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Giving Joshua a nod of encouragement, Terri steps back from HAL and Rick to give them some space and waits to see of the young Elemental was going to be forthcoming with his contact information. As she waits, her bushy tail twitches involuntarily.
Why now? Am I ready? She ponders worriedly while biting her lower lip unconsciously.
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Al-Adin's eyes grow wide. He can't slow down. That would be bad. That would be aweful. No no no no no no no no "no no no no no no no no no" He says, backing away from the table and the elixer of deadly slowness.
"Don't let them make me." He clutches Nightfall's arm, fear plainly evident in his voice and face.
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Joshua looked blankly at HAL until the suggestion sank; then he sighed meekly in relief - he wouldn't have to think about it now. Sure, sooner or later he had to do it, but he'll worry about that when the moment came.
He stepped aside and approached Terri, not fully able to hide the small suspicious look at Rick. "My number is [some mobile phone number]; I recently got this phone - it's nothing special, not like those iPhones or anything- anyway.." This was awkward. He didn't want to be angry at Terri, but somehow he was. That's pretty childish.. It was. But he didn't quite dare to talk about it with Terri.
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"Hey no sweat, I only buy cheap phones now 'cause of how easy they break, 'specially from a great height. You would'a thought they would design a phone that bounces or something." She taps the number directly into her phone. "Would you like mine, just.." Terri stops, the words 'in case' fading invisibly as she looks directly at Joshua.
"Everything ok?"
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"Huh? Yeah sure. It's just this computer - it freaks me out. And I hardly know anyone.." That was such a good lie that he almost believed it himself. There were some merits to being less than averagely intelligent.
"Sure, go ahead and give me yours." Still a bit distanced, and that envious feeling was still nagging somewhere in the back of his head. But it was getting manageable if he kept telling himself that there was no problem.
Frowning slightly, Joshua considered having another beer.
Jack watches the ceremony and listens to what the Summer King expects from his courtiers. "If anyone ever needs some backup, you can leave me a message here." He writes down a landline number with an extension on several napkins if any of the Summer Courtiers want one. "If you don't need anything from me my Lord, I'll go talk to the Autumn King about the Ash Run now."
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King Crunk
Crunkatron5000 gives Nightfall a gander at the grill, but behind the glitter there's a cold in his eyes that states in no uncertain terms that the Winter courtier can forget about getting himself in the Spring Court's good graces any time soon.
When he turns to his l'il Crunk Monkey, the chill is replaced with understanding tinged with disappointment. "'S OOOKAAYYY, AL! NO ONE GONNA MAKE YOU DO NUTHIN' YOU DON' WANNA DO HERE, OOOKAAAYY?!? THA'S WHAT THEM OTHERS DO!" He pats the monkey-man's shoulder.
He turns from the young Runnerswift to face Katrin. "OOOKAAAY! I GOTTA FORFEIT, DAMN!!! UNLESS...YOU WANNA GO DOUBLE OR NOTHIN'?!?" He grins at her. "YOU PICK ANOTHER CHAMPION, AND IF THAT ONE LOSES, YOU GET THE ICE, BABY, AND!!! I'LL GET BUCK ASS NEKKID AT MY OWN CLUB ON LADIES NIGHT!!! WHAT'CHU SAY, HUH???"
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Presence
Striking Looks
Goodwill"It's ok, Adin," Nightfall assures his friend, after Crunkcakes' proclamation and stare. "That's what friends are for. I think the others just forgot?"
"I suppose you want me to cheer on your race even though you missed my contest at Glissade," he asked with a smile.
Cold fog comes from Nightfall's mouth as he speaks, his Mantle manifesting in triumph over both the Spring Court and it's now icy-eyed sovereign.
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Katrin imagines Crunk "BUCK ASS NEKKID," and shivers.
No, dahling, that is allright. I will be having my diamond as soon as you can get it. She pauses. I hate to see you of all peoples so wintry, tho. Is not right.
If you let me shop with you, choose ring myself, well...perhaps I might be persuaded do one show for club. That way, everyone happy.
And I still get spotlight and attention. And many tips. Yes, I will win prize, too.
She smiled up at the Spring King.
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Al-Adin can sometimes be best described as a light-switch. one minute he is sad, scared, and small, and then next...
"Yup! Bestest friends!" He gives Nightfall a good wallop on the back, far stronger than he used to be. Has he been working out or something?
"You had a tournament? Cool! You won right? No one can beat Nightfall, he's the best!" Al-adin shouts, though to whom is anyone's guess.
"You'd do that, even for me when I didn't cheer for you? Your the best Nightfall! You should run as well! I'll help train you!"
... he's back to bouncy, painfully happy go lucky. The smell of fresh cut grass mingling with the chilly fog, before being consumed by winter's touch. Al-Adin seems so removed from his court, from everything around him, and yet he loved Nightfall as only a true friend could.
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