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Post by Grubhosh on Dec 24, 2002 20:07:41 GMT
grubby doubbles up laughing hystericaly. The elf is far braver than she looked to kiss the witch king.
(OOC happy christmas all only 3 hrs 55 mins yay)
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Post by Zulu on Dec 25, 2002 0:54:40 GMT
Get out of my chair Elf!  *Looks like he's about to explode and Eowyns comments don't help either. Picks Lo up off the chair and throws her over his shoulder.* Now you're really in trouble! ::Lo squeals and tries not to giggle to loudly:: So then you do like it rough ::she grins and looks over her shoulder at Grubby:: shoush he might really throw me outside... hmm wht if I promised to tell you where I learned to belly dace? |
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Post by Imrel on Dec 25, 2002 6:49:31 GMT
*Tries not to laugh, marveling at how lightly Lo is taking this. Gets half out of her seat just incase she ends up needing some help...*
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Dec 25, 2002 9:49:29 GMT
Eowyn laughs merrily, amused at how Lo is handling the situation.
"So can you belly dance well to Silent Nights?" she jokes.
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Post by Zulu on Dec 25, 2002 17:57:16 GMT
::Lo grings and teases hte back of WK neck with her nails, trying not to laugh as his eyes drift closed like a little kittens:: If Witchy would set me down Id show you exactly what I can do to slient nigt.
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Post by The Witch King on Dec 25, 2002 19:25:23 GMT
*Holds Lo above his head and moves towards the door.*
You, Elf lady!
need to cool down!
*Throws her into the icy trough of water just outside the door.*
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Post by Zulu on Dec 25, 2002 19:33:16 GMT
::Tires to climb out, but its to slick, her teeth chattering the thin materal of her dress clinging to her, her ebony curls frozen stiff she lets out a little whimper as she slips again and hits her head on the edge of the trough::
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Post by Imrel on Dec 26, 2002 6:38:33 GMT
Lo!
*Im rises and sprints across to the door, pausing only to shoot WK a venemous look.*
Dammit Witch King, that was uncalled for.
*Goes outside and quickly grabs the Elf by the upper arms, hauling her out of the freezing water.*
Lo, are you alright?
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Post by Zulu on Dec 26, 2002 8:08:02 GMT
::Lo nods, her teeth chattering away. she shoots him a seething look, a low growl rumbling in her throat, resisting the urge to kick him very hard in the backside, wrings her hair out and grabs her cloak from the hall:: Merry Christmas all. I think Im going to go back to my room and get warm. ::slips back out the door, throwing a wirthering look at WK as she passes::
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Post by The Witch King on Dec 26, 2002 9:28:04 GMT
*Scowls at Lo, scowls at Imrel, feels the disapproving eyes of the other guests on his back.*
Wait elf!
*Reluctantly trudges after Lo, out into the snow. When she protests he hauls her back over his shoulder and marches her back inside, placing her on a stool by the fire, trying to keep away from it himself. Takes off his gauntlets and places a boney hand on top of her head. She starts to feel an energy pass through her, emitting heat through her entire body. Seconds later her clothes and hair are dry. Removes his hand and stands up awkwardly.*
There you go........no damage done. Happy now?
*Puts his gauntlets back on, a confused look on his face*
I don't think I've ever used my powers for a good cause before..
I
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Post by Zulu on Dec 26, 2002 9:35:04 GMT
::Pursing her lips, her hands on her hips:: I am not a sack of potatos I kindly ask that you stop treating me like one. I know Im light but its quite off putting to be hauled around head under hindmost. ::she arches her eyebrow at him:: Ok so whats the catch? Because it isnt like you to do kind things.
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Post by The Witch King on Dec 26, 2002 10:21:05 GMT
*Rolls his eyes*
That's quite all right, don't mention it..
*Gives her a withering stare before returning to the table.*
What's the catch?.......
*helps himself to some twiglets, crunching on them thoughtfully.*
It's the Yule time, and I suspect that I will be lynched in my own kingdom before long, unless I show a little seasonal cheer.
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Dec 26, 2002 10:46:39 GMT
Éowyn watches the situation in mock horror, wondering why things like that are going on.
Deciding to take a stand, she rises out of her seat and asks the Mushrooms to play 'We Wish You a Merry Christmas' in an attempt to bring some holiday cheer in.
She takes a Twiglet and nibbles on it...
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Post by Grubhosh on Dec 26, 2002 12:53:08 GMT
walks over to the witch king and stands behind his chair
er M'lord if you wanted to show a bit of "seasonal cheer" as you put it you could er give us orcs a couple of days off or double our rations or summit like that..
she waited for him to yell at her or try and kill her
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Post by Jared on Dec 26, 2002 13:12:47 GMT
If he doesn't yell or kill you, Grubby, I would.
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