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 Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 4:59 pm
((Sweet Creator! You've been busy, Alena. You know.. Knowing that you are both Alena and Vancelle, that's a bad case of split personality disorder you have there. Have you considered getting psychological help? blaugh Just kidding. fun posts! Now if I could get COTM to post.. Maybe I could continue with my inanities...))
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 6:49 pm
((You think that is split personality? I have eight other avatars, seven of which are all in the same guild elsewhere and three of which I have role played all at once. Well more than three, but they were at different times. So yeah...Heh...I tend to rp between my two main ones all the time. And currently they are merged with eachother...not to mention my main avatar has his dead ancestor in his head to bother him all the time...heh...))
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ChildOfTheMoon Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 7:05 pm
Clarissa saw a bright dot of light flare up beside her. She knew it was Yurins before she even saw it fully.
Thank the light! She said or maybe thought she wasn't positive about that.
She stepped into the dream not caring of the dangers. She had to reach him. She saw Yurin and walked over.
((This is crappy even for me but I have to go to sleep and my language skills suck when I'm this tired.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 6:13 am
Hawk was standing on a corner minding his duties. Suddenly something happened at the corner of the room, Clarissa the amyrlin lay down on the grass. She must be really tired he sighed. They must be all tired. There are some better place to rest than here. He walk over to Merc and discuss weither its better to take the sleeping amyrlin to her quarters. After recieving her permission to do so, Hawk conclude that they wont need to walk all the way up to the amyrlins quarters so he enter the void and seized saidin. He weave the thread of a gateway and cut a hole that leads to the amyrlins quarters. He carried the seemingly sleeping amyrlin on his arms. He seized more from the source as he enveloped himself and the group in a shield which will counter any wards that the amyrlin have set in her quarters.
He walk inside the gateway and find the room more suitable to rest than the grove below. He felt something attack the shield that he have on him, but it was gone in an instant. Whatever it was it must be a ward that will let Clarissa know if someone entered her domain without her knowing. Merc and the other aes sedai sense it as well. A tingling on his forearms tells him that one of them are using the one power. Hawk hold the gateway open as the last of the group entered the hole then he let it go and it starts to close slowly. Hawk still carrying the amyrlin walk to a long couch and sat her there, he took off his mantle and lay it on her. He let go off the shield when its determined that the ward is gone. The two remaining aes sedais are sitting on another couch not far away from where the amyrlin lays.
He stand by the door and lean his back on the wall watching the room.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 7:21 am
((Aww, the split personality is not that bad. We have wonderful conversations and creativity is always high. blaugh No, I really don't have a split personality, but I got bored and no one was on the other board I'm a member on. So, I just rped those two.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 4:52 pm
ChildOfTheMoon Clarissa saw a bright dot of light flare up beside her. She knew it was Yurins before she even saw it fully.Thank the light! She said or maybe thought she wasn't positive about that. She stepped into the dream not caring of the dangers. She had to reach him. She saw Yurin and walked over.((This is crappy even for me but I have to go to sleep and my language skills suck when I'm this tired.))
((Is okay, mine do, too, when I'm tired. blaugh ))
Throwing a pickle at a Trolloc, it suddenly smacked into the head of his Aes Sedai, about to be rundown by Shadowspawn. He immediately went into Warder mode, drawing his toy blade and trying to hold his decency up with his free hand, he charged them to keep his Clarissa safe. As he attacked them, they all turned and screamed in fear as he became a Warder on horseback, enormous sword that he shouldn't have been able to hold in one hand, it was almost as long as the destrier he rode, the sounds of the Fades screaming was grating on the nerves and he suddenly demolished them all with saidin. Looks down at Clarissa who is wearing a white dress, beautifully cut, embroidered with firedrops and lace, her hair is up in a perfect do and she holds her hand up to her knightly Warder who had jus saved her life, they began riding off into the sunset..
((That's what you get for hopping into the dreams of someone that isn't a Dreamer.. rofl ))
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ChildOfTheMoon Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 8:42 am
((Yes but maybe our bond could help.))
Clarissa mentally kicks herself upon realising in her hurry to save Yurin she had taken no precautions and simply jumped into his dream. She feels herself sinking into the dream and scrambles to keep hold of her real self. She has an idea and begins using the dual bond to make him realize whats going on.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 12:46 pm
Skiiy nods to Kakashi, hoping the man truly can take care of the job. "Just don't do anything rash, like promoting all of the trainees to full Warders or something dumb like that, you're still in training yourself after all. I'm off then, take care of yourself." Skiiy heads to his room and picks up his pre-prepared traveling pack, which he always kept ready under his bed in case he needed to go somewhere like this. It had a couple of changes of clothes in it, and that was about it, other than a couple of other items, such as spare weapons and such. He didn't have much clothes to bring, since he had a way to clean them with his powers, but wearing the same thing every day could get boring.
