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piosenniel · 05-05-2003, 02:22 PM

Pio watched from behind the curtain as Aman gave her acceptance speech. Nice going, kid!’ she said giving her the thumbs-up.

She brushed the dirt from her tux as she waited for the next presenter and straightened the ties and tiara on the Wargs. ‘Get me the playlist Mithadan worked up for the presenters, my dears,’ she whispered from behind the thick red curtains. ‘There’s a possible revision I need to make.’ Her fingers felt for the disc in her inner pocket. ‘Got to love those old tunes,’ she grinned, humming softly to herself.

She peeked through the end of the curtain, spying Cami sitting in one of the seats. Pio muttered loudly, ‘What’s she doing relaxing out there? She should be back here writing that . . .’

Carchmoroth nudged the Elf’s leg as Mithadan, his eternal list in his hands of ‘things to delegate’ came into view, head bent down over the long, trailing piece of paper, quill ticking off names of who could do what.

Pio pulled the Warg behind part of the curtain’s overlap, and waited for the admin to walk on by . . .

05-05-2003, 02:22 PM	#19
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Pio watched from behind the curtain as Aman gave her acceptance speech. Nice going, kid!’ she said giving her the thumbs-up. She brushed the dirt from her tux as she waited for the next presenter and straightened the ties and tiara on the Wargs. ‘Get me the playlist Mithadan worked up for the presenters, my dears,’ she whispered from behind the thick red curtains. ‘There’s a possible revision I need to make.’ Her fingers felt for the disc in her inner pocket. ‘Got to love those old tunes,’ she grinned, humming softly to herself. She peeked through the end of the curtain, spying Cami sitting in one of the seats. Pio muttered loudly, ‘What’s she doing relaxing out there? She should be back here writing that . . .’ Carchmoroth nudged the Elf’s leg as Mithadan, his eternal list in his hands of ‘things to delegate’ came into view, head bent down over the long, trailing piece of paper, quill ticking off names of who could do what. Pio pulled the Warg behind part of the curtain’s overlap, and waited for the admin to walk on by . . . __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.