Lelana winks at him as she drains the rest of her wineglass. "What'll you being having then, sir?" The green-eyed little one sits in stony silence, childishly swinging her legs as she watches her only living relative ignore her cute little niece. Oh, the cruel injustice. -- The Salamandastron Dance

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Subject: Lelana winks at him as she drains the rest of her wineglass. "What'll you being having then, sir?" The green-eyed little one sits in stony silence, childishly swinging her legs as she watches her only living relative ignore her cute little niece. Oh, the cruel injustice.

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Lelana and the neglected Mariea
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Date Posted: 12:54:48 07/29/05 Fri
In reply to: Arphalia 's message, "His smile widens. "Hm...interesting how I always seem to find you here. Coincidence, perhaps?" He winks and slides over to the bar, sitting next to the smaller one. "How about making me a drink, darling?"" on 12:38:14 07/29/05 Fri

>>>>Enter the vixen.
>>>>The distantly familiar green-eyed vixen holds open
>>the
>>>>door with her paw, holding back an annoyed sigh, as
>>>>her younger comrade enters with a shuffle. The first
>>>>strolls into the familiar landmark with a
>thoughtless
>>>>glance as she heads for the bar, ruffling her short
>>>>auburn hair tiredly as she hops over the counter to
>>>>mix herself a drink. The younger fox [who had nearly
>>>>identical eyes] follows, looking around the room in
>>>>wide-eyed interest as she sits up on one of the bar
>>>>stools, turning in the seat as she watches the vixen
>>>>thoughtfully.
>>>>"Auntie?"
>>>>"Yeah?" The vixen's reply was muffled, she was
>>>>ruffling under the bar for something.
>>>>"Why is it so empty?"
>>>>The vixen puttered around behind the bar, observing
>>>>the dates on the bottles before selecting a musty
>>>>bottle of wine that was covered with amber dust.
>>>>Pouring herself some of the crimson wine, she leans
>>>>against the bar as she looks at the younger one with
>>a
>>>>sad smirk.
>>>>"Because good things don't last."
>>>>
>>>>[[RPRPRPRPRPRPRP...por favor! ^^]]

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"Surprise me, hm?" He smiles, crimson eyes glinting...or was it the dim light? Hmmm... Arphalia 12:57:18 07/29/05 Fri

She grins in response and turns around, appraising the selection briefly. Selecting a few different bottles from beneath the counter, Lelana sets them on the counter before she tugs a glass hanging above the bar. Catching of the said bright-eyed and adorable niece, she pauses and nods as if she forgot. "Oh, right...Do you want something too?" Mariea just gazes at her aunt innocently and nods once. -- Lelana and Mariea, 13:05:40 07/29/05 Fri

Arphalia takes a drag off his clove and notes that Lelana isn't talking to -him-. He turns and looks down at the small figure below him. He cocks an eyebrow and glances at Lelana, before looking back at the little one. "Hello there, love. Who do I have the pleasure of sitting next too, hm?" -- Arphalia, 13:11:37 07/29/05 Fri

He was talking to -her- now. Mariea looks up at Arphalia out of her adoring little eyes. Lelana rolls HER eyes as she slides a glass of juice towards Mariea and popping into the backroom for something to spice up the drink. "Mariea." -- Lelana and Mariea, 13:20:46 07/29/05 Fri

He gives a dashing (non-pedophile!) grin and taps his clove on the nearest, empty glass. "Ah. Mariea. What a beautiful name." -- Arphalia, 13:23:12 07/29/05 Fri

Mariea smiles prettily at him, looking pleased that he liked her name. "My daddy picked it." -- Mariea, 13:25:40 07/29/05 Fri

"You're daddy must have been very pleased to have such a beautiful daughter. So he gave her an equally beautiful name." He winks, and glances at Lelana, taking a quick drag. -- Arphalia, 13:27:01 07/29/05 Fri

Mariea just smiles at Arphalia as she wrinkles her nose contemplatively on this for a moment. Lelana scowls as she glares at Arphalia as she brusquely hands him his drink. "Don't encourage her." -- Lelana and Mariea, 13:32:07 07/29/05 Fri

He smirks at Lelana. "Oh, don't ruin my fun, lover." -- Arphalia, 13:40:22 07/29/05 Fri

Lelana gives Arphalia a look. "Don't be cute." Mariea abruptly looks from her juice to her aunt, looking surprised. "But I thought you and Jul-..". Lelana shoots the girl a that's-enough-look before turning back to Arphalia. "Drink your juice, darling, I wouldn't you to dehydrate and shrivel up, now would I?" -- Lelana and Mariea, 14:00:09 07/29/05 Fri

Arphalia looks at Mariea and then looks at Lelana. He gives a coy smile and turns back to Mariea. He places his chin on his knuckles and almost -flutters- his eyelashes. "Let the girl finish, Lel. Go on dear. What were you going to say to auntie?" -- Arphalia, 16:41:05 07/29/05 Fri

Mariea, who is positive she will be disowned after this, looks rather torn about who to listen to. Lelana, on the other hand, merely scowls and crosses her arms over her chest as Mariea proceeds to listen to Arphalia [I mean, come on. WHO COULD REFUSE?]. "I thought that you and Julian were married, Auntie Lana..." -- Lelana and the future-disowned-Mariea, 17:38:54 07/29/05 Fri

"No, darling, we weren't married. We were..." Lelana pauses, searching for a suitable word to express herself. However, she doesn't seem to find it and ends up finishing her drink instead. "We weren't anything." She finishes in dry monotone. -- Lelana, 07:37:17 08/13/05 Sat