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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2005 7:47 pm
*Back in the room, the armor still lay neglected...alone. Where as back in the peace, Nana had made up her mind*
o__o
Birds...!
*A simple answer... but what was the question? Nana turns to leave the peace, and sooner or later would find herself staring out of the barrier. She places her hand upon it, never really coming out so far from the citadel before. Nana could see things outside the barrier, like bushes, rocks, the long grass. She presses her hand on the barreir, which would probably, like the rest no let her leave*
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2005 7:50 pm
*The barrier, actually, would let Nana leave, since it knew who she was. Back in the tower, Mastema turns his head to the window* What?.... Is she trying to leave the citadel now?
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2005 7:56 pm
*Indeed she was trying to leave, and with the opening of the barrier it was that much easier. Nana blinks at the opening in the barrier and walks through, not even looking back. After about 100 feet, she can see tree tops in the far distance to the west. Nana wouldn't think much of it until a bird catches her eye, and she starts to follow intently*
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2005 8:00 pm
*Mastema was completely caught off guard by Nana's sudden urge to leave the citadel* Definitely not herself.... hmph.... *Mastema keeps a close watch on Nana with his telepathy. At the first sign of trouble, he was getting her back here no matter what*
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2005 8:05 pm
*Nana's mind would seem completely cut off, to anyone who tried to read it. It was a surprise that Mastema hadn't noticed sooner but even Nana's aura seemed erratic. In fact since the moment she awoke, nothing seemed right at all*
^o^ Come back little bird~
*Nana continues to follow the flittery thing, but where would it lead her?*
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2005 8:06 pm
*Mastema considered sending out one of his associates to guard her, but that would allow anyone to associate Nana with himself. That's what he didn't want. For now, he remained ready to leave on a moment's notice*
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 11:06 pm
*The portal opens from the dojo gardens and Nana topples threw. She sits up and looks into the mirror like barrier. It wasn't quite where she had hoped to go, but it was captivating*
o.o Pretty...
*Nana stands, and moves towards the barrier trying to touch it. She had a slight limp now, must have fallen to harshly. In fact she'd fallen over and been dropped several times that day. Her balance must have been off aswell*
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 11:09 pm
Sho: *He returns some time later, away from Nana*
At last..... *Mastema knows that nana is back and heading towards the citadel. He vanishes to go meet her within the citadel*
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 11:11 pm
::Tyrsais appears on top of the building he had been renovating to make into his lair. However he was nearly defeated. Blood poured freely from his wounds over the rocks from which he had wished to make a waterfall slowly trickling down, and streaking down the building's face. He laid the lust for blood overcoming him, but with his last breath he managed a loud roar for aid::
SLAYER!
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 11:14 pm
Slayer: Hmm? *He quirked his eye brow from his place in the north tower* My my what has he done this time. *He throws his cape in front of him and walked into it, porting him elsewhere in the citadel. He steps out also on top of the building Tyr had claimed* You called, sir Himura?
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 11:17 pm
::His broken body lay strewn out upon the cold rocks. Numerous bullet wounds, and injuries from a sword riddled his body. The sword at his side glew with more power then normal. It wasnt trying to save its master by healing him, it would take him over so as to feed. His condition was obviously poor at the best to anyone looking at him, but something warped, and sinister could be felt creeping into control of his body. He twitched for a moment until he rolled over on his back his eyes completly open their color was chaning to that of deep crimson flames. In fact they appeared filled with such.::
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 11:23 pm
*Nana's fingers touch the barrier, it seemed as chilled as she was. Nana's hand easily passes through. It all seemed strange to her, but now curiosity had gotten the better of her. The barrier seemed a little like water, so she takes a deep breath before trying to pass through. Once inside her eyes dart this way and that. There was everything she'd left earlier on that morning*
o.o Oooh...so this is where...
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 11:28 pm
Slayer: *He takes a hasty moment to look over Tyr* My word, who have you been fighting? *He casts a glance to the sword* Hmm... *He turns back to Tyr* You need to feed before we can get to any more healing. *Slayer rolls back his left sleeve and uses his right hand to quickly slash his forearm's underside. He holds the forearm over Tyr's mouth and lets the rapid dripping sink between his lips, hoping that his ancient vampiric blood would restore him to health at least for now*
*Mastema fades in near the citadel barrier and near Nana. He was to her side* Welcome back, Nana. I do not suppose you are feeling better?
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 11:36 pm
::His body lunges up in response latching onto Slayer. His fangs sink deeply into Slayers arm before he lets go after a moment. Carnage looks glows for a moment, and Tyrsais looks around standing up as if nothing had happened. His wounds still bleed however he looks towards the direction of Nana.::
Well... the appetizer is over with time to get on to the meal what do you say old boy? Heh... Vampire's are a rare breed just like me... feeding to stay alive. Dont you feel the urge to drain all of her blood? She was an agent of he whom damns us all.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 11:39 pm
*he walks up, seemingly from no where. he hods his starute erect, with his hands at his sides and his head hung low, wi thhis gaze to the ground. he carries a small sword, shethed on his back right at his shoulder blades*
Konichiwa
*he says, as he gazes at the strangers through his bangs. his bangs seem to covre his right aeye almsot entirely, but at least some of his left is visible, partially revealing a cold grey eye*
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