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Post by Melian on Feb 20, 2003 14:25:16 GMT
*mel smiled and blushed for a second remembering the cute elf, then snaping out of it, began to serve the large chocolate cake in large pices to each member of the table, and at last a pice for herself as well. then she sat quietly for the buisness to be discussed*
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Post by The Witch King on Feb 20, 2003 16:38:10 GMT
*Tucks into his slice of chocolate finding it particularly good. He savours the moment before answering the Haradrims question.*
Nothing I would discuss in the presence of Elven ears.
We shall talk later..
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 21, 2003 3:21:52 GMT
The elf prince frowns, but otherwise does not appear hurt or offended. He knew very well that he was not or would ever be accepted by these people... it was only natural. He instead tried the cake in front of him, smiling at the superb flavor and texture.
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Post by The Witch King on Feb 21, 2003 7:37:31 GMT
*The Witch King looked disappointed. He had realised too late that the cake was far too good for his guests. He should have kept it for himself and given them the mouldy fruitcake left over from the Yule celebrations. He poured himself another glass of vodka in consolence before offering the bottle to the others.*
Legolas?
Do you want a refill?
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 21, 2003 8:51:36 GMT
The prince smiles as he retrieves his glass from in front of him and holds it up to the head of the table for him to refill it.
Yes, thank you, Witch King.
He grins as he is served a substantial amount of liquid, ignoring the look on WK's face. He clears his throat and downs the large glass in a second, his eyes closing once again tightly against the burn. He opens them with a smile, letting out a sigh.
That is absolutely superb. You have truly fine taste in drink, Witch King.
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Post by Elidor on Feb 21, 2003 13:33:09 GMT
*helps herself to the cake.*
Where do you usually hide your treasures, for example this cake? *hopfully, the wk is slightly tipsy and would answer this question*
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Post by Melian on Feb 21, 2003 14:05:15 GMT
*mel laughs a little*
i baked it this morning wile u all where running about. i hid it in the bottom cabinet
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Post by The Witch King on Feb 21, 2003 14:08:20 GMT
Yes the Elf made it..
*Witch Kings makes a mental note to keep Mel alive. He turns to Legolas*
Of course I do.
*He sips his vodka feeling pleased with himself at being congratulated on his drink.*
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 21, 2003 23:09:20 GMT
The prince lets out a soft, contented sigh as he sets down his empty glass, turning it in his fingers
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Post by The Witch King on Feb 22, 2003 9:36:09 GMT
*The Witch king looked smug and self satisfied.*
Legolas, you will indeed have much to tell your Elven friends when you return to Mirkwood?
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 22, 2003 10:07:06 GMT
Legolas smiles warmly, looking up at the Witch King... was that fondness in his eyes?
The king himself will be among the first to know.
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Post by The Witch King on Feb 25, 2003 14:17:47 GMT
*The Witch King smiled to himself.*
Maybe they will think your story a bit far fetched?
For you have achieved something quite remarkable..
*He finished off the last mouthful of cake.*
Not only did you escape from the Morgul Vale with your life...
but you got a decent meal out of it as well.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 25, 2003 22:48:21 GMT
He laughs good-naturedly and says resolutely.
Then let "raving lunatic" be added to my many reputations!
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Post by The Witch King on Feb 26, 2003 7:14:40 GMT
*He laughs heartily.*
Indeed.
*He looks around realising there is no more cake and looks disappointed.*
Golug! Khak!
*Used to addressing Orcs he had momentarily forgotten the elf maiden would not understand Black Speech.*
Elf, coffee.
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Post by Shale on Feb 28, 2003 13:29:06 GMT
Coffee is bad.
Tea is much safer.
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