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Varetine den'Atoni	Jun 11 2008, 06:45 PM
Advanced Member Posts: 202 Group: Co-Admin Member #7 Joined: June 7, 2008	Varetine stood off to the side as the men showed up to call Maximillian away. The must be Military, she thought, those clothes sure are grand. Maximillian called his goodbyes, following the men. "Goodbye, thanks for everything, Sir." She watched him leave, the shadows around her grew in the lamp light, and eventually she walked off toward the lifts. Again the door swung open in front of her, and again the massive array of buttons beckoned. She pressed the button to level one, and waited patiently as the door shut and the lift lurched into life. The cracks in the door showed her the different levels as she went down and down.At the bottom level the traffic of arriving people had slowed and many of the people had already departed. She walked off into the streets heading toward the housing district. She'd sleep in her own bed tonight. Inside on level 48, a disgruntled Mr.Marcher was packing up his crates of conned willflits and sluths, and was getting ready for a flight to a different port. Forget the Scout, and forget Mr.Hoxter, They'll have to find supplies somewhere else. And without much of a word he unfurled the sails on his little supply ship and called her two deck hands to keep the wheel. walking across the deck he opened the door to the captain's quarters. He too would head to sleep. It'd been a long day.


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