After grabbing his pack, he heads back up to the tower and to the kitchen, and begins packing plenty of longer lasting foods, like reserves, biscuits, and salted meats, things that would last for a while, just in case they couldn't find anything. He also packs plenty of liquids, mostly water, but a little wine, just in case he found himself wanting a drink, though he doubted he would. After adding all of this to his pack, he heads back to his Katerine's room, finding it quickly, for he had already memorized the way there on instinct. He sits down against the door, knocking on it softly in case she wasn't busy and waiting on him, but not wanting to disturb her if she was busy.
((Sorry, been camping, and Gaia's been sucking...))
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 1:29 pm
Katerine only slept a few hours. She was too excited to sleep much longer than she had, but she felt rested and that's all that mattered. Rising from the bed, she changed into a dark blue dress that was divided for riding. Normally she wore breeches and a shirt, but Katerine would wait to change into that later.
Instead of leaving her hair loose, she took the time to braid it and then pin it up. Having hair on her neck while traveling always seemed to bug her. Taking a quick glance in the mirror, Katerine gave a smile and put the charms and bells in her hair. It may have been years since she was in Arafel, but having the small silver bells of her culture would never go away.
Katerine moved from her bedroom into the sitting room. The fire had died down and one of the servants had banked the coals. Taking a sheet of paper, she began to write a note to the servants telling of her absence. Just as she was finishing with the note, there was a slight knock at the door. Katerine instantly knew it was Skiiy and glided over to the door. Opening it with a smile, she beckoned him to come in.
"That was quick. You really were a good choice for a warder for me. I'm always doing this kind of stuff on the shortest of notice it seems."
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 1:43 pm
"Sorry I took so long, had to do that replacement thing. But I tried to be quick, I'm here to serve you m'lady." Skiiy accepts her invitation into her room and takes a seat at the back. It was a nice room, but it was to be expected that Aes Sedai rooms are nicer than those of warders, for warders don't really need good rooms, since they have to do so much physical training and traveling anyways. He takes a seat on the ground near the back, since sitting on the floor was just as comfortable to him as taking a seat in a chair. "I've packed all my stuff, we can leave whenever yer ready boss."
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 2:06 pm
"Well that is good. I just have to write another letter and then we can leave."
Katerine shut the door and walked back over to the writing desk. The servant's letter was still there and she set it on the mantel where she normally left such notes. She sometimes wondered if the servants even needed to read those notes now. A thoughtful smile grew on her lips at such an idea and she quickly began to write the next letter.
This letter was for Vancelle. Before leaving the Tower at any time, Katerine wrote a letter to Vancelle that she left on the desk. Vancelle knew that if news of Katerine's death was to arrive, that she was supposed to read the letters that were left. Normally they explained where Katerine was and what to do with her things. Sometimes having to write these letters bothered her, but it was barely a passing glance this time. The letter was quickly written and sealed. Katerine left the letter on the middle of the desk and turned to face Skiiy.
"Well, I'm all ready. I just need to grab my saddlebags and we can go."
Katerine headed toward the door and picked up her saddlebags that were near the door. She put them over her shoulder and walked out of the room. Everything was quiet in the Blue Ajah's Quarters and she moved silently so as not to disturb anyone. It wasn't long before they were down by the stables and Katerine went searching for Releran. When she found the beautiful chestnut, Katerine put her saddlebags down and saddled the horse before putting the bags on. As she worked with Releran, Katerine addressed Skiiy.
"Do you have a horse? If you do not, I can get you one."
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 2:22 pm
"Well, to be honest, I don't have a horse. I honestly just used to run...that usually worked where I'm from, but I'm just not that fast here. I could always take a back seat on your horse, but we'd probably be better off with two. You can go ahead and set me one up."
Skiiy didn't want to be a burden usually, but he was beginning to accept the fact that he'd have to use a horse here. He hadn't wanted to straight out say to her that in the old world he'd flew. He didn't need to bother her with details of his pass, like the fact that he'd been created, not born, or that the only reason that he was now human was because the DNA that had caused his existence didn't exist in this world. He found it was easier to just act like a normal human and live that way here.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 2:38 pm
As he was riding off toward some distant destination with his enormous blade in hand and his loving Aes Sedai at his back, Mog felt a niggling in the back of his mind. This wasn't right.. There was something wrong with everything. Was Clarissa in trouble? Glancing over his shoulder at her head as her cheek was pressed into his back he couldn't see anything wrong, but he felt.. something. The bond. It was the bond but why..? Looking out at the perfect sunset, he wondered how he had gotten there, and why he had been using pickles as projectiles..
This was a dream. The realization hit him like a mace in the back of the head. He was in the dungeon at Shayol Ghul, Clarissa entered his dreams to help him. Suddenly they were standing on the landscape, his destrier had vanished and the Amyrlin was clothed, once more, in her typical attire, he was dressed as a true Warder, his Asha'man uniform, for once, gone. Replaced with the highest quality forest green jerkin and matching clothing, a Warder's cloak adorning his shoulders and as the wind blew lightly, making parts of him vanish.
Unsure, he spoke. "Clarissa? Is that you? What are you doing here?
As he awaited her response, he looked for a sheathe to place his enormous blade in, laughing afterward, as there was not like to be a sheathe that he could wear on his person that would accomodate such. Drawing that conclusion, he slid it into the ground between them and awaited her response.
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