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Post by Annabelle Atria on Oct 15, 2006 12:22:03 GMT
Marric seemed a bit bothered by something. He seemed to be dizzy, which was sooned followed by coughing. He also commented on a man named Zoltan. Zoltan!? Annabelle had heard of the man before while she was in town. He delt with medicine, an apothecary. " I shall take you to Zoltan, it is the least I can do before we part. After I bring you to him, you shall be in his hands. It is no bother to me, I need be heading that way into town." Annabelle said to Marric who's vision seemed to be getting blurry. " Take my arm, and I shall lead the way to his store." Annabelle said reaching out for his arm.
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Post by Marric Laster on Oct 15, 2006 12:28:46 GMT
Marric was once again surprised by the unconditional kindness this woman radiated. And she knew Zoltan? Or had she heard of him? A remarkable figure such as he would naturally be stuff for gossip. Then again, Marric didn't think it likely that this woman were one to listen the ramblings of women in their mid forties and drunken ramblers. "Bucolica," Marric said, to make sure the dog was following, and he was. The man let Annabelle take his arm and guide him out of the room. "That old man is bound to know some strange, possibly illegal, method to clear my vision. If not, I'll be damned if I ever see again."
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Post by Annabelle Atria on Oct 15, 2006 12:33:10 GMT
Annabelle took Marric's arm, and led him out the inn onto the busy streets. Annabelle knew just were to go. She would lead Marric to Zoltan, and make sure he was taken care of before she would leave him. Annabelle then started to walk a steady pace, guiding Marric along the way..
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Post by Annabelle Atria on Nov 4, 2006 15:37:58 GMT
Annabelle slammed the door shut once she had entered her room. With tears rolling down her face, she slowly made her way to her bed. Her heart was torn in two. She knew it all seemed to good to be true. " Why must it be this way." Annabelle said softly to herself.
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Post by Marric Laster on Nov 4, 2006 15:42:06 GMT
A knock came to the door and the wind howled, tugging at the howling Wind inn's well-built roof. Marric was wet with rain. he'd helped Richard to Zoltan's shop, and Zoltan had suggested he find the lady of his heart to soothe him. So here he was, alone, he'd not brought his dog. "Miss?", he asked quietly, remembering the sweet woman who'd helped him when he'd got hurt. No need to be impolite with this one.
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Post by Annabelle Atria on Nov 4, 2006 15:49:51 GMT
Annabelle sat in silence on her bed. She was trying to clear her mind, and calm herself down. She wiped her tears away, and brushed her hair from her face. As she continued to sit in silence, she heard a voice from outside the door. Marric? Annabelle came to her feet. She cleared her throat, and wiped her eyes once again. Annabelle opened the door slowly. When she saw the friendly face of Marric she opened the door fully. " Marric is everything alright? Come in. Sit down." Annabelle said concerned for his well being.
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Post by Marric Laster on Nov 4, 2006 15:55:57 GMT
"Not everything is alright," Marric said, staying on his feet. he looked at Annabelle. "You've been crying, haven't you?" he asked compassionately. He sat down next to her on the bed. He folded his hands in his lap and looked at them. "Richard has been, too," he added cautiously, unsure as to what that name might raise in the young woman.
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Post by Annabelle Atria on Nov 4, 2006 16:04:16 GMT
Annabelle sat next to Marric on the bed. She listened to his words, yet kept silent as she thought to herself. Annabelle felt as if she had been greedy. She had blamed Richard for keeping secrets. But, he was not the only one. She to had kept a secret. The secret that she loved him. If she had told him early maybe this could have been avoided. Annabelle didn't want to get hurt if Richard did not feel the same way so she kept her feelings to herself....greed. She never thought about how Richard might have felt. Or how this affected him. ' What have I done? I need to set things straight.' Annabelle thought to herself." Marric how is he? " Annabelle asked with a concerned tone.
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Post by Marric Laster on Nov 4, 2006 16:12:20 GMT
Marric sighed, and actually had watery eyes. "Zoltan is being mighty optimistic, but I happen to know that's not good news." What else could he say? He didn't want to make an opinion himself, for fear of exaggerating. This woman, though he hardly knew her, had his infinite respect. "He needs your blessing before he'll let himself be operated, and Zoltan's told me that he must be operated soon. But I don't care. I may look like a rough man, but I like songs. I fantasize. And I've seen Richard's love for you."
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Post by Annabelle Atria on Nov 4, 2006 16:16:28 GMT
Annabelle was struck by the news. Not only was Richard in a horrid condition, but he was also waiting for Annabelle to arrive until he would be operated on. Thoughts rushed through her mind. " Marric please take me to him." Annabelle said softly.
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Post by Marric Laster on Nov 4, 2006 16:20:57 GMT
"I will, if it is your wish,' said Marric softly, nodding all the while. He got up and and offered his hand to pull Anna to her feet. She was truly a special girl, and Richard should be glad to know her, let alone be loved by her. There was some envy in Marric at that time, but a healthy dose. He had no means to woo Annabelle, and doubted he could've if he'd tried.
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Post by Annabelle Atria on Nov 4, 2006 16:24:43 GMT
Annabelle grabbed Marric's hand, and gently lifted herself to her feet with his help. " Thank you for everything you have done Marric. " Annabelle said with a small smile. Annabelle then continued out the room, and onto the streets walking along side Marric. ' Hang on Richard I will be there soon.' Annabelle thought to herself. ( Out )
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Post by Marric Laster on Nov 4, 2006 16:27:59 GMT
The rain and wind had gone. Marric smiled as he walked with Annabelle at his side.
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