Azu Ongokos (Mar 4, 2011 11:58:02 PM)
She smiled gently toward Nigel's tirade then nodded to the woman with a smile. Speaking a more open invite. "Anyone who cares to attend is welcome."

Gyndellin (Mar 4, 2011 11:58:38 PM)
*She offered the two gents the golden wine if they wanted it*

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 4, 2011 11:58:48 PM)
(( Kenning? ))

Azu Ongokos (Mar 4, 2011 11:59:02 PM)
(I was about to ask that! Get out of my brain!)

Gyndellin (Mar 4, 2011 11:59:06 PM)
((read thy pm's)!

Gyndellin (Mar 4, 2011 11:59:12 PM)
(noble fae wine.)

Gyndellin (Mar 4, 2011 11:59:44 PM)
*She smiles* Won it in a reel's contest outside a Glasco.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 4, 2011 11:59:58 PM)
She peers curiously at it but wasn't offered any so sticks with her tea.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:00:07 AM)
*he waves it of* I don't drink while on duty. Thank you though.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:00:42 AM)
*Seems she was keeping with docorum * Ill leave tha bottle with ye ifn ye like fer later...Supposedly its honey wine...*she offers all after the sidhe get some first and then pours some for herself*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:01:37 AM)
She'll finish her tea and use the cup to try it, cause well, curiousity often got the better of the Eshu.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:01:51 AM)
*She poured the eshu some and sipped from her glass smiling*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:02:13 AM)
Azu sniffed it before taking a sip herself.

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:02:19 AM)
*Nigel happily accepted the glass and help it up preciously, discerningly

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:02:38 AM)
(( no sip, just looking ))

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:02:40 AM)
*the sparkles caught the light dancing like motes in sunshine*

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:02:47 AM)
(( Oooo ))

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:02:51 AM)
(im not drunk enough that i can't read :P)

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:02:53 AM)
She grinned a bit. "It's very good, thank you Miss."

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:03:07 AM)
(( I've seen it all; best to be sure ))

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:04:00 AM)
*She nodded and sipped her own and looked to Nigel* So any other questions...tis like a game *She chuckled and set down her pack on an empty chair pulling out a wrapped item that when she slowly unwrapped it is a moonlight white fiddle with silver stars playing up the neck and along the scroll and a bow made of ivory*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:04:57 AM)
Azu was still considering her cup of the strange but tasty drink curiously.

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:05:10 AM)
"Other questions?" *Took a sip, and closed his eyes as he sighed. After a few seconds, he continued:* "There are never enough! Where did you get such a glowing instrument?"

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:05:33 AM)
Twas a gift from o lord in the emerald isles...*She blushes a little at this*

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:06:36 AM)
"Ohh. You must have done something for such a lord as to receive a gift like this." *Leaned over his cup with curiosity*

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:06:39 AM)
Interesting *He says, though his tone suggests this is an understatement*

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:06:41 AM)
'is name was Lord Filthane ap Dougal...

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:06:53 AM)
She took another sip, grinning a bit again after she did, and settling to listen.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:07:27 AM)
*She smiled* He lost 'is wife with tha winters...cold took 'er cruel as all...so I spent tha winter till tha followin Beltain with em to 'elp thaw 'im.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:08:06 AM)
At the end o me time 'e gifted me this...*she slid it over the table to Octavian should he want to look closely at it*

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:09:22 AM)
*He peers at it, but doesn't touch it. After a moment, he nods* I'm not a maker of instruments...but I can see the amazing construction.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:10:43 AM)
*She nodded* I wouldna cared ifn it was crap I'd o still played it a gift given is ta be treasured...*she slid it over to herself and sat down polishing it with the rag she wrapped it in and looked to Nigel* Keep goin...Ah'm sure tha eshu is enjoyin tha stories.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:11:11 AM)
She'd consider curiously from her own spot, interested but not interrupting.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:12:07 AM)
*She'd slide the instrument over to the eshu letting her look along with her flute which seems pretty plain and well worn*

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:12:28 AM)
"To be sure! How did you come about the rath? Did you open it yourself?"

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:13:03 AM)
Nah I dinna as I said I musta taken a wrong step and then I fell fer a while...felt like forever then ankle deep in bog...*She shows him her boots covered in dried up mud*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:13:17 AM)
Azu would set down her drink and very carefully take the instrument to look it over, the mental notes she was making obvious as she carefully inspected it.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:15:11 AM)
"A nocker might be able to repair the bit of wear along the neck." She said softly, carefully handing back the instrument. "She's beautiful though."

