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 Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:21 pm
Myraku, shocked at first, threw Da-Ku a death glare.
"Oh, forget it. I'm going back to where I left my clothes behind. I really don't need to keep running into you," she growled, then flew off, but not before slapping Da-Ku and ripping the clothes to shreds.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:49 pm
"Well sorry!" He shouted after her
"Where were we?" He turned and smiled
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 2:42 pm
Myraku flew at her fastest speed, and finally found the place where she had first encountered Benny and Da-Ku. She was relieved to find that her clothes were still there. She quickly slipped them on, then ran in the opposite direction.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 9:28 pm
Layka's mind switched back into competition mode and she eyed him again. "I was leaving..." she said, throwing a dagger at a tentacle that was about to creep around Da-ku's neck. She pulled it back out and ran past him as others began squirming towards him. She didn't like being so un-sportsmanlike, but this was a competition.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 12:24 am
Da-ku clicked his vingers and the tentacles turned into plush toys and he ran after her
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 2:47 pm
"Honestly? Plush toys?" she thought to herself as she kept running, darting down one of the narrower paths.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 6:20 pm
(( awww, plush toys...... someone's getting a bit soft. wink ))
Myraku ran faster and faster, eventually almost becoming a black-and-white striped blur. She kept running until she saw a glimpse of a figure running in front of her, headed her way. The figure was a person..... a girl..... with many daggers in her possession. Myraku didn't have time to figure out who it was, however, because they immediately collided. Myraku flew backwards into a Labyrinth wall. However, she immediately sat up, rubbing her aching head, and attempted to get a good look at whoever she had just run into so suddenly.
"..... LAYKA?!?!" she shouted, almost too loudly.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 4:30 am
[I've always been soft]
I sighed and sat down for abit... bored...
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 3:33 pm
((Ohhhhh, Laykaaaaa~ where arrrrrrrre youuuuu~?))
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 8:35 pm
(( oops sorry guys speaking of that, where's beeny got to??? ))
Layka hit the opposite wall hard, her eyes blurring with the impact. One of the daggers in her hands had dug itself into her leg and she carefully wrenched it out, ignoring the blood spurting out. "What?!" she said, angrily, then closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. No need to make unnessecary enemies. "What?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 10:56 pm
I sensed blood trickling across the floor and used it as a beacon, turning into mist and drifting towards it. When I found Layka I healed her wound and floated in the background
[I havent a clue, He's always on his phones msn rather than his PC's]
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 8:24 pm
Layka pulled her leg away from Da-ku and shot him an annoyed glare.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 11:08 pm
I projected my speech directly into her mind. "Sorry, only trying to aid a friend" trying to sound desperate, I even sighed
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:27 am
(Sorry.. I had no internet and I'm dealing with so much s**t in RL =/ ..)
All of a sudden Benny lost trace of Da-Ku, he must have moved further on. I pondered and decided to get my stuff to where he was and investigate.
"Plushies? ..WTF?"
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Benny-Dragonheart Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 7:29 pm
(( welcome back, Benny. biggrin ))
Myraku shook her head around, as if to try to get her thoughts in the right place.
When she spotted Da-Ku out of the corner of the scene, floating quietly, she grit her teeth.
"Great. It's the pervert....." she muttered under her breath, but loud enough for him to hear.
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