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 Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 11:40 pm
*KB growls loudly as he puts up his hands.He forms a makeshift shiled,made to deflect beams rather then take the hit.He knew it wouldn't hold very long.As he held it up he looked for a way out.A thought occured to him.His body flashed and became translucent.His entire body seemed to be of some sort of gel,as were his clothes.He was now blueish green.With his new form he jumped back into the wall and vanished.He was actually in the wall,but moved to the ground and quickly away.*
((Sorry,Gotta go..Seeya.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 11:44 pm
*The bots, seeing that K was moving away with no way for them to pursue him, stand down and return their weapons to their places. The form a line and walk back toward their storing place. The floating bot flies off, it would later inform Mas of the damage*
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 11:54 pm
*Nana was a little in shock, being caught mid-fall*
o///o
Uuuahh... y-yes....
*The way Mastema currently was in his crouch, his line of vision would have come to about Nana's chest*
o///o;;
. . .
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 11:57 pm
*Mastema straightens himself, not really bothered by Nana's blushing* good....My apologies.... I was un aware that such obstructions were present. *He slowly stands, keeping his arm around her back but moving the other arm to help her up by her hand*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:01 am
v///v;;
It's... not your fault.
*Soon enough she's righted herself, though now it looked as if they were in an embrace*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:05 am
*He keeps his hand holding onto hers lightly, until she wanted to pull it away. Otherwise, Mastema keeps his arm around her lower back, not seeing anything wrong with that. He looks back where they came from, seeing the large chunk taken out of the side walk* Hmm... I'll have to have the roads repaired.... would not want that to happen again. *He turns back to her, waiting for her next action*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:12 am
*Her next actiong being practicaly nothing at all. She didn't want to move at all. The bear lay beside the two, right beside their feet*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:16 am
*He chuckles silently, seeing that the girl was in a rather undecisive state. He gently lets go of her hand and points his open palm at the bear. A moment after, it lifts off the ground slowly and makes its way to Mas's hand. He lets the thing sit in his hand, holding it at about Nana's stomach level, inadvertedly making his armseven more wraped around her*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:29 am
*It would seem quite the sceen to any spectators. Luckily there were none. Nana looks up, causing her to lean slightly*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:33 am
Hm? *Mas moves one foot back an inch or so to give him more balance. Both of his hands contact, making his embrace complete accidentally* Nana... are you sure you're feeling all right? *The stuffed animal nearly slips out of his grasp*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:43 am
*She seemed a little stary eyed, hanging on every word. She's still leaning, if not a little more*
Yes... I'm, quite all right.
*Her tone seemed a little bit different*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:48 am
*Mastema is mostly unsure of what to say now. It's obvious Nana didn't want to move, nor did he have any reason to go anywhere. So, He keeps his arms around her in a relaxed fashion, wrist over wrist by her hip. He keeps hold on the stuffed animal while looking serenely over the street*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:59 am
*Nana's eyes close, her bangs rubbing lightly on his jacket*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 1:03 am
*mastema remains silent, but, knowing that Nana's eyes are now closed, he turns his gaze downward. Still not seeing any benefit in questioning her, he keeps watch on her*
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 1:12 am
*Nana's head is turned so that the right side of it, is facing Mastema. The left, faces the street, and the night air. Nana has remembered something Mastema had told her before coming to the citadel. Her face presses into the jacket and whatever shirt was there. Her arms too where linked together, though inside the jacket-coat at about the same place they would be on her; the back, above the hips*
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