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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 6:55 pm
"I guess all children need a good male to show them the way." He replied and sighed. "Even as a child myself, I prefered having a father then a mother...but having a mother also helps, especially if they care for you...killing him is never the best option. Hurting him is never the best option. I would subdue and try to find the root of the problem rather then eliminate him..." Sphen replied and set an arm around her, letting the warmth of his touch fill her.
Relaxing, his poured himself a glass of wine and looked her at. "Care to have a glass Anarane?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 6:57 pm
Oh damn! Fox just left with his Lord Ship.I spat out, not wanting to have to get up I am injoying the company very much but knowing I need to go after them.
[coror=darkred]I better go after them no telling what his lord ship will do to Fox. Will you please come with me?
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 6:59 pm
He got up with a grin. "Of course. I am quite interested in that man's power....and I may have to use some magic to save Fox..He isn,t ready for a man of that calibur." Sphen replied and got his spellbook.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 7:01 pm
No Fox should not be getting into it with him that is far shure.Walks over to the door and opens it.
(meet you at the training grounds)
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 7:04 pm
Anarane Ancalimon No Fox should not be getting into it with him that is far shure.Walks over to the door and opens it. (meet you at the training grounds) ((Battle Arena))
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 7:19 pm
-The girl walked in, she looked around.- Allo? Anyone in here?
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 7:44 pm
I guess not.. -She then turned and walked back out of the bar.-
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 10:41 am
*The green haired pirate walks into the bar and seats himself, looking around the bar.* Hmph.. No one here. *He kicks his feet up onto the bar and sitting in a lower chair.*
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 12:08 pm
*Alley walks into the bar and is rather tired after have been at the demonic school all day* ... *she looks around and cant see anyone, so she does the usual stuff and walks up to the couch and sits in it*
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 12:10 pm
She sneaks in silently making her way over to Alley jumping over the couch, landing on the soft couchins. "Hello Alley!" She said, that red stain still on the front of her shirt. It seemed to be dry now and she haden't bothered to change.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 12:12 pm
*Alley smiles happily and shakes her head slightly* Hi Alanna *she said back and saw the red stain and pointed to it* That aint ketchup is it?
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 12:22 pm
She pulled on the shirt to look at it. "If it was I would have licked it clean by now." She was still grinning and sitting in a crouched posistion.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 12:24 pm
*Alley blushes a little, but knew it was not ketchup... maybe it was blood she thought to herself* So hows life?
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 12:36 pm
she adjusted herself to sit normally on the couch, starring off into the fire. "Well.. I'm back for now and still kicking.. but barely." She held up a necklace from around her neck. It was glowing a soft pale blue color, and if you got close enough the sound of groaning souls could be heard. "Father took the skeleton key.. If your wondering about the red spot.. Thats where it came from." Under her shirt was a hole that exposed her rips, and one of her ribs seemed to be missing. "So.. how are things with you?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 12:40 pm
*she first looked the right, and then at the left until she looked back at Alanna* Okey i guess, i miss my husband,,, *Alley said and lifted up her arm and looked at her wrist, then she fell a single tear...rolling down her face*
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