ----- From: "Terry Mixon"Lysia has spent a good sized chunk of the morning visiting with a young girl named Shara. She's barely four and keeps refering to Lysia as Auntie Lysia. Lysia dotes on her, gives her a number of small gifts and before you all leave she gives the little girl a good long hug and a kiss on the head. > > > By 0100, you are ready to return to the city. > > > > > > As you start to drive the car back down the drive the staff stand on the > > > front steps and wave you goodbye. > > > > "Well, that was a nice visit. The day is still long. What shall we do next?" > > "Girls?" Lysia looks distantly back at the little girl as she sits down quietly behind the drivers seat of the car. The engine springs to life with a twist of the key and she pushes her sunglasses back up her nose. "Shopping, I need to spend some money on something frivolous." Lysia Jezebel David
> Lysia has spent a good sized chunk of the morning visiting with a young girl > named Shara. She's barely four and keeps refering to Lysia as Auntie Lysia. > > Lysia dotes on her, gives her a number of small gifts and before you all > leave she gives the little girl a good long hug and a kiss on the head. Shawn wondered who the little girl was but decided not to ask. > > > > By 0100, you are ready to return to the city. > > > > > > > > As you start to drive the car back down the drive the staff stand on > the > > > > front steps and wave you goodbye. > > > > > > "Well, that was a nice visit. The day is still long. What shall we do > next?" > > > > "Girls?" > > Lysia looks distantly back at the little girl as she sits down quietly > behind the drivers seat of the car. > > The engine springs to life with a twist of the key and she pushes her > sunglasses back up her nose. > > "Shopping, I need to spend some money on something frivolous." "I have no objection to that." > > Ilane thinks for a moment. "I don't know...maybe there's some fun > > 'touristy' stuff that we could check out for a while? Maybe then we could > > grab something for dinner, and then maybe hit a few of the clubs. What do > > you think?" > > "It's been a while since I was last able to do much of anything here," she > thinks a moment, "there's the pier in town. Very lovely, and lots of stuff > to eat and drink." > > Lysia smiles, "We'll have to avoid the Blue Onion if you want to go > clubbing, I was banned from there just after I was repatriated. Not their > kind of clientele or something like that." "Water sounds good. Are there any interesting boat rides? It would be a shame to go to the pier and not take a boat ride. And we will avoid the onion. They make me cry anyways." > "The pier is wonderful, but for a full on tourist trap you'd have to head > out to Wytch's Cross. Clubs, casino's and carousing, the three C's." "The three C's?" Shawn
----- Original Message ----- From: "Terry Mixon"> > Lysia has spent a good sized chunk of the morning visiting with a young girl > > named Shara. She's barely four and keeps refering to Lysia as Auntie Lysia. > > > > Lysia dotes on her, gives her a number of small gifts and before you all > > leave she gives the little girl a good long hug and a kiss on the head. > > Shawn wondered who the little girl was but decided not to ask. > > > > > > By 0100, you are ready to return to the city. > > > > > > > > > > As you start to drive the car back down the drive the staff stand on > > > > > the front steps and wave you goodbye. > > > > > > > > "Well, that was a nice visit. The day is still long. What shall we do > > > > next?" > > > > > > "Girls?" > > > > Lysia looks distantly back at the little girl as she sits down quietly > > behind the drivers seat of the car. > > > > The engine springs to life with a twist of the key and she pushes her > > sunglasses back up her nose. > > > > "Shopping, I need to spend some money on something frivolous." > > "I have no objection to that." > > > > Ilane thinks for a moment. "I don't know...maybe there's some fun > > > 'touristy' stuff that we could check out for a while? Maybe then we could > > > grab something for dinner, and then maybe hit a few of the clubs. What do > > > you think?" > > > > "It's been a while since I was last able to do much of anything here," she > > thinks a moment, "there's the pier in town. Very lovely, and lots of stuff > > to eat and drink." > > > > Lysia smiles, "We'll have to avoid the Blue Onion if you want to go > > clubbing, I was banned from there just after I was repatriated. Not their > > kind of clientele or something like that." > > "Water sounds good. Are there any interesting boat rides? It would be a shame to go > to the pier and not take a boat ride. And we will avoid the onion. They make me cry > anyways." > > > "The pier is wonderful, but for a full on tourist trap you'd have to head > > out to Wytch's Cross. Clubs, casino's and carousing, the three C's." > > "The three C's?" "Yes, there three C's, Clubs, Casino's and Carousing... Staples of the carefree existance." Lysia offers up a half hearted smile, "You really ought to try it." "I heard that about two years back they opened this completely lush casino on Wytch's Cross called 'The Temple,' sounds delightfully decident if you ask me, perhaps we could go there." She winks in the mirror at her backseat passangers, "I hear there's even a Mogatu boutique and the left coasts only Xindra's." Lysia Jezebel David
adunaphell@shaw.ca wrote: > ----- Original Message ----- From: "Terry Mixon" >> > > >> Lysia has spent a good sized chunk of the morning visiting with a > >> young > > girl > > >> named Shara. She's barely four and keeps refering to Lysia as > >> Auntie > > Lysia. > > >> Lysia dotes on her, gives her a number of small gifts and before > >> you all leave she gives the little girl a good long hug and a > >> kiss on the head. > > > > Shawn wondered who the little girl was but decided not to ask. > > > >>>>> By 0100, you are ready to return to the city. > >>>>> > >>>>> As you start to drive the car back down the drive the staff > >>>>> stand > > on > > >>>>> the front steps and wave you goodbye. > >>>> > >>>> "Well, that was a nice visit. The day is still long. What > >>>> shall we > > do > > >>>> next?" > >>> > >>> "Girls?" > >> > >> Lysia looks distantly back at the little girl as she sits down > >> quietly behind the drivers seat of the car. > >> > >> The engine springs to life with a twist of the key and she pushes > >> her sunglasses back up her nose. > >> > >> "Shopping, I need to spend some money on something frivolous." > > > > "I have no objection to that." > > > >>> Ilane thinks for a moment. "I don't know...maybe there's some > >>> fun 'touristy' stuff that we could check out for a while? > >>> Maybe then we > > could > > >>> grab something for dinner, and then maybe hit a few of the > >>> clubs. > > What do > > >>> you think?" > >> > >> "It's been a while since I was last able to do much of anything > >> here," > > she > > >> thinks a moment, "there's the pier in town. Very lovely, and > >> lots of > > stuff > > >> to eat and drink." > >> > >> Lysia smiles, "We'll have to avoid the Blue Onion if you want to > >> go clubbing, I was banned from there just after I was > >> repatriated. Not > > their > > >> kind of clientele or something like that." > > > > "Water sounds good. Are there any interesting boat rides? It would > > be a > > shame to go > > > to the pier and not take a boat ride. And we will avoid the onion. > > They > > make me cry > > > anyways." > > > >> "The pier is wonderful, but for a full on tourist trap you'd have > >> to > > head > > >> out to Wytch's Cross. Clubs, casino's and carousing, the three > >> C's." > > > > "The three C's?" > > > "Yes, there three C's, Clubs, Casino's and Carousing... Staples of > the carefree existance." Lysia offers up a half hearted smile, "You > really ought to try it." > > "I heard that about two years back they opened this completely lush > casino on Wytch's Cross called 'The Temple,' sounds delightfully > decident if you ask me, perhaps we could go there." OOC: Change the name of the casino to "The Imperial" and keep going. > She winks in the mirror at her backseat passangers, "I hear there's > even a Mogatu boutique and the left coasts only Xindra's." OOC: Change the location to "the south coast's only" Eris AKU GM