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 Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:15 am
*Nana lets go of the curtain, and steps back. She turns to face the piano, and runs her hand lightly across its surface as she walks around the side of it*
Hnn...
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:17 am
Lan closed his eyes, and lost his sight to darkness. But losing one sense only made his other's stronger, one such sense was his ability to sense deception and trickery. He drew a deep breath and held it, halting his sense of smell, and only further enhancing his ability to sense deception. He didn't trust Mastema, obviously he was worried about something attacking his citadel, or else he would never ask of such a task of Lan. If he was truely as confident in his soldiers, as he said he was, then asking Lan for assistance would damage his pride. Lan would not give his answer until he found out of Mastema was decieveing him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:20 am
*True. Mastema had used deception in the past. But he'd often made deals as well. Mastema's mind and motives were very well kept. It was obvious he had spent a long time focusing on his mental ability. As for now it seemed Mastema was telling the truth.... but he was being strict. If Lan broke either of the two conditions then Lan would be caught in the middle of Mastema's stronghold.... a place few would live to tell of if they betrayed him*
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:29 am
"I agree to remain where my peace lies, but I will not agree to defend the entirety of this vile place. I will defend the innocent one and what ever the being desires. If you are so sure of your soldier's strength then you should have no problem with those conditions."
True Lan had nothing to barder with, but he still dislike the idea of defending a place of twisted evil. Lan's body cringed as a small trickle of blood ran down the side of his lip, and down his noise and ear, all on the left side. Nal was locked in combat with something, and Lan was feeling the effects. It would have been apparent if Lan's shirt was off, because large bruises were already forming across his mid section.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:33 am
*chuckles* Well that innocent one you speak of would like this citadel as a whole to be protected.... so I suppose there's really no problem. Well then. Fine, you protect that innocent one and whatever else she desires protected, and you will keep away from what I prohibit. For now that is only the western section of the citadel. *He extends his hand with a rather demonic grin* Agree to these conditions and your place is yours.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:34 am
*Nana's right hand runs across the key cover of the piano for a moment, before gently picking up the teddy bear she'd placed there some time ago. The teddy bear turns in Nana's hand as she brings it to her middle. For some reason stray thoughts started darting through her head, when she was thinking about the peace the man outside the citadel walls wanted*
. . .
*It wasn't long before Nana headed towards the door of the room. She realized she hadn't written in her journal since the wedding day. Nana would find her way to level 77 soon enough to post a short entry, and then return after that*
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:37 am
"Agreed..."
Lan didn't shake Mastema's hand...part because his right arm was missing and his left was already full, holding Ka'lana, and part because touching the creature would probably make him sick to his stomach.
"If you'll excuse me...something troubles me."
A large purple bruise began to form on Lan's forehead as he turned to slowly walk away. He was going to help Nal, he was tired of that idiot getting into fights that he was going to feel later.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:43 am
*Nana goes down one level, then takes the elevator the rest of the way. Soon enough she's back in her old room and typing away. If there was a console for her to use in her new room, she hadn't spotted it, and she obviously couldn't sit down. Not for the moment anyways. The teddy bear sits on the console nearby*
*Sounds of typing fingers*
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:43 am
*He chuckles* Very well.... *He smirks as Lan walks off but vanishes back to the top of the tower. Slayer vanishes also*
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 2:20 am
*Nana moves back from the fromiliar console, stands, then pushes the chair back to it's original place. One of Nana's hands moves over the smooth surface of the console as it did when she was at the piano. Something was on her mind, but how important was it to her? Nana shakes it from her mind then lifts the teddy bear to her once again, before taking one last look around her old room. A moment passes, and then she's right out the door again. Something had once again gripped her mind while she stood staring. She enters the elevator again, then rides it down to level 67*
. . .
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 2:42 am
*Nana steps from the elevator and into the cafeteria. She seemed to be a little hungry, for something sweet. A few moment of looking over what selection there was, and Nana settles on an apple danish*
^^
*Nana takes a bite then takes it with her, as she enters the elevator again. She'd finish it before reaching level 99*
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 2:45 am
Hmm..... *Mastema was aware that Nana was away. In that time he'd donned his original outfit once more. He still had on Thanatos's gloves* Much better.....
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 2:48 am
Lan's hulking figure slowly rose from the earth. He was standing in what was called the Memory. His body suddenly went slump as he began to walk. He was so close...his body was weary, and he wanted nothing more then to collasp and just rest. So close, but he continued onwards.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 3:04 am
Closer and closer, Lan could feel the soothing feeling of peace at last. It was in one of the buildings.
"Damn...where is it?!"
He was too close to use his senses on it, so he was going to have to check every building on the block. He began to grow weaker and weaker as he got closer and closer to the spot. In one door, then out to the streets, then into another door. He continued this trek for several minutes before finding a damaged house.
((Correct me if I'm wrong in what I say))
One side of the wall was blown out, and it looked like something was dragged out of it. The building looked like it was struck by a tornado...or one of Xol's black holes. Entering the center of the room Lan lost all will to continue and fell. His hulking might shook the entire house as his body went limp. Drawing a deep breath he closed his eyes and soon he finally felt sleep. Real sleep! Not forcely slumber, but sleep. Dreams would come to him, and he would finally rest his body! Nothing would disturb him! He would sleep...and sleep...and sleep! Rolling onto his side, facing away from the door, he smiled and let himself be dragged into sleep. Whether it was sleep, or unconsioucness brought on from lack of blood was hard to tell, apparently during Nal and 23's little fight, Nal had taken a close range shot to the stomach, and the wound transfered over to Lan. Slowly blood began to pool under him, but he didn't care. He was finally going to be able to sleep!!
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 3:38 am
*Nana pops the last bit of danish in her mouth before exiting the elevator, and heading towards the bedroom doors. Nana shifts the teddy bear over into her left arm, letting her right hand fall upon the handle to open the door. Once in the room, Nana closes the door again with her right hand then takes the teddy bear again, and wanders over to the piano, placing the stuffed thing where it was before. A minute later water could be heard, Nana was washing her hands in the joint bathroom. The danish had icing so it made her left hand, the one she was eating with, a tad glazed*
^^;
Ah, much better.
*The sound of water stops, as Nana turns the tap clsoed, then finds something to dry her hands*
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