+Hurried Entrant+ -- Tanari Infirmary

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Date Posted: 14:34:25 10/06/02 Sun
Author: Kival
Subject: +Hurried Entrant+

++A burst of liquid mud, driven madly into a airborne swirl by the raging winds, whips across the threshold of the Infirmiry door, accompanied, rather uncerimoniously, by a mussy brown colored object, who, by appearances, was recently a fairly clean and dry human being. The door whirrs duitifully shut, effectively blocking out the screaming winds, leaving only the splash of sandy mud, and the rather wet man as any proof to the weather outside.
A gritty hand rises to steady himself against the wall, head lowered, allowing his lungs to reclaim the air the wind had whipped from his mouth just moments before.
Slowly the room steadies before his swirling vision and his chest slows, rusty brown eyes finally rising to survey the interior of his temporary safehaven.
Removing his hand from the convienient support of the wall, he steps slowly to one of the waiting chairs and lowers himself into it, wiping his dripping face with the back of his hand before removing his pack. This he slides carefully onto the seat beside him, the lack of the bag upon his back revealing that he truly was drenched, from the grey shirt turned almost black and plastered to his torso to the soaked and muddied pants and boots, both nearly obscured by wet, reddish colored sand.
He lets out a slow sigh, somewhat of relief, somewhat of exhaustion, leaning forward to rest his forehead wearily upon a mud spattered palm. ++

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~near~ -- Fyre, 10:08:01 10/14/02 Mon
- +Start+ -- Kavil, 15:05:54 10/14/02 Mon
  - ~nod~ -- Fyre, 14:32:21 10/16/02 Wed
    - +Destination+ -- Kavil, 14:52:38 10/16/02 Wed
      - ~delay~ -- Fyre, 14:43:11 10/18/02 Fri
        +Heed+ -- Kavil, 14:41:13 10/19/02 Sat
        ~curious~ -- Fyre, 16:14:52 10/19/02 Sat
        +Hesitant+ -- Kavil, 13:02:43 10/20/02 Sun
        ~nod~ -- Fyre, 18:05:16 10/20/02 Sun
        +Enjoyment+ -- Kavil, 15:03:15 10/21/02 Mon
        ~smirk~ -- Fyre, 19:05:48 10/21/02 Mon
        +Nod+ -- Kival, 13:46:06 10/23/02 Wed
        ~question~ -- Fyre, 14:26:35 10/23/02 Wed
        +Shrug+ -- Kavil, 14:14:31 10/24/02 Thu
        +Shrug+ -- Kavil, 14:17:35 10/24/02 Thu
        ~smile~ -- Fyre, 09:50:23 10/26/02 Sat
        +Move+ -- Kival, 16:44:44 10/26/02 Sat
        ~await~ -- Fyre, 17:17:05 10/28/02 Mon