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:15:28 AM)
*She smiles to Azu* Nah...shows Abrighail's loved...

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:15:48 AM)
A nod as she picks back up the cup.

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:15:54 AM)
"Why did you name it such?"

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:16:14 AM)
Twas the name o 'is wife...I thought ta be an honor...as she was a lovely lass made men weep at 'er beauty

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:16:51 AM)
"Was she a Treasure once?"

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:17:15 AM)
*She shook her head* 'e wanted ta maker 'er inta un and I told 'im twas too high a price fer a kindness...

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:17:33 AM)
Another thoughtful nod.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:19:30 AM)
*She finished her drink a slight flush to her cheeks as she looked to Nigel* Ye got any more?

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:19:37 AM)
*Octavian drops into a quiet silence, staring down into his tea*

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:19:40 AM)
"Was she also a changeling?"

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:20:25 AM)
'is wife? She was a Fiona...glorious lady I 'ever did see...long flowing hair like moonlight...'er eyes the color o stars...far more pretty then me...hence why she's colored so *motions to the fiddle*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:20:27 AM)
She sipped at her drink again, glancing at Octavian with a bit of concern but leaving him to his thoughts.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:21:25 AM)
She was flushed a bit and waved her hand at her face. Commenting offhandedly. "It's warm in here."

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:21:49 AM)
"So very obviously inspirational. It was made after her passing, correct?"

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:22:08 AM)
*She nodded as she laughed at Azu's statement slapping her knee her laugh a full musical sound*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:22:35 AM)
She jumped and then held her chest at the unexpected movement from Gyndellin, the eshu staring at her.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:22:38 AM)
*Still chuckling as she wiped tears away from laughing so hard* Aye twas...

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:23:17 AM)
made in mournin...tis good fer playin ballads and tha like...I keep me pipes fer the more up beat thins...

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:23:45 AM)
"What?" She finally asked, not really understanding the laughing.

Serendipity Jones (Mar 5, 2011 12:24:01 AM)
(<3 you all but I need sleepies.. I is stoopid sleepy)

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:24:02 AM)
Tha wine...already gettin ya 3 sheets to tha wind...stuff kicks like a mule.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:24:06 AM)
(NI NI!)

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:24:16 AM)
(( Sleep good and dream stuff! ))

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:24:29 AM)
(Night!)

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:24:53 AM)
She blinked at Gyn then looked at the glass, blushing some and putting it down.

Serendipity Jones (Mar 5, 2011 12:24:56 AM)
(*waves and runs off*)

Serendipity Jones (Mar 5, 2011 12:25:01 AM)
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Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:26:37 AM)
*he looks up with a blink, gulping down some tea, lighting a cigar* At least it's quieter now.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:27:05 AM)
*She looked to Oct and started putting her things together in her pack*

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:27:34 AM)
*Nigel eyed Azu's reaction and chuckled, before returning his attention to Gyndellin.* "Must you be off again so soon?"

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:28:06 AM)
"I brought those books you asked to borrow Octavian." She commented after Octavian spoke. "I left them on your desk." Then frowned and blushed more as Nigel watched her.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:28:52 AM)
Thank you, Azu. I've been looking forward to those. *then, to Gyn* You're welcome to bunk space below, miss.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:29:06 AM)
Ah told ye I can tell feelin's afore it was directed betwix yerselves now...tis directed at me...I dunna wanna cause trouble an I can feel plain as tha nose on yer face tha 'e dun trust me...ah'd rather go and put 'im at ease as its 'is home.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:30:56 AM)
*She packed up her things leaving the fae wine as she pulled on her backpack and looked to Nigel *yer welcome ta ask more questions but I dunna wanna do it 'ere...*to Oct* ah'm sorry if I made ya ill at ease...

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:30:58 AM)
She cants her head curiously at the woman, Azu hadn't been feeling distrustful at all. So instead considers the two sidhe, then nods like thats explains it.

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:31:06 AM)
*Throwing a non-descript look to Octavian, Nigel thought for a moment, and sighed.* "Yes, of course. How selfish of me. If ever you wish to meet again, please call!"

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:31:40 AM)
*She bowed to the pair and looked to Nigel* As ah said iffn ye got more questions ahm more then happy ta walk an talk.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:31:59 AM)
Oh, it wasn't you miss. I'm just paranoid and emo. *said with a grin* I'm serious about staying if you need to.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:32:12 AM)
Then, being a bit more open to her random thoughts she went to digging in her bag.

