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Post by Vanitypirate on Jan 21, 2017 16:02:14 GMT -8
Florence tensed and, in a quick but awkward, lever-like motion, extended her two arms, as if to catch the hunter as he fell. She gave him a few pats, for safety, to help regain his 'lost' balance, then stooped some to look at the man's ankles, in some effort to ensure there wasn't a more incidious affliction happening with his footing.
"I told you not to fall." She angled her nose back upwards at Arnulf disapprovingly. "I hope you are not diseased."
She started down the steps ahead of the hunter, though at a slower pace than she began. "It protects me against dangerous miasmas."
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Post by Vanitypirate on Jan 21, 2017 16:05:42 GMT -8
Florence tensed and, in a quick but awkward, lever-like motion, extended her two arms, as if to catch the hunter as he fell. She gave him a few pats, for safety, to help regain his 'lost' balance, then stooped some to look at the man's ankles, in some effort to ensure there wasn't a more incidious affliction happening with his footing.
"I told you not to fall." She angled her nose back upwards at Arnulf disapprovingly. "I hope you are not diseased."
She started down the steps ahead of the hunter, though at a slower pace than she began. "It protects me against dangerous miasmas."
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Post by Outisakanobody on Jan 21, 2017 16:07:08 GMT -8
Celeste quietly hugged Lib as she waited.
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Roderick saw the vendor from before helping a doctor with a body. He frowned, his lingering distrust of doctors still alive, but was compelled to offer aid. "What ho you two. Might you desire another pair of hands?" he asks as he boldly strides up.
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Post by relentless on Jan 21, 2017 16:13:05 GMT -8
Hook would turn about quickly, and drop a brass key into Libourg's hand, the weight of it was hefty for that of a key, "Through the brothel and up the stairs. Sixth door on your right." Hook replies solemnly, before he walks off to continue serving.
"Shall we, my dearest?" Libourg says as he kisses the top of her head, wrapping his right arm around her waist and holding her close as he began to maneuver toward the Brothel, the stairway to the rooms was already in sight.
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Post by Outisakanobody on Jan 21, 2017 16:16:11 GMT -8
"Lead the way, strong man." Celeste says as she waits for Lib to lead then to the room, clearly excited about the night ahead.
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Jan 21, 2017 16:16:50 GMT -8
/Arnulf/
He guffawed, "Miasmas s'masmas, that beak's gonna get inn'a way o'er anything..." He remarked, sighing, shaking his head;
"... Sides, you're gonna have fools running the other way if they see your pointy face."
Arnulf reached the bottom of the steps as he spied Roderick, the knightly man, coming back. His typical mercantilistic grin blossomed and he nodded, preemptively.
"Nah! Just more meat for the stick, Har har!" He laughed uproarously at his own jest, before calming down within a moment, waving a hand, shifting the body on his shoulder again as he began towards the Sanitarium,
"Gonna get it treated, diced and sliced, mhmm..."
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Post by relentless on Jan 21, 2017 16:22:34 GMT -8
"Oh I shall... Are we finishing the brandy by chance? We might as well. Who knows what might happen after we consume this..." Libourg teases as he rubs her waist slowly, his eyes half lid and surprisingly, his voice was rather tame and... seductive, if that was hard to believe from a man such as Libourg.
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Post by Outisakanobody on Jan 21, 2017 16:32:59 GMT -8
"Half a bottle for me and the other for you. Seems fair." Celeste says with a giggle.
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Post by Vanitypirate on Jan 21, 2017 16:35:44 GMT -8
"What."
It was quite clear that the good doctor had drastically misinterpreted the man's jest; Florence cocked her head
"We are taking this man to the sanitarium, not cooking him." She scolded, extending her arms again, meaning to take the man into her own admittedly unmuscled arms.
She waggled her fingers, "Give him back. I do not wish for him to be cooked."
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Post by relentless on Jan 21, 2017 16:38:28 GMT -8
"Mhm, it does indeed. Let's just don't we don't lose ourselves in the moment before we can finish it all." Libourg replies with a low chuckle in his throat. They begin to ascend the stairs, and soon make it to the top. They are met with a hallway, which they would soon come upon the door Hook had mentioned.
"...Remember how you said... 'More vigor next time'? How much vigor would you like?" Libourg questions in a cheeky manner as he slots the key in and begins unlocking the door.
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Post by Outisakanobody on Jan 21, 2017 16:38:39 GMT -8
"Fear not, fair maiden, I shall deliver this burden AND ensure it remains uncanabalized." Roderick says as he takes the legs and lifts then easily.
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Post by Outisakanobody on Jan 21, 2017 16:41:43 GMT -8
"Why sir! How dare you assume I have anything other than the purest of intentions for this night." Celeste says before rushing up the stairs in a huff. She does give Lib a coy glance over the shoulder at the top.
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Jan 21, 2017 16:44:22 GMT -8
/Arnulf/
"Woah, woah hold it! I was-" He swore and twisted away, taking hefting the body away from Roderick as well as Florence;
He looked to either incredulously, eyes wide before he looked down at himself and waved at himself head to toe.
"I'm just fekkin` jokin' you halfwits! Yeezalmighty, I ain't gonna eat the bloke! Just taking him to the Sanitarium to clean up his mug and wound, I know..." He harumph'd looking to Florence, then Roderick again.
"Ay, we alright..?" He asked, holding out a peace-meaning hand...
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Post by relentless on Jan 21, 2017 16:48:18 GMT -8
"Well, we'll see, won't we Celeste? Hehe.." Libourg chuckles heartily as he opens the door for her, "I hope it's too you liking, my buttercup." Libourg says with a short bow.
The room itself was rather nice and cozy, a double sized silk bed rest in the corner, white silk sheets draped over and pooling at the floor. Two small yet comfortable leather chairs were stationed near each other, with a coffee table in between. A few other furniture were laden about, a small desk in the corner. All in all, the room was rather spacious.
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Post by Vanitypirate on Jan 21, 2017 16:49:48 GMT -8
"Oh."
Florence's black-swathed hands wavered in the air before lowering hesitantly, as she watched the man carefully for any signs of sudden cannibalism.
They came and rested down by her sides.
"Then we shall carry on, come," She began her rigid marsh down the steps as she instructed to Roderick, "Help prevent the patient from falling,"
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