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 Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 9:10 am
She messed up? Slowly a red blush crept across Rintala's face, and she kept her head down to hide the very same one. It wasn't so much a blush of embarassment, but anger. She had not messed up! There was nothing wrong with her technique, it was ment to protect her from local street toughs or bandits along the highway not fight warders in the White Tower! She didn't mess up! "I would like that, thank you." Even with her raging malstrom of fire in the pit of her stomach she still maintained a rather pleasant tone of voice, or pleasant for Rintala which sounded like a near snarl to anyone else. She wasn't normally a very happy individual, which showed in her eyes, and normally kept herself indifferent or angry to everything.
Her head was down, but her eyes were wanting to climb up her forehead. She could barely hide her astonishment! She'd seen some other Aes Sedai weave little balls of light over their heads, or lift things with air, but what was that?! When she approached her mother and sister to ask they simply laughed at her...no one could see what the Aes Sedai were doing, except other Aes Sedai. Well Rintala could! She couldn't duplicate them, and sometimes she barely managed to fit them in without accidently setting her hair on fire, which is partially the reason why it was cut so short. On the road to the White Tower she had experimented with a simple ball of fire, and ended up burning her hair and half her gear with it. Again her face shone red, this time with embarassment.
She didn't know she could channel, and even if she did know she was a warder, or would like to be one, no Aes Sedai! Let them meddle with the power all they wanted, she was a sword fighter!
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 10:21 am
((...for the record, you're still scary...but it's better than being naked.))
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 10:31 am
Gaidin Wes responded in turn, letting the Void carry him as he had negotiated Nariah into Asha'man's saddle... Now, as they neared Tar Valon Wes couldn't help but smile at the grand city as he could not the first time he had came here. Now it was home, but he was not coming home to relax just yet. Nariah was a stubborn girl, understandably so. But she would be a handful for those teaching her. From what he had heard, the Black Tower's style of teaching would be much better for her. But he was just a Warder, the training of Saidar was not his business.Meh, I was sorta hoping to give S_P a chance to post, especially since I sorta was gone for longer than I had planned, but we have to move on... Again, sorry for the time warp, but I think we are days behind... (Understandable, sorry for quoting so much) Kali tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she shot a glance over at Wes. He was her Warder and they were going 'home' for the time being. She assumed she'd have to explain a few things about the Nariah girl and how she came about being with them and all the things related to her. It was interesting, to say, that she'd have to hand her over. She only hoped that the Light wouldn't allow Kali to be a teacher of her. Or any Novices for that matter. Ah, she'd so wanted to go out and about to explore. How sad that they'd gotten caught up and involved with this girl. But it was another win for the tower, another girl for them.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 2:58 am
Nekoyasha_Skiiy ((...for the record, you're still scary...but it's better than being naked.)) ((ooo! i agree...ya....looks scared... twisted ))
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 6:15 am
Nekoyasha_Skiiy ((...for the record, you're still scary...but it's better than being naked.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 8:09 am
CleverMog Nekoyasha_Skiiy ((...for the record, you're still scary...but it's better than being naked.)) ((ahh don't cry *pats him on the head* you don't look that scary. Perhaps it just scares them to see such a little bit of your flesh xd To me only your hair is scary.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 10:18 am
Mirren ((ahh don't cry *pats him on the head* you don't look that scary. Perhaps it just scares them to see such a little bit of your flesh xd To me only your hair is scary.)) ((*Slaps OMFG hat on head* There! Hair is mostly covered. Is that okay for everyone? stare ))
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 10:41 am
Knowing that it went against what Clarissa would desire of him, Yurin calmly watched as his last hope for easy escape close after the male Channeler. Regardless of the consequences, he had to do what was needed, what was right. There was the minute chance that he could kill this 'Nae'Blis', there was an even remoter chance that he would survive the encounter. Whatever the cost, he had to take it. The Creator only knew what plans the Dark One had in store for their fair White Tower, but it was assured that whatever they were, they were not what the Aes Sedai wished.
Taking a deep breath and steeling his resolve, Mog turned, resolutely, toward the entrance to Dorian's lair and proceeded to shuffle forward at an exaggeratedly slow pace. If he moved too quickly and allowed himself to be noticed, he was lost. The fever had spread throughout his body and was pulsing in the back of his head. As much as he was taught how to ignore heat and cold, never sweating even in the direst of heats, he was sweating profusely now. This was no simple outside temperature to treat with disdain, this was the internal temperature of his own body, his metabolism slowly pushing the sludge through his veins, bringing him closer and closer to death. He could feel his mind trudging through thoughts as trying to run through chest-deep water, he didn't have much time.
Inching past the Draghkar at the entrance, Yurin thought it was over as one sniffed the air before it and seemed to look right at him. Gulping softly, Mog continued his painstakingly slow path to Dorian. Upon entering the room, he saw the boy bent over a small desk in the corner, scribbling away at some pages-long note. The vision of him swam as consciousness threatened to leave him. Squeezing his eyes closed and shaking his head, Mog refused to release it, not yet. When he shook his head, he almost stumbled as his equilibreum went askew, sending the room tilting wildly around him, but he managed to stay steadfast. He would not allow something as foolish as his own health to stand between himself and foiling the Dark One's plans.
