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 Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 2:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 6:56 pm
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Arcoiris entered her Espada's room. "Dakota-sama," She said, bowing her head slightly. The Dark warrior did not feel awkward to do this. She had chosen the path of a Fraccion, not the path truly meant for her. What Arcoiris did feel was a nagging sense of anxiety. Would Dakota-sama be able to detect the change within her? Would he notice that she was weakened? Arcoiris would have to wait and see.
Meanwhile, this was officially the first time she had seen her Espada. Arcoiris was interested in how he looked like, and his personality. She hoped he wouldn't be lazy. If he was a slacker, then he would not give her much to do. That equaled boredom, her greatest adversary yet. Not even Vox, the Light Warrior and her eternal rival, was a match to boredom. She looked up at him, expecting some sort of conversation from him.
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