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:32:30 AM)
*She shook her head to Octavian she looked almost near tears as she went to exit seems it hurt her feelings*

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:32:39 AM)
(emo makes girls cry)

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:35:40 AM)
She digs out a couple long scroll type cases, though the paper is still very new, offering them to Octavian. "I haven't finished my third idea yet." Totally clueless on the sad seeming girl.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:35:43 AM)
Well, g'night then. *he says, looking a little puzzled*

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:36:01 AM)
*Nigel looked back to Ocavian, shrugging with confusion*

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:38:17 AM)
*She exited quietly the violin heard as she left boy could that violin play a ballad well.*

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:40:12 AM)
Well now. *he mutters, peering at the end of his lit cigar*

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:40:36 AM)
(hope you enjoyed the riddle)

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:40:46 AM)
(always)

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:41:03 AM)
(ooc want to play guess what kith)

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:41:51 AM)
She canted her head at Octavian. "What?"

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:43:30 AM)
Nothing. Just being a dick.

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:43:53 AM)
*Frowning in confusion* "I'm sorry?"

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:44:25 AM)
She blinked a couple times, shaking her head, figuring he'd figure out she'd left the cylinder's in front of him sooner or later.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 12:46:26 AM)
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Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:46:34 AM)
*he looks around, blinking* What, did I miss something?

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:47:54 AM)
"You're a bit hopeless sometimes Captain." Then blushing some at her loose tongue and clearing her throat. "Erm, I mean...those are the sketches I have finished so far."

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 12:48:48 AM)
*making his way rooftoop to rooftop back towards the docks, he makes his way down a downspout, and then stops at the Everbright* Ahoy there! permision to come aboard? *His red silk handkerchief is over his face and it looks like his bowler has been dented, but he appears to be smiling*

Gyndellin (Mar 5, 2011 12:48:56 AM)
(This user is now known as *Suspense and tension*)

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:49:39 AM)
Oh. right *he says, finally getting around to looking over her worl. For Frankie, they're all sitting in the conference room. As he calls out, the gangplank drops for him, but only after a* G'head, Everbright *from Octavian*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:50:35 AM)
The first is a long picture of a river that behind it has more of the actual mural. It begins open in the background and with some small groups of hunters and fishers, the land around it's waters grandly lush. As the picture moves on in the back there is a slow building of pyramids, people giving worship to various gods and goddesses at grand temples...the lushness steadily starts to decrease until it's almost nothing but sand just beyond the edges of the longest river of the world. There are settlements her and there with appropriate landmarks, all labeled with small notes and then a bit of small text with a small description of years they are suppose to be displaying. It's surprisingly accurate for the small amount of time Azu's had to look into it. Pieces of the detailing of the background are paticularly clear in the age when people were coming to investigate and loot the pyramids during the interest of the 19th and early 20th centries. Here and there are tiny hieroglyphics worked in that appear to b

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 12:51:01 AM)
*Making his way up the gangplank, he slips the red silk handkerchief to around his neck and makes his way to the conference room stopping at the threshold*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:51:05 AM)
The second is another long picture with a similar theme though this time there is still water it is set up to look like the ocean instead of a river. It begins in a settlement true to the 1800's, fashions and styles of people keep the feel of the time, as does the architecture of the buildings even at a general sketch and small level. It begins in baltimore and travels down the coast highlighting large cities or important light houses. Unlike the first sketch, as it moves along the coast she always keeps the years being depicted somewhere in the 1800-1899 range. Eventually as it rounds flordia the land will disappear for the time and pieces of the Caribbean will be shown instead, eventually it will round itself back to the New Orleans area after doing some 'time' at sea here and there. None of the pieces are as particularly complex as the first piece but many of the notations match up with whatever nautical lore she could find to put in at the time. Pieces of the ‘open’ water areas depict water battles

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:51:25 AM)
She smiled brightly to Frankie and offered a cheerful wave to the nocker.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 12:52:15 AM)
*he bows to her with a flourish, removing his hat for her, then bows more formally to the Sidhe, and noticing the dent in his hat, he swears under his breath to pop it back into perfect shape*

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:52:48 AM)
*he motions for Frankie to come in, absently, as he's looking over some sketches of Azu's* Help yourself to the wine or tea, mister LaMonte.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 12:54:29 AM)
*Looking up to the sky* With your permission, Lord Captain, I think I will stay by the door. Too fine a night to have a roof over my head. Just had the most amazing row with a group of luthed pick pockets. It was -smashing-. My heart is still racing.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:55:21 AM)
She smiled a bit. "I could bring you some tea if you like."

