Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire
Mage
Scholar[M:0]
Sometimes your heritage your downfall...& your greatest strengh your greatest weakness...
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Post by Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire on Feb 11, 2006 2:53:31 GMT -5
Saphira nearly fell off the wall, but steadied herself with one hand. THe other was sliding the flue back in a pocket under her shirt. She drew the cloak around her person and lowered the hood over her face.
The flute. Damn the flute. Of course she liked to play it. But it held some sort of sentimentility that she did not wish to be associated with. At all. But she faced a problem. It was a long drop. And of course, she could levitate down. But then, she would be outside the gates. And quite honestly, she couldn't be bothered with a long walk or run or whatever to some other place to levitate over. And there were bound to be some warding spells aorund them. She just was too lazy. Not at this time of night. Nope. She turned her back on the approaching figure and decided to be rude. Infact, it wasn't very different to what she was usually like, so Saphira deemed it ok.
And started to walk in the opposite direction.l
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Post by Emma West on Feb 23, 2006 2:46:06 GMT -5
Emma frowned at Saphira as Saphira walked in the other direction, as her usual self. Emma thought that you could not be anyless ruder. She pulled her coat around her as she called out "Why walk away? You are horrible, Saphira. I was having fun listening to the sweet sound of the combined flutes." Emma clearly did not like Saphira and didn't want to have to do anything that involved Saphira.
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