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Post by Morgoth on Apr 5, 2005 15:00:19 GMT 10
Yawning, Morgoth looked around boredly. Ara... well, I hate to say it, but I didn't find myself wincing when you sang. Take that as you will. At least it wasn't in the vile language of those stinking elves, he thought. Stretching, the Dark Lord decided the time was coming to an end, at least for a bit. As much as I know you'll hate to hear it, I think this pub is almost over. Once Xavier, the lazy bum, distributes the free round, which, I might add, is coming out of his pay, everyone must leave. Capiesce? He said, looking around at everyone.
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Post by Giliathriel Alquasilme on Apr 6, 2005 11:29:46 GMT 10
Yeah, Yeah, yeah. I hear ya, Mo. Although I am dreadfully sad to see the pub closed, I'll mi... never mind.She said, trailing off at her almost blunder. She would be very sad to see it closed, even if she was going back and forth between her own pub, the Pub of the Crossed Swords. She stared off into the distance, and remained quiet for a few minutes, lost in thought.
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Post by Queen Arwen on Apr 9, 2005 13:04:05 GMT 10
Having had heard of many a things going on in the pub here at Mordor Mingle, Arwen decides to check it out for herself. Not in a very good mood today and wanting something strong to wash away all her feelings, she enters the pub wearing a dark blue gown of silk with her hair all flowing freely behind her and her tiara on her head. Seeing Goldmoon sitting there as well as Ara, Gili and Morgoth, she nods her head but raising an eyebrow, she goes to the bar pulling out a seat and sitting down she asks for a red wine. [/color]
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Xavier
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Post by Xavier on Apr 16, 2005 9:58:03 GMT 10
Glaring at Morgoth, though looking away as the Dark Lord turned his dark glance his way, Xavier scoffed, and went about preparing the drinks for everyone. Rubbing it in the evil Vala's face, he had proclaimed happily Free drinks for all, here they come! He attended to Goldmoon first, as she had been waiting for a while, then to the rest of the patrons, the lovely Giliathriel and Ara, who had just finished singing a wonderful song. As the man passed by the elf, he grinned at her, and said 'twas a beautiful piece, m'lady! 's only fit for such elegance. He remarked as he dropped her drink off, then saw the lady Arwen enter the pub. Quite surprised she had left Gondor, Xavier bowed, though quickly stood up when Morgoth glared at him again. Smiling at the queen, he got right on her order of red wine, rummaging until he found the oldest bottle they had, one from Lorien. He pulled out a goblet, a nice one that had somehow found its way to the pub, and filled it with the maroon liquid. Here y'are, m'lady. Can I help ye' with anything else? A bite to eat, perhaps? He asked, then smiled at her radiance. Aragorn truly was a lucky chap.
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Post by Giliathriel Alquasilme on Apr 16, 2005 16:04:15 GMT 10
As Giliathriel drank the last of her free drink, giving Xavier a wink as he passed, she suddenly felt very tired. Perhaps she should go. Her own duties were calling anyway. She didn't really want to leave, but better to leave of her own free will than leave when the pub closed. She stood up and pushed her chair in, and gave Morgoth a signifigant look. Well, I'm afraid I must be going. There's much to do, and a lot of neglected paper work... Goodbye. I hope to see you around the Pub of Crossed Swords, and Rondo Oira Nairo.Then, blushing furiously and overcome by something she could not control, she leaned over, gave Morgoth a kiss on the cheek, then made her way towards the door.
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Post by Morgoth on Apr 17, 2005 2:58:58 GMT 10
Nodding his head respectfully, but nothing else, Morgoth indicated that he saw Arwen enter his pub. He wondered what the lady had going for her in Mordor, but did not endeavor to ask. Instead, he shot quite malicious glances at his bartender, half wanting to take him out back and tie him to a tree. Or maybe chain him to a mountain, he'd done that before as well. However, when Gili stood up, his thoughts snapped back, and he was quite surprised when she kissed him. It had been eons since any had gotten that close to him, and the feel of her lips on his skin was overwhelming. His face flushed of color, and the Dark Lord could only raise his hand in reply, and hoarsely whisper "goodbye."
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Post by King Elessar on Apr 18, 2005 12:40:10 GMT 10
Sorry to break the fun y'all but pubs to close at 60 posts. Here, I'll give you another 5 posts or so before it should close.
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Post by Morgoth on Apr 19, 2005 6:57:13 GMT 10
Recovering from his stupor, Morgoth stood up, saw that the rest of the pub-goers were either sleeping or dead, and drug the resting/eternally resting bodies outside. Once that was done, the Dark Lord nodded at Xavier, and walked outside, closing the doors behind him.
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