Faraway Lad
Senator of the UP. Permanent Ambassador to the Court of Saint James
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Slowly the double doors in the ballroom are pushed open. Into the smoky atmosphere a figure strides (Aragorn like) through the doors. His blue cloak floats majestically behind him. Standing erect for a moment he surveys the almost empty room.
“Cramer” he cries, “I need to see STU at once I have here many official greetings from the various nations with whom we have treaties of Friendship. He should read them at once”
“Faraway” said FC taking the important looking documents from his hand, “but this is a party, let him have some time to relax, work can wait till morning”
“But, as Secretary of State for Distant Relations it is my duty to maintain the honour and glory of Legion World out there in the faraway places” said a stiff and rather straight laced Faraway Lad unaware of the pun
“Faraway” said FC “ you need to relax a bit more, here have a drink”
“Well I suppose so, it is a ball after all” said FL “ I tell you what” he continued sipping his glass of punch, “ the music is still playing we seem to be all alone, do you, could we, I mean would you do me the honour of this dance?”
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From: Newcastle upon Tyne England | Registered: Jul 2003
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Do you think they'll fit me? I'm six foot three and broad shouldered.
But I sure would 'preciate the help. I just got here from the ranch and everything here looks so fancy and whatnot. And with me just wearin' my chaps and spurs...
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