His dark eyes twinkle. "Well, let us test the limits of this truce."
Absolutely nothing dramatic happens...
There is still a small smiling man wearing a dark suit standing in front of Julia.
The only difference is that his skin is much darker, more or less the colour of dark chocolate. There are no lighter or darker patches, even the palms of his hands are this colour. His skin also has a rather odd looking matte finish which seems to absorb the light rather than reflect it.
He stands sipping from his cup watching the other occupants of the bar in the mirror.
Kylinn wrote: > wildwind...@yahoo.co.uk (Wildwind) writes: >>kyl...@aol.com (Kylinn) wrote >>>"But a great responsibility," Toby says solemnly. >>"How so?." > "Well, just think about it. If it was your job to bring > joy and happiness wherever you went, I mean. It's really > a terribly important job, something you have to think > about all the time..." > "Hey, wanna see a cool toy?"
"Toby..." Yelyena's voice is heard, quite sweet and reasonable.
"William...go and keep an eye on the lad, would you?"
-- Yelyena Karlovich, Clan You Are Not Letting That Off In Here. Ceredwyn Ealanta | "I'll give you dead heroes gothbunny.net | You are all invited to the show. lacunae.keenspace.com | I'll give you love and napalm." - Gary Numan
Ceredwyn 'Silverblue' Ealanta wrote: >> "Hey, wanna see a cool toy?"
> "Toby..." Yelyena's voice is heard, quite sweet and reasonable.
> "William...go and keep an eye on the lad, would you?"
"It's okay. I can see him quite well from over here." He surveys the room thoughtfully. "In fact, if I turned that table on its side, I could probably see him through the knotholes."
Wildwind wrote: > There is still a small smiling man wearing a dark suit standing in > front of Julia.
> The only difference is that his skin is much darker, more or less the > colour of dark chocolate. There are no lighter or darker patches, even > the palms of his hands are this colour. His skin also has a rather odd > looking matte finish which seems to absorb the light rather than > reflect it.
Julia watches, perhaps a touch amused. "I take it you're here on pleasure rather than business?"
> He stands sipping from his cup watching the other occupants of the bar > in the mirror.
Geoffrey Brent <g.br...@unsw.edu.NOS.PAM.au> writes: >Ceredwyn 'Silverblue' Ealanta wrote: >>> "Hey, wanna see a cool toy?"
>> "Toby..." Yelyena's voice is heard, quite sweet and reasonable.
Toby pauses to look at her.
>> "William...go and keep an eye on the lad, would you?"
>"It's okay. I can see him quite well from over >here." He surveys the room thoughtfully. "In >fact, if I turned that table on its side, I >could probably see him through the knotholes."
Toby heaves a great sigh.
"Some people," he addresses the empty air, "are so unreasonably paranoid; they seem to exist only to be killjoys, depriving everyone else of what small crumbs of happiness they might gather to themselves."
"Really," the pooka gazes reproachfully at the two vampires, "What have I ever done to make you act so suspiciously of such an innocent question?"
He sniffs haughtily. And turns ostentatiously and goes around the end of the bar, where he crouches and rummages around for something.
"Aha!"
Grinning, he returns with a Very Odd Watch strapped to his wrist and carrying something else in his hands.
>-- Yelyena Karlovich, Clan You Are Not Letting That Off In Here.
-Toby, otter pooka *innocent look*
>William Gordon, Brujah
-Toby, otter pooka I'm so Put Upon. How do you know I wasn't just going to show him something completely innocuous? -- Parlor City: http://www.parlorcity.net Devilbunnies / Book Reviews / Who's Who in the WGP
><snip> >>>"Go. An' when you come back, walk on two legs an' finish tellin' me >>>your damn story."
>>"Gregory," Palanis turns to the Garou, "if I may suggest; why don't >>you stay in lupus form. That way when he awakes, he's around >>someone familiar.
>{"Yes."} Gregory agrees.
"Good," Palanis replies.
>>"Mahri? Would you please carry our wounded friend? I'm a little rocky >>at the moment." She smiles her small, tight smile. "I wouldn't want to >>drop him."
>{"I could carry him and then change back,"} Gregory offers.
Jane looks over to Mahri. Was that a wink she gave her, or did the ex-Major just blink? "Also acceptable. The sooner we get your uncle to someplace quieter than this the better." Palanis takes a room key and waits for Gregory.
>His dark eyes twinkle. "Well, let us test the limits of this truce."
>Absolutely nothing dramatic happens...
>There is still a small smiling man wearing a dark suit standing in >front of Julia.
>The only difference is that his skin is much darker, more or less the >colour of dark chocolate. There are no lighter or darker patches, even >the palms of his hands are this colour. His skin also has a rather odd >looking matte finish which seems to absorb the light rather than >reflect it.
>He stands sipping from his cup watching the other occupants of the bar >in the mirror.
A thin woman in denim and ancient Birkenstocks wanders over, a puzzled look graces her rather plain face. "Hey there," she says looking him over, "how'd ya do the all-over instant tan thang?"
Geoffrey Brent <g.br...@unsw.edu.NOS.PAM.au> writes: >> "But drunks don't have no money!" Jessie replies. "That's why >> Ah always let the vampires use the ATM machine before Ah..." >> and she slaps a hand over her mouth. "Sorry," she mumbles.
>"So you should be. 'ATM machine' is a tautology."
In article <20030130115426.05573.00000...@mb-mh.aol.com>, Malada 2 <mala...@aol.com> wrote:
> Laurence <l...@argonet.co.uk> writes: > >> "Ah. Undoubtedly a powerful personality, the sort who > >> galvanizes the entire room when he walks in." > >Boris can't help himself. > >"With a shocking sense of humour. He lives in a mobile > >Ohm if I'm not mistaken." > "But not taken to flights of fancy, Ah'll bet," Jessie chimes > in. "A very grounded person."
"Positively against negativism as well.
I do believe we should call a halt to things at this point, Other people will be complaining that their resistance is low if we continue."
