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 Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:20 pm
*She waved brightly with a smile* Ello Suke! How ish you doin'?
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:22 pm
*In answer to both, he smiles tiredly and waves his hands in a dismissive gesture.*
"Oh, same old really. Taking on an apprentice, I guess. Who would want to train under me, I dunno. . . There are plenty of stronger warriors than me out there." He says with a laugh and a shrug.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:24 pm
Suketsune Uboshita *In answer to both, he smiles tiredly and waves his hands in a dismissive gesture.*
"Oh, same old really. Taking on an apprentice, I guess. Who would want to train under me, I dunno. . . There are plenty of stronger warriors than me out there." He says with a laugh and a shrug. *She nodded and yawned slightly, taking out a deck of cards from her back pocket. She begins to shuffle them for no apparant reason whatsoever.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:26 pm
*she tilts her head slightly*
::apprentice?::
*she yawns again, making another catish grin*
::how are you fairing as a demon suke-kun?::
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:49 pm
Aizoku Nekoi *she tilts her head slightly* ::apprentice?::*she yawns again, making another catish grin* ::how are you fairing as a demon suke-kun?::
"An apprentice, yes. A friend of mine, a young boy (Oh, forgot. I am no longer RPing as a sixteen year old. Now Suke is thirty two 3nodding ) he has potential to be a great elementalist, and found my way of fighting interesting (I no longer fight as you may remember, either sweatdrop )."
He pauses a monet, thinking about the demon comment.
"Eh. . . Not so good, actually. I found I do not retain my demonic powers. . ." He laughs sheepishly and blushes. "Wierd, really. I need to divert energy into that form, only to have it rapidly burnt away. As a result though, I gain a very powerful surge of strength."
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:54 pm
((32? whoa whee ))
*she hopped off the window sill and stretched slightly*
::is that so?::
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 5:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 5:03 pm
*She walks towards him and looks around*
I see... hmm.. there has to be a way to help you...
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 5:19 pm
"I suppose there would be a way," He says, thinking about it. "But for now, I have somethign to attend to."
*Suke stands, and walks off to his room. A few minutes later he comes back down with a towel and set of clean bunny clothes and heart boxers.*"I," he begins. "Am off to get a shower. Be right out in a bit." With that, he tunrs to go get a shower.
(("As I am IRL, be back ASAP."))
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 6:29 pm
*A little red and gold dragon flutters down from the stairs and lays down on the couch yawning*
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 7:08 pm
.:Walks down the stairs while rubbing his eyes and yawns loudly. Walks over to his couch and then lays down on it, places one hand over his eyes:.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 8:06 pm
*Walks into the commons room from out of his workshop and yawns slightly, covering his mouth with his hand and then passes through the commons to the kitchen to get some coffee. Afterward he returns and plops down on a chair and sips at his warm drink and glance up at the fire mantle again before taking another sip.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 8:08 pm
*pops out of nowhere in just her white kitteh robe and a cup of hot chocolate then sits herself down beside Lance, cuddling warmly against him as she sips her own drink* "Hello my love."
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 8:11 pm
*cuddles back to her without speaking and runs his fingers along her soft hair before going back to his own drink and enjoying the company of his wife.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 8:16 pm
Lance Tristram *cuddles back to her without speaking and runs his fingers along her soft hair before going back to his own drink and enjoying the company of his wife.*
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