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 Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 12:42 am
Zeno: Ku~~ *Trilla would be fine, save for a jolt when the arm and forearm reconnected* Keh. See? I have tricks of my own. *Instead of holding Trilla up by her robes forever, Zeno sets her down by Micha. He actually releases both of them, leans over them, and keeps one hand beside each of them, as to catch them easily should tey make a break for it* Okay. Now listen up. Either you two can come quietly or I can call Lord Mastema and tell him exactly what you two have been doing here and get him to come get you himself stare It's really not my problem if your dad gets mad at you two. Or I can just take you two back up with me and we can forget this little mess ever happened. Okay? What's it gonna be? *Both would be free to move so long as they didn't try to get away*
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 12:58 am
Trilla: x.o *cough* ...!
*Micha looks to the feathers, after looking at Trilla for a moment. Micha would sit down for the moment, and collect up all the feathers Zenogais had dropped. Soon after the feathers would disappear into the young boy's robes, hidden from anymore prying eyes and attention*
Micha: . . .
*Trilla was a bit winded from the ride, and would need to catch her breath before causing anymore trouble. Trilla would cough a few times while trying to regain her breath. Micha had no problem coming along quietly, Trilla on the other hand. Finally catching her breath, Trilla would give Zeno her answer in the form of a kick, knocking the Fuuraiken a bit. The kick probably wasn't hard enough to kock the sword from its place though*
Trilla: T__T; Trilla chooses papa!
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 1:02 am
Zeno: *The Fuuraiken just jiggles a bit* stare Zeno well guess what..... I choose to drag Trilla and her brother, whatever his name is, up to his room. Come on. *Not giving either a choice or chance, he grabs the backs of their robes and firmly lifts them up. He turns and walked over to the elevator, the two hanging in a rather undignified from his fingers at his side* Zio, elevator, 98th floor. *The doors open as if in response to Zeno's voice. He stepped in, and it wasn't long before the elevator starting moving, Zeno still holding tightly to the two*
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 1:09 am
*Trilla of course starts wiggling about, trying to free herself. Micha on the other hand, tilts his body until his feet reach the floor of the evelvator again; there was a generous scruff of robe up by his head, and part of his midsection open to the air. Simply the price to pay for setting ones' feet back on solid ground. Trilla continues to struggle*
Trilla: ToT Let Trilla go!
Micha: . . .
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 1:15 am
Zeno: Shove it -_- I'll let you go once we're back at your parent's place *The ride would take a minute, a minute that seemed like an eternity with Trilla's incessant yelling* This is what I get for zapping you way back when --_-- *The doors finally open and Zeno starts moving forward again, regardless of Micha's position*
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 1:25 am
*Unfortunately for Micha, he'd just have to stumble along. Trilla's yelling was probably loud enough to be heard one level up from the master's bedroom*
Micha: . . . . . . . . .
Trilla: >o< Uaaahhhhh!
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 1:29 am
*Mastema looked up with a raised brow to the door* Hmmm....
Zeno: *They make it to the top of the stairs, even if Micha half way fell or stumbled while climbing. Zeno quickly made his way over to the door, noticing it was open he grumbled and peeked his head in the door* Ahem -_- Lord Mastema....
*He was surprised to see Zeno* Zenogais..... what brings you here?
Zeno: *He stood in the doorway completely, letting his arms hang limp at his side while holding tightly to the two* I think these are yours -_-#
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 1:41 am
*Nana, had heard Trilla screaming like a banshee and got up to go to the door. Even Eecheb had his attention drawn enough to come out and see what was going on, he'd taken Nana's spot, as it was still warm. Trilla was still being rather loud, with her demands to be let go*
Trilla: T__T Papa!
Micha: . . . . .
Eecheb: >.> ??!
