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 Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 8:29 pm
((dum dee dum dee dumm...))
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:39 pm
((I won't be here on Saturday! Busch Gardens ftw!))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:45 pm
((And I believe you might have been working on a post before you got distracted by Sharpies?))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:59 pm
((hehe I was before I started smoking earlier haha))
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 10:09 am
Sly turned abruptly on Night, lifting the younger man by the collar, his face a mask of contorted fury and despair. "Don't you think I know that?!" He demanded, shaking the other man and lifting him off his feet. "Don't you think I saw what I did to her? What she did to try and please me? Could you understand...Could you possibly understand how it was to have to push her away? She was my favorite...Damn it, she was my favorite before she came into her magic!" Losing himself for a moment, forgetting he was supposed to be the epitome of self control, Sly gave Night another fierce shake, his teeth gritting together as images flashed through his mind, transfering into Night's head, a bit of magic Sly used without really meaning to.
Danni, or little Izzy, as she'd been then, a newborn baby, already with a full head of dark hair, eyes bright and wondering as she stared up at her father's beaming face. Months old, reaching out to him, 'Da-Da' sliding through her lips for the first time. The first steps she took, heading towards him, falling back on her butt after two steps but blinking and then smiling at him, a giggle passing through her lips. Up in the high chair, naked but for a diaper, her smooth baby skin covered in chocolate frosting, the remnants of a piece of Ambrose's birthday cake on her tray, her laugh sweet as a lullaby as she flung a mushed up piece of cake at him.
Danni, her feet finally under her, hurrying over to her father's chair, crawling up into his lap just to cuddle. Just one year old, barefoot and dressed in overalls, one of the straps sliding down her arm, her thick dark hair tied back in pigtails with the ribbons he'd given her, her arms raised up to him. Danni laughing as he swung her up onto his shoulders, her slender arms wrapping so trustingly around his neck as she pressed a wet baby kiss to his cheek. Splashing in the bathtub, offering him the rubber duck that they'd called Quackers.
Danni, curled up in her crib, thumb in her mouth as she clutched the stuffed bear he'd given her. Danni in his lap, looking eagerly at the picture book he'd brought her. Danni, ignoring the Christmas present she'd just torn open and opting to crawl into the box instead, her head popping up covered in tinsel as she grinned at him. Danni singing the best she could the nursery rhyme he'd taught her as they walked, hand in hand, along the shore of the island. Danni, marveling at the orbs of light he summoned from nowhere. Danni clinging to him during a thunderstorm, her little body full of fright but trusting him to keep her safe. Danni, three years old, presenting him with a mud pie.
He was watching Danni outside the window as she jumped in puddles, her laughter natural and easy. Danni, climbing on his chest on father's day before dawn, holding out a half eaten slice of toast. He was holding her close, she was standing on his feet as they danced in the living room to a waltz he hummed. Danni, the morning of her fourth birthday, so proud in her pretty dress, so happy as he twirled her around...
But that was it for the memories, no more after her fourth birthday, and he released Night with a start, running a hand down his face. "She was mine..." He murmured, then turned and followed after Cook, shaking his head to clear away the images.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 1:10 pm
I dark grin spread across Night's face as he finally got the reaction he wanted. "Even tho that was a accident I'm glad you've actually proven that you loved her." He straightened his shirt out brushing off his sleeves. "Now that I'm done making you feel like crap let's talk about something abit more important ...like ... Danni for instance." He cracked his knuckles ignoring the fact she was dead.
"I'm assuming that there is no Chance the Ancients would risk such a valuable soul to something like death." He balled his hand into a fist opening it to reveal a quickly growing purple sphere. It grew too the size of a beach ball before clearing up into a series of still frame images showing Danni's dreams of the prophecies.
"As you can see she is pretty well Screwed at the end of every trail," Night said flatly as the picture switched to the one of Danni and Satan dead on the cross of light. "They have way to much riding on her so I'm going to assume the have her ... or at least her soul somewhere between us and them... following me so far?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 9:57 am
Sly turned to face Night when he spoke, looked in horror at the pictures he was shown. Had those images been going through her head when she'd jumped, he wondered? Had she merely tried to escape the inevitable? As he tuned into what Night was saying, his eyes widened, and hecast a glance at the quickly retreating Cook, who'd almost reached the shack by now.
