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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 4:57 pm
Nya shook her head slightly. ."I know that which i was born with, nothing more." she said softly, leaning back in her chair. She took a sip of the tea, of which she had sweetened with honey, and smiled, the warmth invading every nook and crany to her core. "Delightful..I havent had tea like this since.. " she stopped, staring into the cup. "Since I was home." she said softly, a soft tone of resentment within her voice. She sight then looked back up, sher steely exterior right back up. "Only Magii Fae were taught more, as I was not born with the sign, i was not taken in as magii."
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 5:22 pm
Ziven smiled brightly and nodded her head slightly. "May I ask what that may be? I am not familiar with the Magii Fae." she said softly, tilting her head, watching with curiosity. She saw the strife of her past in her eyes, recognizing it all too well as it would appear they shared somewhat similar histories of not being able to go to or do whatever they liked.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 5:26 pm
"Ah, " She nodded, " Amber eyes. " she said softly. "Almost all fae are born with Green eyes. Occasionally you have one born with Blue, Like me, then.. You have those born with Amber eyes. Green eyed fae are the norm..of sorts.. they can control only one element and their talent is theirs alone. Blue eyed fae are hard to come by, but not as hard as Amber eyed Fae. Blue eyed fae can manipulate all elements.. Though..I can shift shapes too due to..added magical charms." she said softly, "Oh.. I'm rambling..I'm so sorry.." she sat up apologizing, she felt so foolish for going on and on.. "I haven't been able to speak with another for so long."
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 5:34 pm
Knoll seemed to find pleasure and comfort in Zivens company. Her warming personality made his scales shivver with joy, glowing a deeper orange then usual. He started to hum softly like a cat would purr, but it was low like hearing a car off in the distance that never seemed to come closer. His orange eyes took in all he could see, rubbing his head against Zivens rough skin. He blinked, replying in her thoughts he wished for nothing to eat or drink. Only for a securty that her warmth seemed to revanante.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 5:41 pm
She smiled, gently rubbing under the chin of the little orange dragon, who perched so happily on her shoulders. As Nya spoke, Ziven gave her full attention, understanding and yet feeling curious to know more. "How fortunate, the stars have great plans for you to give you such a gift." she said cheerfully, smiling more brightly. "Please, speak as much as you wish, I enjoy your company also. I too have had more days of silence or being left alone than those in good company. I understand completely and wish not to turn away any whom wish to have a nice chat." she said softly, smiling more brightly, eagerly awaiting for her to say more.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 6:06 pm
Seisuke slowly entered the bar, not paying much attention to those the were inside, just make and idle greeting in return. Such gesture was one of reflex trying to be polite as he seated near the fireplace enjoying the warmth that it exudes. With a soft smiles he starts to hum gently.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 6:08 pm
"I feel like I am monopolizing the whole conversation!" she said then, taking another sip of her tea.."How did you come to find yourself here?" she asked then, turning the tides slightly.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 6:09 pm
He rose now from his seat in the bar. Walking up towards the bar, "Barkeep," he called in a slightly gruffed voice, his throat was obviously dry, "Whiskey, your strongest please," despite his dehydration he asked for drinks rather than water.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 6:19 pm
"And that is just fine, in my opinion. I find you to be very interesting and polite." she said cheerfully, giggling a little as she said this. Nodding her head, she agreed to speak. "I am not well liked where I come from. Because of this, I have traveled far and wide seeking a place where I may belong without bothering others. So far, this place is the only of which that desire has been fulfilled." she said softly, blushing a little with this admission.
