Ilythiiri shrugged. "Fine. Stay." She sat down with some of the food, but her gaze flicked over to the door, which was open and not locked as it had been, and then over to Rhavaniel, who looked as though she was still sleeping.

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(do you want the door to stay open? or shall i lock it?)

Orielle stuck her foot in the door to keeo it cracked keeping the flow of cool air coming in.. this room was so stuffy and faintly stinked... it might have been the room that stinked.. but it was probably more likely the prisoners.. or whatever they were.. Orielle let out a small laugh before grabbing a small loaf of bread stuck inside her cloak and took a small bite.. she had to ration since all that business with the cook... she wasn't going to get any more food from that idiotic cook till who knows when...

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((I don't know.. Your choice.. ))

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

((Might as well lock it, cause Rhav isn't here and we should maybe wait before we make another escape attempt.))

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((Is she with holidays?))

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

((Yeah, I think she'll be on holiday until friday))

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(aww man = ( )

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((Yeah, kinda sucks....but anyway, we might as well not do anything really interesting until she gets back. It is her RP, after all))

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((Yep, we'll wait! ))

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

(ok lalalalala... ^_^ )

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[-hoogles everyone- Thanks for waiting guys^^ ]
With a slight moan, the elf snapped back into consiousness. Her clear emerald eyes fixed on the bringer of the food with clear distaste.
"Good evening..."
Silently she reached for the food, and bit off a small chunk, choking on the staleness.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

((Yay! Welcome back Rhav! ))

Miriel turned around, the Elf had awakened too. She gazed at the girl, who'd st down in the doorway. She doubted that she would let her pass, but she could always try...
With difficulty she walked over to the door and laid her hand on the handle, her heart pounded, unsure of the girl's reaction.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

The elf seemed poised as a cat, ready to tackle the girl when her instincts told her to. She would see her friends saftly out of this room even if it meant she would have to stay and face the consequenzes of aiding their escape.
Her feautures stayed unreadable, her skin as smooth as stone, as she delicately spat out the bread onto the floor.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Miriel pushed the handle down softly: still no reaction. Would the girl just let her walk out the door freely?

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Rhavaniel got up, and followed her, eyes fixed on the woman suspiciously.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Miriel opened the door softly, left the room and hoped her friends would follow her.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.