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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 10:45 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 10:48 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 10:51 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 1:19 pm
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"Shinobu..." Izumo sighed her name almost breathlessly. He did his best to calm her, to comfort her. It was absolute confusion, absolute... insanity. What was causing Shinobu to act in such an erratic matter, he could not fathom. Moments earlier, she'd been soft asleep, simply happy to be back, to be safe... and now this. She looked to be in a panic. Something was happening, just as before, and she had no control over it.
"Shinobu," he started again, "Please, I --" His response was cut short. Shinobu pushed away from him; Izumo did not resist.
"Shinobu, please, let me help. I want to help you, but I don't know what's going on..." Izumo hoped his somewhat passive plea was answered by Shinobu; she ha endured enough already, and he sought only to let her be free from such torment.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 1:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 4:12 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 6:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 6:45 pm
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Shinobu kept flinching at every noise, she was completely on edge, but when she heard Izumo's kind words, she felt somewhat more at ease. Still, she couldn't hlep this feeling of , she was in a trapped situation, and knew that time was thin. She'd have to hurry her best.
She turned her face upwards to Izumo's for a moment, beads of sweat dotting her forhead and neck, tears swelling up in her eyes, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I need help... please... I need..."
Her eyes darted up and down the hallway, and her heart sank at the absence of any sign of Nia,or the rabbit doll she so needed.
"Izumo, please." she said with a worried squeak in her voice. "Do you know where nia is, or where her room is? Please..."
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Not too far away, Melroa, lying crumpled on a hard stone floor, felt sorer than she'd ever before. As she lay there for a moment, feeling slightly nauscious, she zoned back to the fight she felt as though she'd been having just second before with those horrible Immortal Thieves.
She growled slightly as she absentmindly reched for her rabbit doll. When her hand missed and got nothing more than air, she was instatly alerted and jumped to her feet, searching furiously for the toy.
"Oh no, those thieves, they've taken my doll! Not my doll... no..." she began to mourn when she suddenly clued into her surroundings.
Ahead of her was a willow tree, majestic and large with itr's silvery green branched shimmering in the wind and dancing on the surface of a purple lagoon below it. Next to that tree were some blue rose bushes, a rare breed in the least, and a stoney path leading to where she lay on the deck.
Melora jumped.
Where was she?
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 8:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 9:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:14 am
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