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 Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 4:28 pm
"Then leave me be." His voice has slightly laced with harshness. "I need to be undisturbed for possibly the rest of the hours of the day."
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 4:36 pm
Moé froze, and then walked back into her room sadly.
"Sir..."
She looked over and saw the journal. Feeling an odd sort of hatred, she destroyed the book, shredded it, until there was nothing left.
She began to have a conversation with herself, as odd as it was.
'D-Die.'
'But I'm here in case you run out of ammunition! You're useless in hand-to-hand combat without me!'
'I don't know who you are, just... die!'
Eventually Moé was cleansed of the book and the dark personality[ she placed the remnants in a black hole], and she went to sleep; she seemed to be of a much lighter disposition, and there was no tension in the air.
Damn it, she thought. I can't tell Sir about this, he'll think I'm crazy.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 5:16 pm
Caleb removed his black flowing robe and pulled up the left sleeve of his dress shirt. Taking a scalpel and cutting a fresh wound into his skin. Brushing away the blood and slipping his fingers under the cut before pulling it down his arm. He drearily looked at the discolored flesh.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 5:24 pm
Moé, who had newfound confidence, rose up out of bed and went timetraveling.
She came back with a bunch of tomes that had long gone out of print, some of natural cures, others on elements.
Moé located what looked to be Caleb's bedroom, and placed the books on a desk. She wrote a small note saying 'I destroyed the part of me you hated. Here's an apology. --Moé'.
She went back into her room, and began to interior decorate with her various clocks.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 5:43 pm
Caleb produced a small gold potion, pouring it into the wound. His arm snapped back as a faint sound of flesh burning could be heard. He threw the bottle against the wall and he held onto his arm.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 5:46 pm
Moé, bored, carried the books with her in a parcel, with the note in her hand. She looked for the basement, and saw the door.
Moé placed the parcel down, with the note on top of it.
She knocked on the door, chimed 'Delivery!', and then left for her room.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 5:58 pm
Caleb began to sow his skin back together. He jumped when he heard the her come knock. Quickly getting up he glided to the door and opened it, seeing the stack of various old books.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 5:59 pm
Moé happily skipped along to her room.
I hope he likes it!, she thought.
[[final post,though I'll post 6AM tomorrow.]]
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 6:08 pm
Caleb picked up the stack of heavy books and went back down to his study.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 7:42 pm
Miss Lovely Rita Lucy got into a fighting stance. " To put it bluntly, show me what you're made of, so that I can analyze your placement in the class. Don't hold back, let your demon energies run wild.."
"Ah, so this is class." Sam murmured to herself, closing her eyes and drawing on her inner, raw demon powers. She felt the change starting. Her skin boiled as its tone darkened, her eyes took on an ethereal red glow, sharp, lethal horns began to sprout from her head as her clothes disappeared to make room for her demon form. Her fingernails and toenails were now extended and deadly. A snarl erupted from her lips as she stared at Lucy, bloodlust burning in her eyes. It had been far too long.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 3:34 am
Lucy showed not one hint of fear.
"Well, come on. Try to hit me with all you've got."
[[Lovelace: My true form is much scarier.
Moé: That's because you're Satan!]]
~*~
Moé finally encountered Caleb.
"Sir, sir! I'll help you carry those!"
She opened a portal below to what she guessed was his study, and transported them.
She looked at Caleb.
"S-Sir... I'm sorry if I made you angry earlier, I killed that part of me. I'm horrible at hand-to-hand combat, really..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 7:29 am
Sam shrugged nonchalantly at Lucy's emotionless face as she transformed. She had probably seen plenty of demons in her years at Mokosamu. Ecstatic that she could finally unleash her reigned demon powers, Sam sent a fury of fireballs directed at Lucy followed by swift melee attacks that surely landed at least a few.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 12:25 pm
Lucy used a small psychic shield to deflect the fireballs, and deflected all of her attacks with her forearms.
"An ifrit? Huh. I may have just joined this school, but..."
She unleashed a horde of will-o-the-wisps.
"..surely an ifrit is safe form burns."
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 1:15 pm
The distinct sound of paper ripping echoed from the cavity of a half burried tree in the courtyard of Mokosamu. Various books littered around the fallen ficus; their insides as hollow as their owner, Caleb. Each thin strip procured from the venerable volumes became soft insulation against the cold months to come, while exacting long-awaited vengence against the antagonistic aggressor who couldn't control his woman. Taro's feathers ruffled in giddy anticipation as his talons rendered several more pages from the next tome piled in his wooden nook, confident his actions would go unnoticed.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 1:21 pm
Moé saw some of the books in the study missing.
"Huh?"
She paused.
"Gimme a sec, Sir."
She opened a portal to the study, and after tracking down the book's locations, saw a tengu ripping up from books.
She walked through the portal in partial disbelief.
"Excuse me," she said. "What are you doing?"
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