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 Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 4:16 am
*Nana raises a hand and places her fingertips to her lips, savoring the short kiss*
...good night.... Mastema.
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 4:19 am
*Mastema vanishes and then reappears in his throne* Now....Zio. Start phase one of the Zenogais activation.....
((FTB))
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 3:53 pm
*Late afternoon falling upon the Citadel, and Nana is on a mission. Books and box in hand with all the suplies she needs, Nana heads for the elevator. She'd soon be at ground level, and could make her way back to the residential areas*
--.--
Alright!
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 4:26 pm
*As Nana steps off of the elevator, a passing thought occures to her. Mastema can see everything from "The Mind". So he'd probably notice her walking the streets, wandering back to where they had walked a few weeks earlier*
>_<
Mmm... Think, think, think... how could I-- ...right now I remember!
*Nana remembers that she does know some teleportation magic. It was however different from the kind Mastema and the Citadel used. The spell she had learnt acted more like a wormhole. One could simply step through an opening from one place to another. Nana didn't use it often, so it had slipped her mind*
^_^
Lucky!
*Nana sets the box down, and places the 3 books just on top. She begins to cast the spell, her arms streched out infront of her and hands and fingers partially extended*
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 5:00 pm
*The spell finished, a hole opens up into the living room of the house, Nana and Mastema had visited. It looked very different now. The black hole had stripped away lighter objects. Nana looks around, but can't seem to find the piano. Had it been sucked up by the black hole too?*
o.o
Oh no... sad
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 7:36 pm
*Nana walked outside the house. The door had been sucked up by the black hole. Nana notices some paint flecks in the grass. They where the same color as the piano*
o.o
Could it be?
*There where drag marks aswell. The piano may have been heavy enough and far away enough from the powerful suction to survive. Nana begins to follow the trail*
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 7:56 pm
*After about 12 minutes of walking, Nana finds the old piano. It was turned over and on it's back. Several cuts, and flecks of paints were everywhere. The bench however was nowhere in sigh*
>.>
<.<
*Nana walks towards the overturned piano, and places the box on the ground. She was about 4 meters away from the piano now*
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 8:09 pm
*Nana huffs. It wasn't going to be easy flipping this piano over on her own. Unless.......*
. . .
*Nana puts on a strong face*
Nng. A girl has to do what a girl has to do I suppose...
*Nana starts casting a spell. What it was, is unknown*
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 7:53 pm
*Xol's small black hole had caused, to some extent more damage to the homes then before. There was a broken water pipe about 20 meters away. The street was slightly flooded, as the drains couldn't handle all that water at once. Nana has an idea*
^.^
This could work... This could really work!
*Nana makes a motion with her hands. A pillar of water forms, then another and another, and another. Nana moves her hands again, and the pillars lift from the main flood pool. They move over to dry land, and begin to spin into orbs. Dirt and whatever else was in the water was spun until it rested on the bottom of the orbs*
...now.
*The non-water particles of the orbs seem to oose out, and splat onto the ground. It didn't sound pretty, nore did it look it*
>_<
Eck...!
*The orbs begin to spin again, then form into a giant sphere of water. Nana again motions her hands, though this time towards the piano. The huge orb of water envelopes the piano. Nana kneels down to the box, and takes out the cleaner. She was planning to kill 2 birds with one stone. Nana stands up, and walks towards the piano and sphere of water*
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 9:02 pm
*Once she's about a foot from the sphere, Nana opens the spray bottle, and a small orb of the cleaner forms from rim. It floats there as Nana puts the lid back on the container. The cleaner is soon absorbed into the water sphere, and works with the water. It would polish every key, disifect the woor, and strip the grunge from each string. Nana moves her hands again*
Now turn...
*The water direction changes a bit, allowing the piano to right itself in the center of the sphere. Any loose paint flecks are now cirling the outside of the sphere. Nana moves again*
...and down.
*Inside the orb of water, things seem to slow allowing the piano to sink to the bottom of the sphere. With a light thump it's on the ground again*
Dispel!
*The Huge orb rises, taking every drop of moisture with it. It spits into two, then four, and eight. The new orbs float over to the now, mostly drained flood pool, and drop causing a loud smacking sound on the ground and in the pool. Now all Nana had to do was move the piano... but to where?*
Hnn... --_--
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 9:26 pm
*There were several buildings around, but would that really be ok? What if Mastema randomly went to the building she was hiding the piano in? She had to chance it*
>_o
Hnn...
*Nana looks to a nearby, and undamged looking structure. It would do. Nana takes a sham out of the box, and quickly whipes down the piano. Loghtly tossing the sham back into the box, Nana begins to walk towards the building. Hopefully she'd be able to slip the piano inside and hide it there until later*
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 9:43 pm
*As Nana approches what could be the door, something catches her eye. The Piano bench! It too had survived. Wedged between the building and some heavy twisted up metal. The black hole hadn't gotten it*
o.o
.....well I'll be!
*Nana planned to look inside the building before retrieving the bench. She does so. The interior seemed much like a warehouse, an open concept and relatively empty. It was perfect! Nana exitst the building and wanders over to the bench*
>.>
Now about you...
*She pokes the metal with her foot. It seemed to heavy to move on her own, perhaps more magic would help, or a lever of some hind like a pipe*
>_<
Hmm.....
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 3:12 pm
*Nana decides to leave the bench alone for now. She turns to the building again, then opens the doors as wide as they can go. Seven minutes, and several breathers later, the piano is inside. There was glass everywhere. Remnints of the colapsed black hole. Some of Mastema's machines would probably be by later to fix and clean it up. Hopefully they'd leave the piano alone. Threw broken windows, the light of mid noon filled the room. There were chains, scrap, pipes, and many other devices lying about; a junk house*
*nod*
This'll do.
^_^
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 8:32 pm
*After making sure the piano is in a safe place, Nana grabs a sturdy looking pipe, and heads back out to the piano bench. The lid was open; if there had been any musical scores, they were long since gone. Nana tries to wedge the pipe to use it as a lever. A good bit of elbow grease, and one of the heavy scrap metal pieces moves. The bench is taken out carefully, and the same method used to clean the piano is applied to the bench. Nana brings it inside with the piano then puts the box at the base of the piano*
Ok... Tomorrow the fun begins. ^_^
*Nana starts to cast the spell she had before, to travel to the house. She would go right back into her room. A minute or two later, she is*
>_>
Better get cleaned up.
*She finds her way to the sink to clean her hands*
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 9:16 pm
*Cleaned up, dusted off, and as Nana as ever; Nana heads back out into the main bedroom, and looks for a pad of paper and something to write with. Eventually Nana does find what she's looking for, at the computer console table. Nana sits down at the table, and starts to doodle. It appears to be a boquet, but it's some what scribbly. Then again that's what a doodle is, isn't it? After it's finished Nana puts it a side and starts making a list of some sort. Ideas for the wedding most likely*
--_--
Hrmm....
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