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Date Posted: 13:49:23 01/26/03 Sun
Author: Saxom
Subject: ...sigh...
In reply to: Cold WInd 's message, "Breeze" on 04:55:36 01/25/03 Sat

The king listens tot he wind, now officially declaring himself used to these abnormalities. And so, without though, he nods as if he'd been adressed by an old comrade. After all, he'd seen his fair share of odd things in his days of being a youth...

"Thanks," he says, a little slowly, to no one in particular. "I'm looking forward to it."

Stretching his arms above him, the king lets a long sigh escape him. "So, Alorwyn, eh? Sounds like quite a woman, Leonius. The Ball will light up with her around, I'll bet."

He pauses, continuing to stroll normally. "I'm not sure when it will be. Oscar made the posters." Again, a pause. This time, his face twists into an expression of irritance and disbelief. "Speak of the devil..."

A bony man of all angles wobbles intot he street, dropping the bottle in his hand at the sight of Saxom and his son. He seems to straighten somewhat under the glare of king, and his mouth trembles slightly.

"My..my liege! Sire, I-I-I was just -- I just finished, I mean..."

Straight-faced now, Saxom steps up to him and extends his hand. Oscar cowers. However, the king only draws a bundle of rolled papers from the other man's belt and examines it. "I see the posters are still intact. What of the money I gave to you?"

Oscar mumbles something, coughing. He tosses what seems to be a small bag of coins to the younger man. "They're uh...they're not all there."

Saxom's eyes widen. "It's half empty, you pompus!" He stuffs the bag on coins back into Oscar's belt, pinching his temples between his fingers as a headache called him.

"It's cold..." the other man whined. "I was hungry!"

Saxom sighs. "What did you buy, a rhino!? Where do you put all that drink and food? You're skin and bones!"

"My...my liege is very generous, thinking of old Oscars health, sir..." The fragile man trembled, looking slightly lost. "But I was...I was just going to put one up! I swear!"

"I'm glad you thought of starting," the king says, everything but seriously. His sarcasm mounts. "I'm telling you, if you weren't my cousin, I'd put you in chains!"

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Replies:

.:mixed feelings:. -- Leon, 17:21:20 01/27/03 Mon
- ...agree... -- Saxom/Oscar, 11:20:19 02/01/03 Sat
  - .:nods:. -- Leon, 05:41:30 02/02/03 Sun