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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 7:36 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 11:18 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 11:39 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2014 6:22 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2014 6:42 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2014 7:31 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2014 10:35 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2014 11:58 am
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Kerana "Not at all. I've go this special herb that I wouldn't mind sharing." she said as she took out a small bag.
Yea, I'll bet you wouldn't. Alec thought to himself. God's help him if he was wrong, but he wasn't about to let that witch hurt anyone in his group.
Alec took a container in his left hand and held it out to the woman. Just as he came within reaching distance he dropped the pitcher. His hope would be that she would be distracted by the "accident."
Before the pitcher hit the ground he felt something inside of him click. His right arm dropped enough to let gravity work the pairing knife out of his sleeve and into his palm. He tightened his grip on the handle and brought it forward.
He felt his teeth change as his jaw clenched. His spirit had worked it's way into him for this moment as he drove the knife toward the woman's core.
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Rikki Tikki Travi Kerana thought for a moment. It did seem unusual to her but then again, does this kid know how to read a map or even read? She frowned a little at the thought as it was something she needed to consider. Not everyone has had the same opportunities she has when it comes to education. "Do you remember any of the adults' names that run the place? That take care of you and feed you?" She wanted very much for Nova to be wrong. Even though it seems like she was stretching things a lot to try to help the kid. Which she has yet to figure out if the kid was a boy or a girl. She didn't want to be rude by asking, at least not right now.
Ash had figured there would be more probing questions. It decided that any sort of manipulation against a child would bring sympathy.
It opened it's mouth to answer, but it stopped just as if it had just forgotten something important. Tears welled up as it's eyes moved from side to side in feigned attempts at recollection. "I...I-I don't remember. I can't remember their faces o-or their names! Why *hic* can't I remember?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2014 4:06 pm
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Rikki Tikki Travi Alec took a container in his left hand and held it out to the woman. Just as he came within reaching distance he dropped the pitcher. His hope would be that she would be distracted by the "accident." "Oh my, we merely can't have that ca-"
Rikki Tikki Travi … His spirit had worked it's way into him for this moment as he drove the knife toward the woman's core. She felt the blade run through her back. Though she is undead she had enough nerve endings to tell her a blade is going through her body. Not as painful as one alive would feel but she used the memory of her original death to let out a blood curtailing scream. She laid on the floor still with no blood coming out.
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Rikki Tikki Travi Ash had figured there would be more probing questions. It decided that any sort of manipulation against a child would bring sympathy. It opened it's mouth to answer, but it stopped just as if it had just forgotten something important. Tears welled up as it's eyes moved from side to side in feigned attempts at recollection. "I...I-I don't remember. I can't remember their faces o-or their names! Why *hic* can't I remember?" "Oh my, it looks like you have amnesia. Heh heh why didn't you say so in the fir-" Shivers went down from head to tail at the sound of the scream. "Um… stay right here…" she cautiously inched toward the door. "I'll be right back." She closed the door behind. "What's going on he-…" she saw Alec standing over her with a the knife in his hand. Her eyes welled.
She ran back to the kid. I thought out of all the people in the world, I thought I could trust him. Now, the kid has amnesia… his memory about his mom may be off and Alec just killed the kid's mother. How could he do such a thing!?
"Ash, we need to go it's not safe here. I know we just met *sniff* but you have to trust me okay?" She reached out her hand to Ash and took the kid with her out the back door. She paused by the window of the room where she held out her other hand and whispered a spell. A gust of wind wrapped everything up in one sphere of. The sphere came to them and collected them the two and started flying off.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2014 3:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 5:14 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 7:35 am
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(Dramatic and grande re-appearance!)
The hollow stone pillars of the temple resonated with the wind as it came in, and from them echoed the sounds of all around. Crickets, leaves, a stream, water drops, it all sounded so familiar; so casual. But this shouldn't have been. Where were the sounds of a bustling village? Where were the preachers preaching to gods? Then it all came back. And in a scream of pain, sixteen blades erupted from the hollow pillars and lodged themselves onto the stone pedestal on which Hasaii lay. Each lodged itself into either a joint or an organ, effectively pinning him, as two of the divinity statues came to life. Each went to the chest located in the back of the room, and from it drew a ceremonial blade; a set of falchion. They converged on Hasaii and, ignoring the muffled screams of pain in his eyes, went to drive the blades into his heart. But before they could do so, the statue to the left; the one representing Leerre, exploded, knocking the other statue off its balance and back a couple feet. In a scream of pain, the bloodied Hasaii unpinned his left arm.
"You can't... Kill me!" He growled in a much deeper, darker voice then he normally had. The blade(s) that were lodged in his left arm fell to the ground and shattered, power conjuration/destruction spells made to immobilize intruders, but useless once removed. As he slowly rose, unpinning himself more and more, the blood that had escaped him began to flow up and stain him, changing his physical appearance more and more to a more red, darker look then before. The statue, recovering from it's blowback, charged forwards, blade raised and posed to stab at the changing figure. In response, the bloodsoaked man raised his hand and pointed at the statue. "Sleep, I command thee! Your duty is done!" He ordered as a rune formed in the blood on his hand. The statue took five more steps, reaching the blade out just enough to poke the man in the chest, then froze and returned to being a statue. The man sighed in relief as his figure finalized in appearance. "Geez Father Illios, you really didn't want me back?" He said with a cough as the wounds sealed. He looked down at them and frowned. "Too bad this is the only time I can do this, or else I could have a whole lot more----" He froze as the memories of his host flashed through his head. "Well well well, who do we have here?" He asked himself, looking in the direction of their presence before fading away.
At the home, up in Hasaii's bed he lay silently dreaming of this, unknowing that it was actually happening, and that his time was up. The figure took shape right in front of his bed, just as Hasaii awoke. "You..." Hasaii muttered as he saw the figure standing above him. "Me." "Why are you here? Have you nothing better to do but mock these sacred grounds more with your presence?" "Actually, I've come to tell you your time is up. The charade is over. I hope you've made peace, because you're out of time now." "W-what? How did you---" But before Hasaii could finish, he felt an extreme pain in his heart. He placed his hand over it, coughing up blood, and when he removed it, he found it to be covered in the same red substance. "Fate has finally caught up, your borrowed time was one I lent you. Go in peace, but forget all you've known." The man simply concluded before leaning over Hasaii and placing a hand over his heart and every light in the room going out. There was a pause, a very silent moment it was, then when the lights came back laid the figure in Hasaii's place, now with blood red wings. "Now, to finish what he started."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 9:45 am
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