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 Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 12:10 am
He nodded and escorting her like a gentleman they both went into Ziven's house to rest
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 4:42 pm
It was one of those rare occassions in which Ali actually read a book, it was about lost artifacts but nevertheless it wasn't often he was found reading. While reading about a artifact named "Solace of Souls", Ali's eyes darted to the side as he seemingly heard the sound of a book falling. Frowning a little and closing the book as he stood up, swinging the chair around and tossing it up and onto the table. As soon as he did this about ten guys or so emerged out from the darkness that lingered between the many bookshelves, All wearing cowls over their heads and with a very distinctive symbol covering the cowls completely.* Nazis?...
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:06 pm
Wandering in to the library, she looked rather cheerful despite still being frustrated with herself for still being all blue. Moving through the room, she saw Ali and went to his side. When he said Nazis, she did not know what he was referring to there but saw the sign. "The swastika is a symbol of luck!" she said cheerfully, smiling brightly. "I read about that in a book when studying at the school for a while." seeing the group of people, she tilted her head. "Friends of yours?" she asked of Ali.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:21 pm
* Ali narrowed his eyes and put all his might into pushing Ziven aside and to the floor, tossing the book into the air as the Nazi's automatic weapons opened fire at him. For Ali things moved in slow motion, for the rest of them Ali was moving at a insane speed and sent several bullets hailing into other protectile paths. He also fired his own pistols which was probably drowned in the sound of the automatic fire but proven as most of the nazi were brought down by gunshots to the chest or head. At the same time that the book landed onto the table the shooting stopped Ali the last remaining Nazi's stood there with their eyes wide in awe and Ali starring straight at them with two pistols that had barrels so hot they were bright red. Ali then advanced towards them while he holstered his pistols swiftly as one of them began to reload, comming up to him just as he had it loaded and ready and giving him a quick punch to the face and grabbing him into a stranglehold. Disarming him and emptying the entire 30 rounds clip into the second Nazi that was still awe struck. Tossing a quick glance at Ziven to make sure she was alright, Alidropped the automatic weapon and used his now other free hand to twist his captive's head and break his neck with a loud and sickening crack.*
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:31 pm
She fell to the floor with an annoyed expression, huffing at him and about to protest angrily until she saw them all open fire. Casting her barrier around herself, she stood, crossing her arms and frowning at them. "That was not nice at all and they are not lucky." she said with a disapproving tone, shaking her head at the sound of the neck snapping. Looking to Ali, she was half frowning and half pouting."There is a name for these people?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:37 pm
Yeah, scum of the earth.* Ali dropped the Nazi and stepped over him, drawing one of his pistols and reloading it slowly. then tossing it over to his left hand, aiming at one of them that was still alive and mumbeling and planting three shots into his chest. Not even blinking and not even hesitating. Just keeping his cold stare even after he had holstered the pistol again and looked over at Ziven, if he ever looked like a cold hearted killer then this was it.*
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:39 pm
"But who are they and why have they earned such a title?" she asked softly, tilting her head, curious more.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:42 pm
It's not a title, it's a personal opinion. Ever heard of the second World War?* Ali crossed his arms across his chest, in a way he didn't expect her to know. Gaia in general had been sheltered from such a event, even more so Elves and the like.*
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:59 pm
"Often written or referred to as WWII?" she asked softly, tilting her head. She pondered her memory for a minute before responding. "Only a bit in the Muggle Studies class which is notorious for giving brief and often inaccurate accounts of historical events of human kind." she said softly, looking up to him with more curiosity.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 6:05 pm
Yeah well the Nazis were the one that started such a large war, the were defeated but their ideals of them being the only pure race still lives on in followers. Seems they've gotten more brave or it's a nazi group that wants me dead for some odd reason. Guess I should've let one live to interogate him... * Ali frowned a little and shrugged, it wasn't a large loss. either they leaved him alone now or they tried again, in which he would take one captive then.* In any case Nazis are like cockroaches, no matter how much you try to get rid of them they always come crawling back.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 12:50 pm
"I do not like the sound of that at all." she said with a frown, crossing her arms also. Thinking for a moment, she wondered, why there would be any of these people around even if the war was over. "I do not understand people who think in such a way. Perhaps it is because I myself cannot truly be pure .." she said softly, considering more.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 1:12 pm
We're all different, just like Seisuke considers drinking someones blood as blasphemy while I don't see the big deal about it aslong as the one being feasted on doesn't die. We're all different and have our own ideals, but there are those that share our ideals and that's why we have religious groups and so on.* Ali nudged the nearest dead nazi a little before he crouched down and began to dig around in his pockets, pulling out a matchbox and studying it. "Miriella's bar"? Was a start, perhaps he could get some answers there.* What I'd like to know is why I'm being targeted, Doubt it's about the Triads and I've never fought any nazi's in the past...so why?
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 1:40 pm
"I will help you if you wish. Perhaps I can investigate or be eyes and ears for you there." she offered, smiling a bit.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 2:18 pm
No, I don't want you in harms way on my account. It's me they're after, I'd rather not risk you becoming a target too.* Ali stood up straight and rolled his shoulders a little, drawing and reloading the other pistol and holstering it again in a very fast motion.
True Ali had brought her along to dangerous places but that was because her skills could be useful and it would be hard to place her at those places, having a blue haired girl snoop around about Nazi's was not the most subtle thing in the world.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 3:46 pm
Nestled in a self-made mess of books and self-written notes on scraps of paper, Azuris sits in a corner of the library, stacks of old history books, familly lineages, epics of old heros and books on sorcery sit open around him. At sporadic places between the piles of books he's looking through sit candles, keeping his chaotic "study" well lit. He sits, a book in lap, scribbling with a featherpen on a peice of parchment, his eyes afixed in the book he holds as he copies something down then sighs, closing the book with a snap at the loud noises. He rubs the bridge of his nose, between his eyes as he closes his eyes. He looks over his studies and shakes his head, finally just leaning back to rest as the various people wander through the library.
After about ten minutes, he finally sits back forward, continuing his writing and arranging of notes on the paper he brought. His studies continue much in this fashion, periodically stopping for food, drink, and rest...but not sleep...he burns the midnight oil late into the night.
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