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 Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 5:39 pm
Eragon dismounted Saphira slowly, and looked at Minasia nervously. How was he going to say this? 'Oh, I'm sorry, I thought I loved someone several times my age, and made you feel like crap?' Yeah, sounds great, he told himself sarcastically. This whole situation brought him back to the story of the Menoas tree. The young elf that left his supposed love that was older than him for someone his own age. Except the older female elf wasn't murdering him. "Uh, what happened? After your fall, you just seemed kind of...nervewracked" he told Minasia, his cheeks showing his embarassment.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 5:41 pm
SHe kept looking ahead, simply closing her eyes.
"Nothing of the such.. I was just.. Shocked.. And calm is my way of being shocked..."
She slowly dismounted Ingothold, falling to her knees at her descent.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 5:50 pm
Eragon rushed over to Minasia, his subconscious kicking in. "Minae?" he asked when he got to her. "Are you alright?" He had subconsciously placed his hand upon hers, and stared into her eyes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 5:53 pm
She slowly (sayin that a lot...o_o;; wink lifted her head, a few tears roling down her cheek.
"Eragon..."
She jumped up, in an outburst, and threw herself in his arms, her legs paining as much as her heart...
((meh! I gotta go! crying and it was just getting good... stare ))
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 5:56 pm
Eragon stared at Ingothold, surprise showing in his face through his open mouth. Close your mouth, Eragon, Saphira reminded him. He promptly shut his mouth, and opened it to talk, "I'm sorry, Minasia," he said, half of him wondering why he was even saying sorry, the other half knowing he was retarded back at Ellesmera.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:36 am
She smiled and loifted her head, sloowly (eek!) backed off, lowering her head.
''I'm sorry...''
She quickly untied her corset, lifting her tunic, revealing a large patch of purple-ish skin.
''Poison...''
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:42 pm
Eragon blushed in embarassment when he saw her lift up her corset, and looked at the purple patch. "How did you get poisoned?" he asked, bewildered. There was no way that this could have happened. None at all. Unless she had been sporting the purple spot since before she came to Aberon to get him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:01 pm
She quickly tied back the garment, sighing both in pain and relief.
"It actually happened quite a while ago... When I was younger, I was bitten by a venomous snake... It took a while before it had any effect, and I don't think it's just some odd coincidence... I think that Galbatorix sent it, and that it was planned for it to bite..."
She stopped, then gasped, hitting her head.
"Of course not! I PROTECTED Islanzadi! SHE was the one aimed at! nt me!"
She shrugged and looked down, pretty embarassed by her ignorance.
"Well, in any case, I still think he sent it, that wicked king..."
She looked at Eragon's disturbed face, then randomly said "Humans, elves, dwarves or Urgals can'T enter Du Weldenvarden on their own accord... Animals, though, can enter and go at their whim..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:56 pm
Eragon was a bit unprepared for her sudden understanding. "So, what were the effects of this snake bite?" he asked. If a bite could stay for that long as a purple blister-thing, then it must have had dastrous side-effects.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 5:16 pm
"The usual; Diziness, insomnia, sudden stmach pains, as well as migraines... And occasional faintings..."
She sighed and layed back on the soft san`l The sun was setting and the ground was coolin down.. Throwing shivers up her spine once and a while.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 6:16 pm
Eragon looked at Minasia. "So, the effects haven't relented at all?" he asked, and held on to the dragon-scales even more.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 2:03 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 4:25 pm
"Seems not, eh?"
She smiled faintly and sighed once more, looking up at the stars.
I wonder if she's watching me...
((theyR'e in the hadarac desert...ON the hadarac desert... o_o))
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 6:53 pm
Eragon winced. He couldn't imagine a life full of pain, all due in the protection of someone else. He suddenly knew what Elva must have felt like. It hurt her to not protect someone, even if they were hurting themselves. He looked up at the stars. In Carvahall, he would normally look up and see only pinprics of light against the navy backdrop, and smile of their beauty. However, now, he looked up, and saw creatures and people, and smiled because of the stories attached to them. Stories of how they ended up in the heavens. "Beautiful sky tonight, huh?" he said, willing to make the moment last longer.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 12:20 pm
"Isn'T it?"
She sighed and closed her eyes, pointing up at a peculiar formation... Oddly resembled a Dragon spitting fire towards a man.. Likely a king.
"You see him? That's Mordored, he's the one who killed the mad king in Mack'tuen*, back in Alalea... He saved us all from a certain irony of the fate..."
She smiled and looked and pointed further, to a silouhette that looked like a king with a crooked crown.
"That's Martial III, he was the creator of Ni'haen**, one of the greatest commercial cities..."
((I just went on and iinvented some cties... o_o
* razz ronounced Mak-tooANE
** razz ronounced neeHEN))
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