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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 6:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 6:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 6:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 6:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 6:57 pm
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Bachiatariko Arctic thought for a second. "What the hell? Why not the long one?" Looking over at Tarou, though, she gave him a look that was pretty clear- don't tell them anything till we're sure that we can trust them. Looking at Shade, then at the dead guy, she muttered, "And it would help if I knew why my Eraser senses are acting up right now." "umm... about that." shade looks for an answer, but gives up, and just tries to explain it to everyone. "well...... lets see. the dead guy? he was a scientist at the 'school', and he was my cousin. so... he killed my older brother, i just found out. i was overtaken by rage and pain, cuz he shot me, and i still have the bullets lodged in me. so, i let my darker side, demonata out, and IT(its a demon, so it cant really have a gender, can it?) killed my cousin. that's pretty much all you missed." dane coughs, staring at shade. "OH! and two of my friends from the school came here. dont ask me why, i dont even have a clue how they found me..... but, this is claire and dane." claire smiles warmly, and dane gives a crisp salute. "and yeah, we're bein sorta chased by another eraser. he seems to know you, artic. dont know how, but his smell kinda matches yours......." (not trying to sound wrong or anything......)
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:26 pm
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Arctic laughed, a bit bitterly. Man, that bitter laugh is killing me... she thought. Shaking her head, she said, "Yup, that's me. Shanks and me grew up together pretty much. We were really... competitive, to say the least. I was always stronger, though..." She flashed a smirk. "And don't just take my words for it, go check the files. Anyway, I would always show him up, but when the reports came in and said that I would die if I was made an Eraser, he swore to show me up eventually..." she just shrugged, not much willing to go into the depths of just how much they had experimented on her, and just how much wolf blood she really had in her. "The reason Shanks has my scent is because we were always partnered together. Just it kind of stayed on him." She bit her lip, wondering just how well Shade could smell.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:35 pm
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"oh. i was partened up with him on a practice drill, and he was really competitive. it took the scientists alot to BEG me to stop him. all i had to do was punch him in the head, and he was out." shade smiles, remembering that. he also felt some concern, because whenever he asked about the girl, shanks always used to snap back at him. "you know,i dont think he's that strong. for an eraser, he sucks at fighting. i cant even see HOW he became one of us......... even YOU'D be better off as an eraser." shade tells artic. "oooooh, you likes her, dont you, shady?" dane whispers jokingly. "no, i dont! and i'd nevr tell YOU if i did!!!" he playfully punches dane in the stomach.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:39 pm
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Protectively clutching onto Arctic's arm, Tarou glared at the ground. He did so for two reasons. One, he hated anyone bad-mouthing other, especially Shanks or Arctic. Sure, Shanks was a bad guy, that was known to Tarou... but he couldn't help it. Talk like that always had made Tarou irriaable.
Two, he wasn't about to lose Arctic. Especially not to some guy who had been attacking her earlier, even if the 'field' had changed. Of course, he knew one day... she'd probably fall for some guy, by some miracle -- by a miracle as Tarou always believed she was independent, to the point where, unlike most girls, she wouldn't need some guy to hang on to-- and grow apart from him. Only then would he allow himself to let go. Only if she fell in love.
Maybe it was a bit childish to think --selfish to some extent, even though there were exceptions and reasons-- but Tarou couldn't help it. He felt how he felt, it wasn't his fault. It was just natural, and being amplified by something. ... Someone...
Matthew's brother... Tarou thought, realizing that it could be what the half Shinigami had mentioned. As if hearing his named mentioned, Matthew's voice returned, "Yup. This is kinda what I meant... you would usually just sulk on the side for a bit. ... Oh, and his name was Marcus for future reference."
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