*Nana had been just behind the door when Zenogais had started talking. He couldn't see her, but it a minute he'd wish he had*
e__e
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 1:47 am
I see. Let them go now...... *His eyes were slightly narrowed*
Zeno: Gladly. *He notices Eecheb* A third!? well BZZT in a bucket -_- At least that one stayed away from me...... *Zeno let Micha go with a slight nudge forward. Trilla, still suspended in the air a bit, would be swung forward lightly. She would either land with a running start towards the bed or she would topple over, depending on her balance* -_-# Ugh.....put some over that kid's mouth already. *He looked around again*..... Isn't their mother around for this? -_- She could at least try to be the kind of mother they want to stick around.....
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 2:04 am
*Micha has to right his robes first before entering. He actually appered to have some sort of expression on his face for once, it seemed to be that of someone annoyed. Eecheb blinks confused in the entire matter. Trilla would have fallen, but is caught by a speedy arm snatching her robes. Blinking a couple of times once on the floor again, Trilla makes a b-line for Mastema. Micha had moved off to the far side of the room towards the window*
Trilla: crying ....!!
*After Trilla had been set down, the second door to the room creeped open. Nana had been standing there the entire time, and she had a wife's ultimate, and women in generals' worst weapon on her face, the death glare*
e___e
. . .
*The handle to the other far door is grasped and both the doors are closed, behind Nana who was now alone out in the hall with Zenogais. At least she was being motherly enough not to let her children see her using violence. It was something she was trying to steer them away from afterall*
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 2:10 am
*Mastema crouched down for a moment. When Trilla was close enough, he lifted the child, allowing her to rest against his chest while his right hand slowly stroked her back and hair*
Zeno: *Seeing the ghost white Nana, save for her skin, appear from no where was quite a sight* o_o Holy BZZT! Where the hell did you come from!? *He saw the doors close and took a step back*
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 2:24 am
*Inside the room, the four would would be treated to the sound of one good contact, of one sort or another. About three seconds later the sound of something heavy bouncing off the stairwell would be heard, followed by more echoed bouncing for a moment, then silence as what ever it was goes out of hearing range. Shortly after, one of the doors creeps open again, and Nana enters the room again. She was still obviously unhappy that: 1) Her children had found Zenogais, 2) that he had the nerve to insult both them and her, and 3) a mother's protection of her young, tends to over ride her original nature, no matter how placid. There was a bit of metal rub-off on her fingers, and as she closed the door behind her, Mastema would just have enough time to glimps a headless Zenogais, who's neck was now sparking some*
. . .
*After the door is closed completely, Nana heads over to Micha, picks him up and starts to hug the boy, seeing at Trilla for the moment had gone to Mastema. It would be another minute at least before Nana would utter another word*
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 2:37 am
*Mastema was only laughing in the back of his head. How unfortunate for Zeno. Mastema takes the moment and stands with Trilla still nestled against his chest. He walked up beside Nana and put one arm around her waist, while the other held Trilla*
Zeno:.........@_@ BZZZzZZZZzzZZzZzZT.......
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 2:44 am
*Trilla sobs had grown lighter, but were still present, mixed with the ocassional hick-up for air. When touched, Nana's wings flick. It was uncertain whether even Mastema should get too close for the moment*
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 6:19 pm
~While traveling through the barrier Truinthil was reduced to nothing more than particles, but still he saw and heard everything. In his mind he grinned at the barriers attempt to throw him elsewhere, anywhere but where he wanted to go. Problem was, his method of boring through this barrier had nothing to do with magic since he had used the energy of the very world around him. The very reality. The very dimension they were in. In total his trip lasted perhaps only a few seconds, but it felt like five minutes.
Upon exiting on the inside of the barrier, there would be a brilliant flash of light followed by Truinthil flying through the air and towards the ground at a speed that far surpassed even sound.
Truinthil noticed, however, that while the barrier had not kept him out, it had changed where he exited as related to where he entered. He was flying towards the Citadel now at what was probably a fourty five degree angle on the west side of the place.~
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