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 Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:14 am
" Now that is a family hello ! " Nathan said as he loughed for a moment a the thigns that where going on.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:21 am
* Ali was caught completely off guard as he heard the old geezer called him Grandson, therefor taking the buckshot to his left shoulder and spin around due to the loss of focus and the impact force. Falling to his knee afterwards as he let things go through his mind, Now he remembered him. He was that Cop that managed to catch him when he was young and had him spend an entire day in that darn station, not even a word then that he was family? Why?.* You've collected rumors of me, of how resistant I am to pain and how much I can endure.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:26 am
True, I've heard you can withstand alot. That you're a walking tank. I have no idea why though but atleast the rumors are true. Pleased to see someone in the family came out straight, Married an all. Even heard you got children too and...a city if i'm not mistaken.* Gregory stuffed the shotgun back into his coat and dug up a pack of cigs from his coat pocket, attempting to light one up with a lighter that apparantly didn't work this time.* Come on you piece of crap..
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:43 am
(Dear Zyl had to leave)
* Ali started to head home after an eventful day.*
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:22 pm
With a small pop, Ziven appeared in the rafters of the bar. She said nothing, she did not look to see if others around, simply appeared and sat there in the darkness.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:43 pm
A dark aura once again surrounded the tavern, thick fog creepy under the door and along the wooden floor, covering it in a dark sheet. The aura travelled with her everywhere, and so this meant she could not be far.
Moments after the homey inn was transformed into darkness, a dark sillouette of a woman could be seen in the darkest corner of the room.. It began walking forwards, the shadow looking as though it was being stretched as she did so. Moments after, Amara, wearing her black leather clothing walked out of it, as if being formed by the shadow itself, which is exactly what happened.
She stood for a moment before sighing and making her way to a stool at the bar. Pushing her long black hair behind her shoulder once more, Amara began to gently tap the wooden bar counter. It was a shame that no one would recognise her. Aliator, her oldest friend, is the only one who had seen her within the place who had seen her before he gave her her new body, and so, no one else could really give her information of her past.
Her emerald green eyes stared at one spot on the floor. She had not bothered to look around the room. Fact is, she didn't have to anymore.
"And what might your name be?"
She said, her voice echoed and phased, as if the voice was torn between this world, and a different type of world all together. The question was meant for the young girl proped up in the rafters. No doubt Amara knew her, and no doubt she knew Amara... before. The connection between them now would undoubtly be lost now.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:44 pm
Seisuke entered the bar, through the front in an aparent lazy way.Joining the visitors in the place he went to the bar and opened a bottle of sake. Taking a cup of sake in one gulp he sighs.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:51 pm
A gentle tapping noise is heard as Kari comes running down the steps. Her long dark hair flying behind her, still wet from her shower. Looking around the room she can see a few people. Well lovely, she was bored anyhow.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:54 pm
An unfamiliar aura was felt before Ziven could see a familiar form. What was going on? This was most confusing. Though she was not looking at her, she asked a question to the floor. Perhaps she was confused? The next moment, Seisuke entered and he too seemed to be out of sorts. Though she wanted to go to Seisuke, she answered Amara first after dropping to the floor slowly. Blue eyes looked to the female, accompanied by a pleasant smile. "I am Ziven." she replied with a small nod.
"Excuse me, I must speak with my friend." she said softly before turning toward Seisuke. After he he sighed, she spoke to him, a look of concern on her face. "Seisuke-ona, does something trouble you?" she asked kindly.
Ziven realized Kari had also entered, but would save her greeting for her friend until after Seisuke spoke.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:00 pm
Amara continued to stare at the same spot on the floor. Did she dare look up at the beings in the room? Did she dare look up and stare into their fate, watch their deaths and be dissapointed once more? The questions lingered in her mind as she stayed silent. If this one named Ziven had to speak with her friend, then so be it, it was of little matter to Amara anyway.
Lifting her hand from the counter, a small ball of shadow formed hovering just abover her palm. It seemed to pulse slightly as it hovered before it lower it self, laying onto her palm and slowly spreading, consuming Amaras entire hand in a dark purple liquid-like mixture. It stay visible for a few moments before it sunk in.
Letting out a small sigh, Amara continued to stare at the same spot on the floor.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:03 pm
Matthew entered the bar, looking a little down in spirits. The shirt he had been wearing, that Ziven had been kind enough to make for him, was looking utterly shredded. Though he hadn't removed it for a number of reasons. First and foremost, he didn't realize the damage made to it since he had just woken up. He tried to smile, but wasn't feeling so great still, but no matter, it would pass. It always would. He was pleased to see that Ziven was present, he could at least talk to her about the shirt before it would become obvious he wasn't feeling great. As he approached, it would likely be obvious to all who had met him that his appearance was different today, most notably being a good two inches taller than yesterday. When he spoke, his voice sounded tired. "Good afternoon Miss Ziven. I hope I am not interrupting."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:08 pm
She saw Amara first. Smieling a bit she wandered over seeing that she wasn't engadged in any type of conversation.
"Good evening Miss." She said, her soft musical voice carrying its self to the lady.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:17 pm
She turned to Matt, surprised that he looked rather bad. "Matt, what happened to you?" she asked with concern in her voice. She immediately noticed that his appearance was different but did not want to bring attention to this. "Here, let me help you." she continued. Gently placing her hand on his arm, she used the same spell she used on herself first thing in the morning as well as created a new shirt for him. She smiled kindly to him after this with a nod of approval.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:18 pm
Well, that was most unexpected, Amara thought to herself as she continued to stare at the floor. Someone who she did know addressing her with a conversation first. Amara did not dare look up; the voice of the young girl sounded far to innocent and Amara dreaded to look at her.
"Hello."
Amara said simply in her phased out voice. Truth was, the only person who Amara was interested in speaking to at this moment was Ziven, as she felt something inside of her worth investigating. But, nevertheless, Amara would engage in conversations with others if the oppotunity arose.
This young girl who had addressed her had no way of identifying Amara, so that showed certain guts to speak with someone she did not know.
"Who might you be?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:23 pm
Matt tilted his head. More unnecessary kindness? What is up with this lady? Putting a poor guy to shame like this, though truly appreciating her kindness. With a smile, he embraced her to thank her. Something more was different with him though, but he would examine this later. He let his hand linger on her shoulder for a moment before moving on in to the kitchen to find something to eat. "My goodness, Miss Ziven, you spoil me rotten. I must find a way to repay you for your troubles. Don't mean to be rude to you and your friend here, but my stomach is quite unhappy with me, I'll return after I find a snack or something."
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