*Sarrin fades softly from the inn and appears back at home. As she walks through the manor the houses colors shift ffrom vibrant to grey and dull and the paint starts to look chipped.*
I will be in my quarters if anyone needs me... Damn Head colds. If you do need me you better be sure itr is important.
*She sends her children off to The Nanny and fades away into a cloud of dust and silver. A cough and a heavy hearted sigh spreads through the air. The Nanny gives the dust a sideways glance and sends the maids running for some good old country music and a deck of cards.*
*The Nanny Speaks:* Sarrin will be out of commission in this board and any representation of the Manor for a while. You may reach her by phone or email... But I am betting evenm that will sound distant... *He bows dramatically and over politely as he to fades away like an apparttion, the sounds of childrens laughter following him.*
I will be in my quarters if anyone needs me... Damn Head colds. If you do need me you better be sure itr is important.
*She sends her children off to The Nanny and fades away into a cloud of dust and silver. A cough and a heavy hearted sigh spreads through the air. The Nanny gives the dust a sideways glance and sends the maids running for some good old country music and a deck of cards.*
*The Nanny Speaks:* Sarrin will be out of commission in this board and any representation of the Manor for a while. You may reach her by phone or email... But I am betting evenm that will sound distant... *He bows dramatically and over politely as he to fades away like an apparttion, the sounds of childrens laughter following him.*
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Re: Back at home
Fri, March 24, 2006 - 11:47 AM*The sounds of music drift downstairs for weeks. Changing from depressing country to rowdy counrty to oldies to blaring of godsmack and Hoobestank through the halls. Suddenly a door creaks open and the hallway and stairs are covered in wadded tissues, empty medicine bottles, empty water glasses, towels, and any other miscelanious things associated with head colds and major illness... A stuffed up voice rings out from the attic...*
HOUSEKEEPING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Clean up this mess... I am showering and going out!
That is the only warning... I am feeling better and feel the need to be out and about. WHERE ARE MY CHILDREN AND GOLF CART????
*With a poof and the sounds of laughter, three boys run upstairs. You can hear Sarrins laughter ring out as the youngest boys shreaks and lets loose peals of laughter. The Nanny smiles, closes his eye and sighs.*
That's better. *He turns toward you all* I think she is feeling frisky... I would arms yourselves and tkae up defensive positions... *He hands out water cannons filled with disappearing ink* Might I suggest these. They are usually her favorite in the spring. Summer is coming nad she willbe able to afford water cannons with water in the for eventing season... You have been warned... *He fades away smiling at the continuein sounds of laughter and rough housing coming from the attic.*
