12-29-2008, 10:58 PM
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OOC: Back Dated to the day of the feast
IC:
The part had started to calm down, the food was mostly gone, presents had been given out and Savina had not been there. Haven had broght the black male his gift, sheet music. About halfway through the party he had sat down and played the music, a beautiful melody. He decided it was time to check in on Savina who aparently was ill and bed ridden. Starting up the stairs he carried a bowl of his rabbit stew carful not to spill any as he walked upwards. The smell of Savina filled his nose as he knocked on her door, "Savina? It's Jazper." Slowly he opened the door with a smile. "I thought since you couldn't come to the party I'd bring you some....stew." He looked at Savina as his golden eyes filled with worry. "I-I assume you've been treated?" Was all he could stutter out as he stood infront of the door frozen.
OOC: Back Dated to the day of the feast
IC:
The part had started to calm down, the food was mostly gone, presents had been given out and Savina had not been there. Haven had broght the black male his gift, sheet music. About halfway through the party he had sat down and played the music, a beautiful melody. He decided it was time to check in on Savina who aparently was ill and bed ridden. Starting up the stairs he carried a bowl of his rabbit stew carful not to spill any as he walked upwards. The smell of Savina filled his nose as he knocked on her door, "Savina? It's Jazper." Slowly he opened the door with a smile. "I thought since you couldn't come to the party I'd bring you some....stew." He looked at Savina as his golden eyes filled with worry. "I-I assume you've been treated?" Was all he could stutter out as he stood infront of the door frozen.