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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 12:13 am
Somewhat? so he is not but he is ......So confusing *he said frnakly*
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 12:21 am
"Much of life is confusing. I do not mean to confuse you but I do not fully understand myself, perhaps he can better answer if he has the time and desire to explain." she said with a hopeful, encouraging smile.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 1:07 pm
Thank you i will ask him myself. Care for some green tea Ziven? *He said sitting again on the table and offering the tea*
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 1:21 pm
She smiled and bobbed her head. "Tea sounds lovely." she said softly. Again she was beginning to look a bit under the weather, though she said nothing of it.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 1:42 pm
Silent footsteps made their way towards the door of the inn. Firmiliar footsteps, but ones that had not made inprints on the ground around these areas in a very long time. The door of the tavern opened slowly with a creek of the old, worn hinges, revealing a dark cloaked figure of a woman.
She walked in slowly, the first floorboard creaking a little under the pressure of her first step into the old rustic inn. The same lighting, the same noises of the crackling fire and drafts, the same rich smells of mahogany woods and rare foods in the back rooms. It was good to be back, the figure thought to herself, but how long she stayed was still to be decided.
The figure eyed up the room carefully, the same chairs still were tucked in under the same tables. The same couched still sat in the same places infront of the same roaring fire. The same pictures still hung on the walls and the same beams ran along the ceiling. A smile crossed her lips as she recalled the memories from this room. The roof pannels where she sat and chucked things at people, the fire in which she sat infront of with her friends after a long day.
Finally, her eyes landed on a stool, and her smile grew into a vigorous grin. The stool. The stool which sat next to the bar. "Hmmm..." She said quietly to herself. Finally, her hands moved up to her hood and pulled it from her head to lay down her back. Her dark, rich blue hair trickled in ringlets down her back and her pale blue skin caught the fim light of the room perfectly. The smile still perched on one side of her mouth, she removed her cloak, hung it on the coat railings and made her way slowly to behind the bad. She knelt, rumaging under the counter before letting out an excited giggle, rising and pulling out a glass and a bottle of red wine.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 1:49 pm
She smiled and bobbed her head in greeting to the one who entered but said nothing for now. Focusing on her tea, for the moment, she began to realize she was starting to not feel well.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 7:29 pm
Ziven are you ok? *he asked with a gentle voice sseing that she was acting akwardly*
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 11:25 am
"I need some fresh air .. We will speak later." she said softly rising from her seat and walking out.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 3:23 pm
He then looked at her and soon followed suit
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 9:35 pm
Appearing with a pop, Ziven looked around the room quietly. There did not seem to be anyone around, so she decided to move around, cleaning like always. Blue eyes, blue hair were normal for her but the blue skin .. was new. Pupils slit like that of a dragon, she was able to focus on things differently. She smiled as she moved, straightening things and dusting as she went, dressed in pink and gold. As she kept moving, she began humming.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 9:39 pm
Fox molded in to his chair and smiled at the fire. The little pixie that he was keeping around sat on the back of the chair. " You know for one that dose not ware pink that much you do pull it off well. " He said calmly and with his normal cool and somewhat intransigence voice, but now it was deeper. He found one thing amazing his feet hit the ground now as he was siting in his over sized red chair.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 9:50 pm
Standing, she looked to him with an attentive smile, eyes sparkling. Though it was difficult to see, she was blushing. "Thank you, Little One. I am pleased to see you also."
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 9:52 pm
"But pink and blue clash so much you look like a twisted roll of cotton candy. Blueberry and whatever that pink crap is flavored to be. Though, we have to say, we certainly like the blue skin. Maybe we'll try to make a move on you now just because of the change." an all too familiar voice called down from the raftors above. Yawgmoth sat with one knee elevated, the other hanging down over the beam with his tail. One hand over his elevated knee and the other holding his head to the side as he spied down upon them with his crimson eyes. Small wisps of black and purple shades danced smoothly around his hands and body, like the shadows and darkness he commanded were drawn to him instead of jumping to his command out of fear.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 10:00 pm
" This is True, Sir, but that is fine. Also Sir at lest wait till she is well so she can at lest fight back. " he said with out looking up, With these words Yawgmoth would beadle to tell that his voice was deeper and that he was a little bit bigger. but he did not press the mater.
This pixie that fox had around him, this demon sprite. flew up and went around the dark lord looking at him with grate intent seeing where the boy got his looks and power from. " He is cute." She said simply this was the first thing that she had said to anyone other then Fox so this sent a sertent saprise threw him. As for her voice it was soft and seductive for something so small.
After a moment letting his little toy fly back to him he stud and looked at Ziven and smiled. no words where needed between them and he knew this.
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