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 Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 8:12 pm
::Tyrsais had returned to his chamber letting Kai sleep for the night. He felt no need to do anything more now. She would crumble in time once the next step was done. It was only a matter of applying pressure in the right area. Why fight a battle of wills?::
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 8:27 pm
*kaiori had picked herself up early in the morning from habit. At first she was sad but as always she had bounced back. Being bored and aggravated she started a new game. This game involved the sun. Sticking her hand out of the window she lets the setting sunlight hit it. Her skin sizzles and she yanks it back. Her skin was alright since she always yanked back in time but her body felt like it was on fire. Her first try with this silly game was just walking outside; she had been unpleasantly surprised by the pain. Who knows how long she had been doing this. Biting into her lip she sticks her hand out again. She felt like she had to train in some fashion.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 9:25 pm
::Tyrsais was still in his chambers. He figured Kai would have now figured out that she was indeed cursed, and soon the bloodlust would begin to build. He was careful to remove all the stored blood from the area. She would find it impossible to find a source of blood other then a member of the citadel. He could be heard playing guitar composing rather dark rock riffs.::
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 10:17 pm
::After quite a few hours of making music he stopped. He suddenly had a feeling that time had come to take care of business. He had taken so long, however time he had plenty of. He got up, and began to walk down the stairs, and toward the outskirts of the citadel. He would leave locking the exits to his home so Kai would be discouraged to leave, and left Zio with a simple instruction::
Zio if Miss Night tries to leave my abode advise her, that she is to travel no further then 2 blocks from my lair. If she goes any further... take her back in whatever fashion you see fit.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 10:25 pm
*Zio's screen appears hovering by Tyrsias*
Zio: Good Evening sir Himura. Very well, miss Kaiori Night will be advised to remain withing two blocks of this location until such time, as new instructions are given. Miss Night will be teleported back to this location if she exceeds the two block limitation and ignores my warnings. Will that be all?
(( sweatdrop I hope that was ok Twi. ))
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 10:35 pm
::Tyrsais would nod to Zio before leaving the Citadel::
Yes Zio that should be all... If she somehow becomes a pain just alert me via my PDA. Its uplinked through my local system... Thats all.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 10:36 pm
Zio: Very well. Goodnight sir Himura.
*Zio's screen vanishes*
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 11:15 pm
*Kaiori grins as she feels him leave and jumps to action. Tying her hair back she searches for anything remotely close to a weapon. Picking up a few pieces of glass and a few broken pieces of wood she laughs.* You should keep to the small stuff mister. Not even the big boys take me as a project.* Setting up a few 'traps' she walks out of the building. She ignores Zio with a sigh. It was pathetic that he expected her to listen. If Zio tries to teleport her he will find a virus blocking his path, courtesy of her clone. Even with being permafrozen she still had the ability to send scramble signals.*
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 12:20 am
*Creeping into an abandoned house she sighs. Slumping against a wall she curses herself. She was growing a need she didn't want to deal with. She craved something unthinkable and it sickened her. Setting up her little 'camp' she sighs with contentment. She hated being close to these people, she knew she would start caring for them if she did. Already she had grown attached to Dom's devious ways. She didn't need to get attached to a minion of mastema's on top of that. Her hair pools around her as she checks all the windows. Everything seems pretty shut off. She didn't know how he did it... but she hoped he wouldn't find her so quickly this time.*
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 8:31 pm
Slayer: *Kai would hear a slight tapping of wood against concrete from the door of building, through which she entered*.... May I come in?.. *Slayer's ancient voice would be heard through the door way, a moment before he appeared in the door way itself. He was holding a reddish, wooden cane in his right hand and his left hand in his pocket. It'd been quite a while since the two had met, since Slayer turned over to Mastema's side in fact*
Proto: *The bot had been repaired and felt rather refreshed. Though he couldn't directly state it, Proto was grateful for Nana's care. In response to each of her questions, he'd beeped, nodded, saluted where appropriate, and made gestures where he could. Some of the interactions and reactions from Proto would probably produce a chuckle from Nana*
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 9:22 pm
*Nana would indeed chuckle, aswell as nodding, and continuing to converse with Proto for a time. Later on she'd probably confront Zenogais again, but this time for attacking Proto without due cause. Back up in their room on level ninety-nine, Micha had managed to get up into the frame of the window, via one way or another. The boy would stare out the window, looking down to the streets below and out toward the distant dojo, and spot where he and the others had left and returned. One floor up, Trilla was asleep in the throne and for once Eecheb was awake, and looking out at varrious spots from the windows*
Micha: . . .
Trilla: --.-- || z Z z Z z...
Eecheb: >.> ?
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 9:41 pm
*Micha would feel a light pat on his head, and then notice Mastema standing beside the window and observing as well*
Proto: *He continued to converse with Nana... so to speak. Soon enough, Proto turned to the elevator, which made a sound. It was coming up from the sub levels*
Zeno: *The doors opened, and Zeno, fully restored even appearance wise, briskly walked right out and towards the doors* stare
Proto: *beeps a few times, "politely," at Zeno*
Zeno: BZZTing night to you too..... bug me later.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 9:54 pm
*A loud "clang" is heard shortly after Mastema's hand pat's Micha's head. A pot lid, which was made into a make-shift hat of sorts which was on the side of Micha's head, slid off after being touched. After it had stopped making sound, Micha looks at it with a light glance, then continue to look out the window with Mastema.Just why he had the lid to a pot was anyones guess*
Micha: . . .
*Nana also turns, when Proto does to see which way the elevator was heading. Looking at Zenogais with slight surprise or concern, perhaps a mix of both, Nana would refrain from saying anything to Zenogais for now, as he didn't seem in any mood to talk. Maybe she'd find him again, after returning Twilight's sword to him, which was still in the room on level ninet-nine, completely untouched from where Mastema had placed it*
<_<
Hnn.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 10:02 pm
*Mastema raised a brow and looked to the lid* Hmm? *He left it as was then looked back to Micha* I suppose you are a child after all....
Proto: *beeps again*
Zeno: I'm going out stare My room's gone, I might as well drag myself somewhere else *Zeno refrained from slamming the door on his way out*
Proto: *blinks and turns back to Nana*
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 10:24 pm
*Well it was true, Micha was a child there was no disputing that. However there was a reason for the lid, and not just for "fun". Micha was trying to figure something out, and it had to do with the cafeteria and its many pots. More specifically, how all that food could be cooked and prepared, and yet every pot, pan, and dish never seemed to be used to cook the food. Then the only dishes that ever seemed to be dirty were the ones used to eat off of, when eaten off of, and the shallow metal dishes where the food was placed, to be dished up from. Other than that there seemed to be no real pourpose to having pots in the cafeteria, thusly Micha took one of the lids in an experiment to see if the pots were really being used, or whether they were just there for no real reason at all. Surely if one wanted to manually make a meal then having them there was of use, but the boy couldn't know that, since everything was already provided for him*
Micha: . . .
*Nana blinks at the statement made by Zenogais before he leaves, she'd definitly have to talk to him sometime shortly. Sighing softly, Nana turns back to Proto; Twilight's sword took priority for now, once returned then Nana likely send a message to Tyrsias, and find Zenogais to talk about the actions he took*
--.--
Always subtle isn't he?
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