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:55:50 AM)
Ah, well *he rises, pouring a mug of tea for Frankie, then walking it over to him, one handed so he can keep looking at the sketch* There. More refreshing then wine.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 12:56:15 AM)
That would be a great honor to be... *and Frankie's jaw drops as the sidhe serves him tea*

*Suspense and tension* (Mar 5, 2011 12:56:18 AM)
*The fae wine still sat glowing on the table*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:56:29 AM)
She avoids anymore of the fae wine.

*Suspense and tension* (Mar 5, 2011 12:57:29 AM)
(eh you guys should be safe to drink it the stupid commoner that drank it isn't dead yet)

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 12:57:38 AM)
*His fingers tighten around the cup as if it were a truely precious gift, to have been served by one of the lords of the dreaming. It takes a good thirty seconds for the usualy loquacious Nocker to even think abotu being able to speak* Thank.. .Thank you, Lord Captain.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 12:57:40 AM)
(...!!!!!!!!)

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:57:41 AM)
*Has been sipping his periodically*

*Suspense and tension* (Mar 5, 2011 12:57:57 AM)
*It tastes of honey and sun beams*

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:58:03 AM)
(( . . . stupid commoner? ))

*Suspense and tension* (Mar 5, 2011 12:58:17 AM)
(yes all comoners are beneath you *S*)

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:59:01 AM)
(( You said this to everyone, not just me ))

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 12:59:03 AM)
*he flops back into his seat as if it's no big deal for him to serve people tea. Mostly 'cause it's not* Not bad, Azu. I was thinking something more geometric though.

*Suspense and tension* (Mar 5, 2011 12:59:18 AM)
(( i know it was meant also for Oct *S*))

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 12:59:26 AM)
((wow))

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 12:59:47 AM)
(( She is picking on me for my take on noble/commoner relations. ))

*Suspense and tension* (Mar 5, 2011 12:59:50 AM)
(it was meant as a joke for how most sidhe are stuck up)

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:00:32 AM)
"Oh?" She dug out a notepad and pencil, offering it to Octavian.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 1:02:03 AM)
Yeah. *said with a nod* Arabesques or knotwork. Something like that.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:02:43 AM)
"Oh, I thought you meant more of a mural." Pondering.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:03:28 AM)
So, what nefarious thing has all of you assembled in this place of plots and schemes when such a glorious starfilled heaven is above us? More about the Thoken Axe Man? A desperate plan to hunt down our Kraken friend? Or are we just redecorating?

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 1:04:11 AM)
Murals are fine...just distracting.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 1:04:32 AM)
Redecorating, Frankie. Trying to cheer Everbright up some.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:05:46 AM)
"Hmm, I'll have to try again." tapping her pencil on the paper.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:06:42 AM)
The ship gets depressed? It has an artificial emotional matrix as well as inteligence? -Fascinating!- And here I was hoping for some sort of massive at each other's throats, who is one what side really sort of clue type parlor game.

*Suspense and tension* (Mar 5, 2011 1:06:57 AM)
(This user is now known as Everbright)

Everbright (Mar 5, 2011 1:07:11 AM)
I'm equipped to emulate emotion.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 1:07:51 AM)
*he motions towards the terminal* What she said.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:08:05 AM)
Are you equipped to emulate gender identity, Everbright?

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:08:16 AM)
Do we need to build you a ... mate?

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:08:27 AM)
"What parts of the ship are you thinking to decorate Captain?"

Everbright (Mar 5, 2011 1:08:31 AM)
(*st nearly cries laughing)

Everbright (Mar 5, 2011 1:08:59 AM)
I...No I believe I am self sufficent.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:09:29 AM)
Good. Good. I was a little worried what would happen if someone played a little Barry white for you.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 1:09:30 AM)
Anything flat. The hull would be nice, but, again, only the Dreamside hull. *and, to Frankie* Her cogitors were damaged severely in an attack. She lost most of her crew, and the survivors abandoned her. She has a right to be a little mopey.

Everbright (Mar 5, 2011 1:09:49 AM)
Barry White?

Everbright (Mar 5, 2011 1:09:55 AM)
Does not compute.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:10:44 AM)
*To Octavian* She can have any emotion she wants. I wouldn't dream of stopping that. *To Everbright* Barry White... he sings a lot of romantic songs.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:11:57 AM)
She pondered for a bit then shook her head, apparently uncertain what to do just then. Setting the pencil down.

Everbright (Mar 5, 2011 1:11:57 AM)
Romance?

