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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:28 am
She nodded, knowing the answer. She was not sure why she decided to ask this question now that she thought of it. Nodding her head, she replied. "Indeed, I should .. the answer is that they do not. My logic is flawed. But no matter."
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:31 am
Are you sure about that?* Ali smirked a little wider as he began to adjust the wrappings on both his hands, making them tighter and more comfortable to wear.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:36 am
David appeared in the rafters, hiding from those below untill he felt he could enter without inturupting anything.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:38 am
Tilting her head, she was taken by surprise. "No tool I have ever used has loved in return." she replied simply, hoping that if he had a different answer, he would share.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:44 am
No lifeless tool has loved anyone. Those with life however like soldiers and such, they might love their "owner"* Ali's smirk grew a little wider as he poured more whiskey in his glass, taking a quick sip from it.* You've even been a sort of tool for me, like in the pyramids, the necromancer cave and the ball. Can you now answer your own question?
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:48 am
She smiled at him a little and nodded her head. So it was true .. oddly enough this pleased her. Again she returned her gaze to her glass, drinking again.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:51 am
Nice to see you smiling again.*Ali placed his feet up onto the edge of the table again as he had earlier, relaxing.* What else is new in your life then?
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:55 am
She took another drink of her water and looked to him again with a slightly brighter smile, though it still was rather muted in comparison to her usual self. "My Master is here." she replied simply, knowing that this would likely catch his interest one way or another.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:58 am
Oh?* Quite true that peaked Ali's interest only despite Yawg Ali just wanted to see if he was all that and a bag of chips when it came to cleverness.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 12:02 pm
Nodding her head, she smiled more. This time, there was a slight reaction - her eyes changed color, to that more of the pale morning skies rather than the deep blue of midnight. "Indeed. Perhaps if you wish to visit later, you may all meet."
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 12:07 pm
Perhaps* Ali kept his eyes on her while he enjoyed his drink, taking up a piece of paper afterwards and chucking it over to her.* Training schedule, with focus on strength and agility as well as training with the Elbow blades. I'll contact you within certain times for certain tests and such.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 12:12 pm
She caught the piece of paper - just barely. Her reflexes were not as fine tuned in this moment as usual. Reading it, she nodded her head. "Very well." she said before tucking it in one of her pockets.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 12:31 pm
Good.* Ali rose up from his seat and adjusted his jacket, patting Zivens shoulder afterwards.* Don't give up on love.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 12:36 pm
She looked at him sharply, rather irritated. "Do not give up on love?! When it has rejected me my entire life! Instead I believe the better thought to explore is why did love give up on me!" she replied hotly, her emotions showing in physical form as her dress began to sway. She inhaled deeply and sighed loudly, not wanting to be upset, especially not with Ali after he had been trying to help her. Clearly stretched to her limits, she resumed attempting to cover for herself by returning to calm.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 12:39 pm
Love gave up on you?, where did that come from?* Ali half laughed as he looked down at her, folding his arms in front of his chest.* You're hiding something.
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