"So you say they may be hiding her soul somewhere. I'm not...familiar wit hthe ways of the dark magic rulers...I haven't wanted to be. I'm afraid you'll have to explain about these...Ancients." He said, struggling to comprehend what Night was saying.
His daughter was dead, he could still see the body as Cook took it away. Even if her soul hadn't been lost yet, the fact didn't change that she was still dead now. So what, he thought, did it really matter?
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 2:15 pm
Night rubbed his eyes, "Alright personally Danni didn't give me much too run on either, But the fact remains Once the body dies the soul of stronger peoples like me, you, or Danni are usually able to bind themselves to this world ... IF! They don't have a stronger will influencing them ... She's no where around here I can tell you that." He sighed trying to remember any details she gave him.
"As I know it the ancients would be the only one too know where Danni Is ... And the only one who know where the ancients are are their followers, whom are mostly demon in the netherworld ... and ... their... enemies." A wicked grin spread across his face again. "Yes their enemies would know ... and the lapdogs would know the scent."
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 1:19 pm
Sly felt his mind beginning to clear, and he raised his eyes, which narrowed as he went back to the year before, the last time he'd been to the school. "Those demons who tried to kill my baby girl. Her soul had to be grabbed and put back into her body. Ambrose told me about it. Those three?" He demanded, already looking out towards teh dark forest.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 5:05 pm
Night nodded, "dame your good Ambrose and his two followers, They'll be able to help us find her." He flicked his hair out of the way following sly's eyes towards the forest as well. "They're already honed into Danni's scent ... and if they Can't tell us where SHE is they can tell us where the ancients are."
He stared at the dark forest for a long moment, lost in thought and planning. He would occasionally mumble to himself, this went on only a few moments before he looked too sly. "It's a long shot but not impossible." He chuckled as his hand began to be encased in a black steel like substance that crawled up his arm until it reached his elbow. The steel molded itself around his arm until it look like nothing more then a glove.
"I hope your ready for a fight ... Danni was been pissing them off quite a bit this year." His wicked grin stayed. The glove Growing long dagger like nails from the fingertips.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 6:20 pm
At Night's comment about Danni pissing off Arzol, Gambit, and Dunstall, Sly rolled his eyes, flexing his fingers. "Yeah...she's good at that." He murmured, remembered how she'd sharpened her wit and her skill at insulting someone with he and Eleanor.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 9:51 pm
((You know, I loved the idea of Lin becoming a student of Dymetri's but I'm thinking about somehow getting Lin back to her home so that I can at least post with Mitsuki again and get back into the story. lol. But I don't know how to do that just all of a sudden.))
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 5:32 pm
((Alright, I checked with Lizz, and she said it was fine for me to have Lin go back to the Elven forest instead of me waiting for a post from ImmE. It will be morning when she gets there since her home is on the East part of the planet while MFHS is on the Western half. The Eastern section is ahead of the West in time, so it's morning. That's how I'm going to post. Lizz said that was fine. smile ))
Lin now found herself walking back along the magical path up in the treetops of her forest home. She had spent time with Dymetri for awhile, going to his class disguised as a new student. But once it turned to around midnight at MFHS, she knew it would be morning soon at her home and she was going to show Ambrose around her home. She did not want to be late.
Now, she finally found herself in front of the door to the guest house beside her house. She had showered and changed in her room before she came to get Ambrose.
Lin rapped softly on the door and waited for a response.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 5:41 pm
Ambrose had been up for hours now. He'd gotten up almost with the dawn, and had been...well, he hadn't been waiting for her to come, exactly...Well, maybe just a bit. But he'd taken the few hours to do a bit of thinking. If he wanted as much time with Lin as possible, he needed to settle things with Danni. He was well aware that his baby sister wasn't that fond of Lin, and that the feelign was mutual. But he'd talk to her, he decided, have a nice long talk, get her to come around. As soon as he got back, that's what he'd do.
When he heard the knock at his door, he bolted to his feet and had the door open within seconds. When he saw that it was indeed Lin on the other side, a grin split his face, and his eyes lit up. "Well, good morning to you, lovely Lin. I trust you slept well?" He inquired, sliding his hands into his pockets.
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