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 5, 2011 1:12:01 AM)
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Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:13:16 AM)
Everbright, it is not my place to teach you about that one. Too fine a night. *sipping his tea, settling up agaisnt the wall*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:13:52 AM)
Azu looked a bit sad then, getting up to get tea again instead of the liquor.

Everbright (Mar 5, 2011 1:17:08 AM)
(This user is now known as Mitt.)

Mitt. (Mar 5, 2011 1:17:41 AM)
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Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:19:04 AM)
Speaking of too fine a night, Azu, you seem down in the dumps. Who licked all the bachet red off your lollipop? I did mention the beautiful stars above, yes?

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:20:23 AM)
"Hmm? I apologize Mister Frankie, just a bit saddened that I put a lot of work into something that was the wrong angle. I don't like wasting time."

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:20:56 AM)
Azu, are you familiar with a human scientist who sought to prove that the vastness of space was filled with a fluid called Ether?

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:21:48 AM)
"I may have read about it sometime." Seeming to be pondering it.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:24:05 AM)
To prove that this fluid existed he created a massive experiment that would send two beams of light down a great length of pipe, one heading north, the other heading east. As ether was a fluid one of those beams of light would be moving against or across a current and therefore arive slower than the other. No matter how many times he ran the experiment, he couldn't prove the existance of ether, becasue the beams kept arriving at the same time. Was this a waste of time?

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:25:27 AM)
She smiled lightly. "I suppose learning something is still some form of success yes, thank you Frankie. Though I imagine he was still frustrated at being wrong."

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:28:16 AM)
There is a difference between being frustrated, and wasting time. Time is infinite, and impossible to waste. We, however, are finite. We can waste ourselves, and -that- is a crying glerfbin shame. PLease, Madam, don't waste yourself.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:29:59 AM)
"I suppose I'll get back to it another time." She nodded to that. "I have a lot of things left to build yet, no point getting discouraged."

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:32:11 AM)
Now, see, there's the spirit! You always need to look at what comes next. Who knows what might be on the next horizon. Like I may have caught a trail of a soul devouring monster tonight.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:33:09 AM)
"That sounds dangerous enough to be interesting." She grinned a bit over her tea.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:35:05 AM)
Yes, well, earlier today I spotted a corpse on the water. It had been rent open, one of it's more suculent organs consumed, and every last trace of glamour had been sucked from it like marrow from a cracked bone. I did a little reasearch into this, learned that it may be a nightmare born of someone who enjoys killing people with mob connections, and has a weakness to Jazz of all things. And I think I caught a hint of it's scent in the quarter.

Nigel Ambrose (Mar 5, 2011 1:35:44 AM)
*Nigel was wrapped in an odd fugue, staring into his glass of wine with a distance, unreadable expression. The wine was gorgeous, colorful, dancing in the light.*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:36:18 AM)
She stared at Frankie, eyes a bit wide at the description. "I have some jazz cd's if you need them."

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:36:55 AM)
I am afriad I have nothing to play them on, and based on my readings, it has to be live jazz. I am thinking about picking up a trombone, though.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:38:14 AM)
"I know a few jazz songs though I've not got the best voice...mostly stuff I learned in Kareoki (sp?)."

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:39:36 AM)
I am sure a few bars of well improvised scat should keep you safe long enough for the cavalry to arive. *He doesn't seem concerned in the least that there is a zany soul eating monster in town, infact, he seems pleased.*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:40:31 AM)
She nodded, sipping at her tea again and considering him curiously, she looked a bit more concerned.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:41:37 AM)
*sliding down to crouch on his haunches, finishing his tea* And what is troubling you now, Madam?

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:42:32 AM)
"Hmm, more concerned for if such a creature finds any others unaware of such a weakness. Perhaps you should visit the Rooks and get word out of such a thing?" She commented thoughtfully, pushing herself carefully up and moving to wash out her cup.

Frankie LaMonte (Mar 5, 2011 1:43:44 AM)
Well, I ahve been spreading the word to all I have seen. i would have said soemthign earlier, I was jsut... caught off guard when one fo the great ones served me. But if you think I should go to Rooks, I most certainly will.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 5, 2011 1:45:39 AM)
She nodded at that. "Captain Van Deraa tends to have that effect on occassion for certain. I apologize for leaving you but I think my wounds a bit more sore than usual after the days events. I should like to rest I think. I wish you both well." Smiling at both and drifting off toward her bunk. (Forgive me, I'm not really up for playing after what happened earlier.)

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