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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 10:37 am
Herana sighed. A few extra hours while they slept...what to do, what to do..."Is there any...place to buy something to read here?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 2:02 pm
Rayne turned toward Jada. "I don't have a clan. I used to live with a rogue elf, but he's gone." She lifted her scythe so that it wouldn't drag against, or cut, the floor. "It's just me and my weapons now..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 7:23 pm
A spark of recognition flashed in Toraks's eyes, she knew that pain. "That's...so...sad." She looked into Rayne's eyes and saw the sadness and loneliness. I can help her. "Stick with me friend. All of you. We can cross this world together! Fighting evil and wrongdoers of all kinds! Protecting the dwindling forests and befriending all the forests animals!" she yelled mock fighting and talking to animals as she jumped around excitedly. "Seems like you haven't changed at all," a voice said. Toraka turned around Oh no! It's him.
(Sorry if I'm doing a lot I'm really busy doing the week.)
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 10:52 pm
Rayne had a 'is this person just a little crazy' look on her face when Toraka started jumping around. When Toraka turned toward a voice that commented on her performance, Rayne's eyes narrowed into a serious, unfeeling expression. She gripped her scythe a little more tightly.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:17 am
Ilisia finished checking them and turned around. She saw Toraka bouncing around nervously and saw a man watching her. Esteladan. "If he dares hurt her, I will make him suffer." Ilisia said quietly to herself. Then she walked over to Rayne and the others. She muttered, "Rayne, lower your scythe. The more threatened this man seems, the more likely he is to attack us."
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 9:05 am
"Wait," Jada says, her and Izlan's backs tensing up, "Who's this guy your talking about?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 12:18 pm
Rayne sighed and let one of her hands fall from the scythe. The other hand remained firmly gripping the handle. "So, who's this guy?" She seemed to lose some interest in his sudden arrival.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 3:15 pm
Toraka looked around nervously looking for a way out. "Hm uh what guy? Oh that one. Uh I think I see somebody I know I'll just go over there. But really guys he's no harm to us." At least I think so. Her eyes narrowed and flashed with annoyance. I swear if he hurts them I'll kill both him and my father. She turned everybody around and started walking quickly into the hostel. "Wait," the man said "I mean no harm you see your father sent me, since he knows you always come here, to talk to you." My father," she growled before suddenly smiling. She turned to her new friends "You guys go ahead and get some rooms. I'll be back in a bit." she said before grrabbing the man's arm and running off.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:58 pm
"We can..teach him. If need be.."she smiled deviously as she walked ahead. "Aquaintances we may be, but I dont mind..helping"
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:40 pm
Rayne stared at Toraka. Her mood changed awfully fast... "If you need me, I'll be checking if I can get a room." She restrained the urge to fight and walked away.
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2009 2:29 pm
Ilisia watched Toraka warrily. What does she think she's doing?! She thought as she let the flames go out of her hands. He could hurt her. But he should be able to tell that I can do much more damage to him than he can to me. Ilisia laughed quietly to herself as she pulled out a dagger. "I'll be in my room. I'm not all that hungry right now." She said as she quietly walked up the stairs.
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2009 7:36 pm
When she got to her room, Rayne set down her scythe and began to clean off the mud and dirt that had accumulated on the blade. Hacking at weeds... Looking for a munchkin that won't show himself... I'll be blamed for not bringing him back... No more babysitting jobs. She finished cleaning the scythe and set it against the wall. She let her mind wander. I'm staying in a room, in a town I've never been to, with people I barely know... Teach would have stabbed me back at 'I'm lost' and would have laughed it off... She looked back at the scythe. He gave me my heaviest weapon... Now I wield it, as if it weighed no more than a feather... He taught me well... She sighed and lay on the bed. If anyone comes through that door before sunrise, I'll chop their arm off... I'm soooo tired... Rayne slid into a light slumber.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 1:50 pm
Ilisia sat down on her bed with a sigh. Maybe I'll able to hear Toraka and the human. She thought to herself as she stopped blocking out others' thoughts and listened for Toraka and the human. She didn't understand much with all of the other thoughts pounding in her head, but she did hear a lot of "My father..." from Toraka. She sighed and blocked out the thoughts again. This isn't accomplishing anything. And she lay down, put one of her daggers under her pillow and went to sleep.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 4:59 pm
"My father, what in the four nations does he want, that b*****d," Toraka demanded after putting up a blocking spell to make sure no one heard. "I would appreciate it if you did not talk about him that way," he said. "Oh screw you Jaleil I can talk about him anyway I want. Now what does he want." "He said that he wants you back." Toraka bared her teeth at the man. "Tell him that when the time comes I will kill him." she said before she disappeared and reappeared in a room. She collapsed on a bed and passed out from exhaustion. He wants me back.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 7:56 am
"I..am going to be..out and about." Herana sighed. At least she had made it to a town...even if it is this backwater empty thing. Man...why couldnt it be a bussling town?!, she thought angrilly.
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