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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 2:45 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 2:57 am
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 6:00 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 7:01 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 7:20 pm
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Oburos was flying around, scouting for Mortal activity when suddenly the wind brought up a strange scent to his nose and he covered it, frowning. It smelled like . . . death that was both Mortal and Immortal at the same time. A battleground? he thought, but the more he looked, the more he didn't find anything. "Odd . . ." he murmured and landed, hoping to find more from the earth than he could from the air. Once he touched the ground, it practically screamed at him of the horrors that were going on, that Mortals were committing. His eyes flashed at the fury he felt, but his curiosity was through the proverbial roof as well. Following the tracks that were in the earth and wind he found the Mortal experimental station that would have been well hidden from other Mortals but not from any self-respecting Immortal.
With very little effort, the lavender-haired fae broke into the facility, using his powers to hide just in time as humans walked around. He wanted to know what was going on before he tried anything. And he kept hearing something about a test subject . . . he wanted to find this test subject.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 7:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 7:53 pm
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Oburos saw two people come out of a room, locking it behind them. That was suspicious. Once they were gone, he used his powers to unlock the door, and opened it, looking in, eyes widening when he saw the figure lying shackled to the floor. He bent down beside her, looking at the girl curiously. "Now why would they . . .?" he murmured, trailing off, looking back at the door and around. "Hm." he murmured and then with a wave of his hand, unlocked the shackles from the girl. "Right, you're coming with me." he said, picking up the girl and slinging her over his shoulder. He'd heal her when he wasn't in enemy territory.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 8:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 8:28 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 8:39 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 8:52 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 8:58 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 9:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 9:12 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 2:45 pm
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