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 Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:13 am
*not breaking his gaze, he wispered*~open your mind~
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 9:20 am
The expression on her face changed from confused to stern. Something was not right with David, but she could not tell what. "I will not. Something is not right with you tonight."
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 10:26 am
Alley woke up, starting to tremble. Something was wrong her blood was all wrong. Must have been when Magnaimo had bitten her. She had been laying on the couch for some time now but had finally woken up. Gently touching her neck she saw some blood on it. Alley didnt mind it and just shrugged. Walking up to the bar she noticed that she had a limp on her left leg. Had no idea how that came there at all.
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 3:45 pm
Alanna entered the bar fiddling with something in her hands. She slipped it into her pocket to quick for anyone to see. It was a little box with a small bow. A gift she made for a freind. The bar seemed to be empty when she looked up and around. Either way she sat at the bar swinging her legs back and forth.
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 6:24 pm
The girl yawned starting to get sleepy. She spun around folding her arms on the counter, then laying her head in her arms to rest. Past days events still swam in her head. Still angered by her father with no solution yet.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:46 pm
Alanna's head rested in her arms while she slumbered. She hadn't moved from the spot since yesterday. She shifted her head hearing an annoying buzzing above it. She lifted her head finally with an agrievated groan looking up to see what it was. A small fairy like creature buzzed around her head. She strained to see it, her vision not fully clear yet, and sat straighter up following it with her eyes. It had a tiny voice and giggled at Alanna's sleepy appearence. She grumbled rubbing her eyes till they were back to normal, and shot her hand into the air grabbing the small creature. It stuggled against her tight grip while she examined it thourghly. "A Phouka messenger, eh. What do you want?",she questioned the small creature. It still struggled against her grip, gasping in tiny breathes for air. She didn't lessen her grip, these things were not to mess with. Finally it replied, "I.. I have a messege... From your father.. " Alanna's eyes hardened tightening her grip around the Phouka, speaking in calm manner. "Go on." It squeaked again. "He wants to make ammends.. He is sorry. Very sorry. He wish's for his daughter to come home."
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:54 pm
The tiny creature blinked waiting for her to reply. Slowly, she stood up from her seat and walked behind the bar, flipping the creature upside down and sticking its head into the sinks drain dispsol. "What is this?", asked the Phouka. Alanna reached over and flipped the switch up, starting the sinks grinder. It shreiked as she slowly lowered its head to it. "Are you telling the truth? Can you tell me he is not lying?" The Phouka continoued to shriek at its impending fate."Tell me now. Or you'll be kissing those blades.",she threatned. "Yes! Yes! I promise!" It shut its eyes tight just inches away from the blade, when Alanna clicked it off. She lifted her fist into the air and let go, letting the creature sit in her palm. The Phouka was shaking like crazy, its life had flashed before its eyes. "I'll come.. But I'll come when I please. You can go tell him that." The Phouka quickly flittered off out through a crack in the window. Alanna watched it leave and clapped her hands clean, then moving back around to the front of the bar. She leaned her back against it, crossing her arms over her chest, and her right leg over the other. All balanced by her back against the counter. She hated those creatures. They were dangerous. She was lucky to get a semi-scarred one.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 5:50 pm
Ana walks into the bar with sevral bags and boxes floating on a gental wind infront of her, she had passed by the bar earler today and noticed it was lacking in holliday cheer. After all the good things the bar had brought to her life she wanted to do something nice back for everyone. With a flick of the wrist, a few magical words spoken here and a few words spoken there after a bit of time she sits back on a bar stool looking at the room.
The fire place is decorated with fresh garland that has clumps of big red berrys mixed through it. From the mantal hangs stockings for all the children that are about each marked with there name and filled with candy canes, balls, toy cars, little dolls, stuff dragons, puppy dogs and kitties among other small things. . In the corner stands a tall fat tree with twinkling lights and big gold, silver, and red balls. Under it runs a trains with a red dragon flying over the top of it (just a bit of magic there) A star is shining bright on the very top of the tree just a tab bit sideways but it looks just right. around all the doors and windows more lights twinkles they run across the bar and shine off the bottles. From the rafters hangs silver stars. A clump of misiletoe hangs from the center of the room.
The very best part of the room is the elven magic she has used. A snow falls softley it is not cold nor does it build up on the floor. It swills about your feet like fine white powder. If you look up into the rafters you no longer see a roof but what apears to be a clear winter sky with thousands and thousands of stars twinkling in the night sky. This magic will last to the first day of the new year.
On the mantle is a card that reads: Injoy the Christmas Magic, Marry Christmas to everyone may true blessings befall on you. ~Ana~
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 11:54 am
Demetrius slowly stalked into the mainroom of Angel's Bar, remembering the familiar sights and sounds, the laughter and banter of the patrons. He glanced around for Angel, the one person here he knew he could trust and would remember him, despite his greatly altered appearance. His uneasiness about this reaquaintance with his old home was well-masked by his new form. The steam and flame vented from the crevasses in his body and each and every step he took, left a scorched mark on the floor. He found a nearby couch and lounged in it. Once he noticed what his steps had done, he quickly realized his mistake and with a sweep of his hand, the marks disappeared. I'll have to fix that, he thought to himself.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 12:15 pm
Entering the main room, she could smell the slight odor of something that had been singed. Blue eyes scanned the room, finding but only one other present. With a small nod, she acknowledged their presence.
Moving to the bar, she searched behind the counter for the teacup she normally used and pondered where she might sit.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 12:23 pm
Demetrius nodded back at the strange new woman he had never met before. Standing up, he walked over to where she held a small teacup; My name is Demetrius, he let out in a harsh gravelly whisper much like stone and metal grinding together.
((You're my hero!!! I love Eragon! I hate to admit it, but I'm the biggest Eragon/Eldest nerd in the world. I get fan mail from Christopher Paolini. The fact that you have that quote from the book in your signature earned you my unwavering respect.))
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 12:35 pm
Ziven flashed a small smile as the stranger approached. When he spoke, his voice was like no other she heard before. Arching a brow curiously, she chose not to inquire about their voice as she believed it were too personal a question to ask. "Greetings Demetrius, I am Ziven. Could I get you something to drink?"
(Ooc: xD;; )
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 12:43 pm
A Name of Power Ziven flashed a small smile as the stranger approached. When he spoke, his voice was like no other she heard before. Arching a brow curiously, she chose not to inquire about their voice as she believed it were too personal a question to ask. "Greetings Demetrius, I am Ziven. Could I get you something to drink?" (Ooc: xD;; ) He smiled at Ziven, pleased he had met someone that disregarded his somewhat fearsome countenance. He held out a gloved hand, "Ziven, it is a great pleasure to meet you." Through his blackened fiery skin, he managed a smile. The harsh grating sound had lowered to a dull roar as he smiled, "I would love a drink, but only if you've got something hot."
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 12:56 pm
Gingerly she accepted his hand to shake. Retracting her hand, she used both hands to reach under the counter again and fetched a second teacup from under the bar. "Is tea hot enough for you?" she asked with a smile.
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