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Aug (Ogre): "You took out an ogre... 'I' wasn't going to face him alone," He says amazed.
Matthew Wheeler (Morthwyl): Aug (Ogre): "You took out an ogre... 'I' wasn't going to face him alone," He says amazed.
Aug (Ogre): OOC: Throw your voice, fool your friends..Beetlejuice :)
Aug (Ogre): OOC: *CLoses this window taking his tattered dignity with it*
Julia Morton: Lucky. I was lucky. *The blade slips from her fingers, landing with a clatter*
Matthew Wheeler (Morthwyl): "Again, you liams could learn just a little pride from we of the Falcons. " He says "What you call luck is coveted by many heroes. The courage, at least was yours. Pick up your blade, clean it off, it's served you well."
Julia Morton: And Luke... *Another look in the direction the satyr went*
Julia Morton: *She nods, swallowing back the sour taste of bile before crouching to retrieve the befouled blade*
Matthew Wheeler (Morthwyl): "Luke fought too I know, and I respect that, but he clearly does not want to be here for the clean up, and I respect that too."
Julia Morton: *She uses the hem of her tunic to wipe off the worst of the mess - clean enough to re-sheath, at least*
Matthew Wheeler (Morthwyl): He gathers the homeless mortal, "Do you wish to relinquish the rest of this to me? YOu did the hard part."
Julia Morton: *She nods, deflating as the adrenaline drains away* I think I need to go home.
Matthew Wheeler (Morthwyl): "Is that painting yours?" He glances to the work she'd done almost a month ago
Julia Morton: *A glance at the remnants of the painting - a goat-legged demon and broad-winged angel, holding hands. Unfinished, faded, tagged over with quick scrawls of graffiti*
Julia Morton: ...It was. *She looks at the unconscious heap* This is where he caught me, the last time.
Matthew Wheeler (Morthwyl): "It, maybe tarnished... but it's still here. He's not..." A jerk to the meat cargo he's carrying. "What is it your House likes to say? Liam Endures." A nod of respect, "I see the truth of the motto." And off he goes with the aforementioned heap. "Well done, Baroness. Lucky or not, you are a force."
Julia Morton: Be careful, sir. *She pushes back her hair, and slowly turns to head for her apartment*
Matthew Wheeler (Morthwyl): A nod and he and his package are gone
Julia Morton: *Off to home. And a good shower*
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