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 Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 8:20 pm
Ghostest_Spell_Caster [i'm so bloody confused...}} ((If my text is underlined, even if it's in English, it's Latin, and only one who knows Latin will be able to understand the underlined text, unless they can pick out cognates and stuff. I think if you know a spot of Spanish, you'll be fine. Ella, I'm not so sure.)) ((And basically, for the sake of survival, I left Ialo and Luna out in the open because Ophiuchus is assuming that someone who isn't Albion will find them and seek medical attention for them))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 8:27 pm
Ella was starting to get scared as always. "Hello..." She looked around and then something ran across her foot. "Oh, gods of the heavens help me!" She screamed in Latin. Then she could smell blood. "Oh no, no." She looked around and tripped over her feet. She started to cry. "Help..."
[[me latin, Italic and underlined}}
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 8:30 pm
Ophiuchus perked up when he heard Latin. A female voice, too! That meant it couldn't be Albion. He slithered down the tree, his body condensed into a four-foot long snake, the transformations causing a new wave of blood to escape from his wound.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 8:37 pm
Ella looked around her eyes flowing with tears. The smell of blood was making her sick. "Gods of the heavens help me." She couldn't teleport because she was scared to barely move. She rapped her arms around her legs. She stood up hearing something move. "Who... who's there?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 8:42 pm
"You there, woman. Why do you cry? Your fear is overwhelming." Ophiuchus weakly approached the woman, leaving a trail of blood in the grass. Stupid me, who'd talk back to a talking snake?
((Damn, I'm using all three tags at once! I must be a tag-happy person.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 8:51 pm
Ella looked at Ophiuchus. "Because I have... wait a minute a smake that speaks Latin?!" She was shocked and then tilted her head. "Your the ones thats bleeding?" She said still crying. "Do you need help?" She asked calmly as she could. "If you do I could help."
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 8:53 pm
((ok so the fact that her character can just somehow speak fluid Latin really undermines the point of the underlining >.>))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 8:57 pm
{{ok then how would you tell if she's speaking latin or english?}}
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 8:59 pm
"I would like assistance, yes. I have come across two humans who require extensive healing, myself excluded. They are but children still in my eyes, and are not to die yet." This woman was clearly not Roman, her Latin still held traces of her native language.
((We can still fix it. It's just a pair of tags, and we haven't been using them very long.))
((I'll forgo the tags, since it's already been determined that my character speaks Latin.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 9:10 pm
Ella nodded. "Ok." Then she thought. Wait a munite, could they be my students? She stood up and walked over to him. She took a deep breath and began to heal him. Wind began to blow more quickly and would not stop until she was finished healing the wound. "I am done." She said as the wind died down.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 9:14 pm
((omg no, i just meant that the fact that she just happens to know Latin really defeats the purpose of the underlining, which i devised (well ok i devised the orange, but you know what i mean) SPECIFICALLY so that you would know when she could understand us and when she couldnt))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 9:18 pm
"Thank you." Ophiuchus slithered back over to the clearing where he had left the strange girl and his descendant. His descendant, who was currently lacking a strong pulse and who's knee was creating a small pool of blood. Well, at least he hadn't set them next to each other.
((Point taken. But, I'm still forgoing the tags. For now at least. Because, face it, Ophiuchus doesn't know English, so I don't think it really matters in my case, until he learns English.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 9:26 pm
Ella smiled brightly and had stopped crying. "I'm glad to help." She stood up and followed him. "Oh..." She remembered the faces. "Oh dear gods." She ran over to them. "Are you two ok?" She looked back and forth keeping her nose covered. She went strait for the person who had the worst wound. "Hold on." She said as she began to heal the wounds. "Please make it."
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 9:31 pm
Ophiuchus slithered over to the boy. The woman was healing him first. He assisted by lending some of his spiritual power. "What is your name, woman?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 9:31 pm
"Im sorry, I just cant allow that."
The energy wave struck the healer, knocking her away from the two teens.
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