Hearing the stranger speak, she smiled towards him and nodded her head. "This bar is a little different than most. There is not always a barkeep around. You are most welcome to help yourself as Miss Star is not here presently. Though I shall welcome you, stranger, with your requested glass of whiskey." she said loud enough for he to hear from her position a few feet away from him at the table. The glass of whiskey that he requested appeared on the counter before him, ready for he to drink at his leisure.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 6:24 pm
"You weren't well liked?" Nya was astonished to hear this and shook her head. "My goodness..I find you quite likable for that matter." she said, Those I lived around frowned upon my outward ness, "She said then, shrugging. "I still miss them terribly." she admitted now, leaning fully back into the chair, relaxing as much as she could at least. "Don't you ever want to go back? See what you left behind? See if maybe..its changed?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 6:33 pm
Hearing voices made him turn around and see who those voices belong to. His narrow upon seeing the two females in which they were discussinf their past. He thought for a second and decided to go over and see what he could do there. approaching carefully he spoke softly looking around "Greetings i hope this time my words to you dont make you distressed" He replied.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 6:35 pm
A Name of Power "And that is just fine, in my opinion. I find you to be very interesting and polite." she said cheerfully, giggling a little as she said this. Nodding her head, she agreed to speak. "I am not well liked where I come from. Because of this, I have traveled far and wide seeking a place where I may belong without bothering others. So far, this place is the only of which that desire has been fulfilled." she said softly, blushing a little with this admission.
Hearing the stranger speak, she smiled towards him and nodded her head. "This bar is a little different than most. There is not always a barkeep around. You are most welcome to help yourself as Miss Star is not here presently. Though I shall welcome you, stranger, with your requested glass of whiskey." she said loud enough for he to hear from her position a few feet away from him at the table. The glass of whiskey that he requested appeared on the counter before him, ready for he to drink at his leisure. He jumped slightly in surprise as the glass appeared in front of him, "Magic eh?" he questioned as he lifted the glass, he drank it down quickly, he wasn't really afraid of poisoning now, "Thank you stranger," he said to the woman whom had gifted him with the drink.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 6:48 pm
She smiled again to the stranger, bobbing her head. "Aye, magic. I am Ziven." she said kindly to him before returning his attention to Nya.
"My people banished me from their lands. The other peoples of where I grew up are afraid or angry with those whom are different. I am very different, therefore quite unwelcome most anywhere I go." she said softly, blushing a bit again. "I do very much pine for those few months when I was very young when I was accepted by them. However, until they agree if I may be welcome once more, I shall keep my distance, as requested." she said softly, looking to her still with a kind smile. It would likely be clear that she was sad, feeling the pains of her past for a moment, though she had moved forward and was making the best of her situation and life, wanting to be happy and kind to all.
When she heard Seisuke speak, she smiled to him and tilted her head, finding his greeting to be a bit odd. She gestured to the open chairs at their table. "Greetings, Seisuke. Would you care for tea?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 6:51 pm
Although his initial attack had gone over relatively well, Adele had no knowledge of his opponent’s powers over air and gravity. He did not see until the last minute that Ali had taken a defensive stance and as Adele’s body flew forward towards Ali’s swiftly approaching fist, he only had time to comment on his shitty luck before a sickening crunch split the air in two. Ali’s fist was locked against Adele’s forehead, his skull shattered and the skin of his forehead had split in two, a dark liquid was seeping out. He staggered backwards a few feet from Adele; the smoke had already begun to disappear. Adele crossed his eyes in vain, trying to see the wound on his head. He then closed his eyes and began to shake violently. The skin began to mend itself, entrapping the pulsing black veins once more. Streaks of hair flurried madly around Adele’s head as f they were trying to escape in a frenzy; This was proving to be fun. He began to laugh as his body healed, and then he screamed at Ali. ”Is that ALL you have? That is it? You have cahones, kid. Real big cahones. ”
Adele had to blink a few times before he was able to move again—his vision had become slightly impaired from the blow. Suddenly, Adele lurched over, his hair falling into his face, and he vomited up a puddle of black liquid. Some of the excess dribbled down his chin and he wiped it away with a vicious smile. The puddle of black sludge began to rumble, and out of it came a small horde of leech-like creatures along with a horrid stench that made even Adele wish he didnt have a nose. As they crawled from the puddle of their breadth, they began to get fatter and fatter until they sprouted legs and arms. The slime began to tear apart as they reached their full potential. A group of rabid, little creatures with sharp teeth and a knack for blood had been unleashed upon Ali while Adele climbed up the walls into the rafters, waiting for an appropriate interval to strike. The creatures would buy him some time—he was still feeling too dizzy to make an accurate move.
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