Post by maya on Mar 15, 2006 0:57:28 GMT -5
(00:12:56 ) maya{M.K.D} Restricted Traveling with Mistress Macha stayin at Happy Trails Inn Hulneth GRP cabin 11- - is at the`Happy Trails Inn` by the shore line and says to ALL: she hovers over to the hearth and checks the amounts of the different beverages left, discovering that the black wine and tea kettles are low. she lifts them off their hooks and carries them to the water barrel, setting them down then stepping to the closet, opening it and collecting the cannisters of black wine and tea, gliding back to the kettles, she squats beside them and picks up a spoon nearby. she opens the cannisters and spoons a couple of spoonfuls of tea into the kettle then adding black wine to the other kettle. she lifts a large wooden cup and dips it into the water barrel then empties into the black wine kettle, repeating this process until both kettles are full, using the spoon to mix the two kettles' contents then setting it aside to be washed. she stands and lifts to kettles, transporting them back to the hearth where she sets them on their hooks once more then turns and pads back to the main room
(00:15:23 ) maya{M.K.D} Restricted Traveling with Mistress Macha stayin at Happy Trails Inn Hulneth GRP cabin 11- - is at the`Happy Trails Inn` by the shore line and says to ALL: she halts and back peddles till she is beside the cannisters, squatting down and screwing the lids back on then returning them to the closet. she gives a small nod then ghosts back into the main room
(00:24:10 )
maya{M.K.D}
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stayin at Happy Trails Inn Hulneth GRP cabin 11- -
is at the`Happy Trails Inn` by the shore line and says to ALL: halts in the middle of the room, peeking around and seeing all are busy or have been served, she spins and glides back to the servery, a grin splaying over her sultry lips as she remembers back to her granny who had a tongue and a walking stick that were way too fast
(00:30:57 )
maya{M.K.D}
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stayin at Happy Trails Inn Hulneth GRP cabin 11- -
is at the`Happy Trails Inn` by the shore line and says to ALL: she shuffles her way through the servery and to the chilling room, not looking forward to the cold but knowing the levels of the beverages must be checked, she opens the door and rushes inside, shivering as the cool air carresses her heated flesh with chilled kisses, quick steps carrying her to the shelf. she sidles along the shelf, checking the levels of the different beverages. she sees that the mead is running a bit low, she picks up the pitcher and hurries outside, stopping beside the kegs that sit near the door. she turns the spigot on the mead keg and fills the pitcher, switching the spigot off as she prepares to return to the chilled room, steeling herself and stepping inside, padding to the shelf and setting the pitcher down, turning and skipping from the cold room, a swing of her wide hips closing the door behind her, returning to the main room
(00:15:23 ) maya{M.K.D} Restricted Traveling with Mistress Macha stayin at Happy Trails Inn Hulneth GRP cabin 11- - is at the`Happy Trails Inn` by the shore line and says to ALL: she halts and back peddles till she is beside the cannisters, squatting down and screwing the lids back on then returning them to the closet. she gives a small nod then ghosts back into the main room
(00:24:10 )
maya{M.K.D}
Restricted
Traveling with Mistress Macha
stayin at Happy Trails Inn Hulneth GRP cabin 11- -
is at the`Happy Trails Inn` by the shore line and says to ALL: halts in the middle of the room, peeking around and seeing all are busy or have been served, she spins and glides back to the servery, a grin splaying over her sultry lips as she remembers back to her granny who had a tongue and a walking stick that were way too fast
(00:30:57 )
maya{M.K.D}
Restricted
Traveling with Mistress Macha
stayin at Happy Trails Inn Hulneth GRP cabin 11- -
is at the`Happy Trails Inn` by the shore line and says to ALL: she shuffles her way through the servery and to the chilling room, not looking forward to the cold but knowing the levels of the beverages must be checked, she opens the door and rushes inside, shivering as the cool air carresses her heated flesh with chilled kisses, quick steps carrying her to the shelf. she sidles along the shelf, checking the levels of the different beverages. she sees that the mead is running a bit low, she picks up the pitcher and hurries outside, stopping beside the kegs that sit near the door. she turns the spigot on the mead keg and fills the pitcher, switching the spigot off as she prepares to return to the chilled room, steeling herself and stepping inside, padding to the shelf and setting the pitcher down, turning and skipping from the cold room, a swing of her wide hips closing the door behind her, returning to the main room