Coming upon the 'child' from behind, Yurin was struck by the act he was about to commit, he was about to kill a child, from behind, a more cowardly act, he had never performed. A tear leaked down his cheek as he prayed to the Creator for a child he had never known, that whatever the boy had been before being taken over so fully by another, that he was no longer present to feel what was about to happen to him. He prayed that the Creator had that poor, innocent youth cradled in His loving hand, and that he was happy wherever he was.
Not wishing to chance the sound of drawing steel to alert Dorian to his presence, Yurin made his hand rigid and as hard as steel, a fighting stance he had learned from one of the teachers at the Black Tower. When fighting weaponless, your hands must be your weapons, keep them as honed as your blades and they would never fail you. Moving with the deathly grace of a striking snake, Mog's arrow-straight fingers streaked toward the boy's neck, toward that tender, life-pumping vein and the hollow, air-giving tube just on the other side, it was a killing stroke, and it was not a pleasant death, he would choke, suffocate, and drown in his own blood. Creator forgive him for what he was doing..
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 11:12 am
CleverMog Mirren ((ahh don't cry *pats him on the head* you don't look that scary. Perhaps it just scares them to see such a little bit of your flesh xd To me only your hair is scary.)) ((*Slaps OMFG hat on head* There! Hair is mostly covered. Is that okay for everyone? stare )) ((there's a good boy, listen to those who can't think with the hair on their chest. *throws cooky*))
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 12:04 pm
Mirren ((there's a good boy, listen to those who can't think with the hair on their chest. *throws cooky*))
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 1:00 pm
CleverMog Mirren ((there's a good boy, listen to those who can't think with the hair on their chest. *throws cooky*)) ((hey you just spilled a chocolat chip cookie scream . Oh I am capable of rational thought on the uni, only sometimes my brain need to do something irational.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 2:19 pm
((*Stands up with frizzled hair and taps foot with hands on hips* I was not dead and did not need the electrical shock. Did you even bother to check my pulse?
Anyway, I'm terribly sorry for not posting earlier. Things came up, took over life, still are, but I was able to get in here and see what was going on. It's nice to know people are willing to save me from death. xd ))Nekoyasha_Skiiy Skiiy follows Katerine through the town, and he can't help getting an eerie feeling. The buildings peer down on them with a foreboding aura that Skiiy can't seem to shake. He's only felt this a couple of times before, but his experiences in those places had never been pleasant. He can only hope that they'll be leaving the city soon. They arrive at the two buildings, and Skiiy resists the strong feeling to split up and take the right one. He has accepted the fact that he has an Aes Sedai to protect now, and knows that he must stick by her side, and always keep her safe. He sticks by her side as she begins to explore the building, but he helps too, checking in any number of places for the two objects that will allow them to complete their current quest and protect the Tower. Katerine was walking through boxes and checking the walls. Nothing that looked like the cabinet from the foretelling came to her eyes and it was starting to frustrate her. There was not much time, and she didn't want to be late. Though what she would be late for, Katerine had no idea. Eventually she could not control her frustration and she had the vague thought that Skiiy could now tell that. After moving several boxes, Katerine sat down on one and put her chin in her hands. "This is horrible. Time is surely running out and I can't even find a blasted cabinet." Sitting like that for a few more moments, Katerine once again rose and started to search through the warehouse. Skiiy was not far off looking too and she wished that maybe he would see it. As she was backing up, Katerine bumped into some boxes which sent them crashing down. The loud breaking of the boxes sent her standing straight as a board and wincing at the loud noise. When she finally opened her eyes though, the cabinet she had been searching for was in front of her. Katerine stood in shock for a few moments before calling over to her warder. "Skiiy! I found it. Come over here." She moved forward and tenatively grasped the handles on the doors. When she pulled on them, the doors swung silently open to reveal the shield and figure just as the foretelling had shown them. Katerine reached out and lightly placed her fingers on the shield. The feeling of a terangreal sparked under her fingertips. Apparently this certain item didn't need a Power user to activate it. Then she reached for the figurine. Katerine instantly felt the ability to draw incredible amounts of the One Power when touching the ivory woman. "We need to get back to the Tower and talk to the Amyrlin. Maybe she will offer some insight to my foretelling and the uses for these things." As she spoke, the sense of Shadowspan increased suddenly. Katerine instantly tensed while trying to think of a plan. The amount didn't seem to be too much, but even a few Fades against just her and her warder could have devestating results. Katerine lifted the shield which was unusually light and the woman figurine. "I can't tell how many there are right now, but we need to leave for sure now."
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 3:21 pm
He was puzzled for a moment, looking around his sorrounding. Indeed the amyrlin isnt there. But where did she go then, a open question that poped into his head. Still making his own speculations, Hawk face Merc and walks towards her. When he was close to her he answered her question of him being at this place. The amyrlin ran away from me he said. Then i sense your presence here. So what is happening there anyways he pointed at the ashes falling on their head. He take off an ash particle from her hair as he is looking at her eyes.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 8:50 pm
Mercury mumbled a thanks as the ash particle came out of her hair. She shook her head in an attempt to get out whatever else might be there. Turning from the now silent slope of dragonmount, she looked towards Hawk.
"Your guess is as good as mine. Someone started shouting about dragonmount's ice melting, and by the time we started taking care of that, the entire thing started erupting..though it shouldn't. I don't even know if they found the source of this yet."
Honestly...the one night I get a full rest and this chaotic day happens...one day, for all this! Perhaps I'm better off getting little sleep...
((*separates Mog & Mirren* Play nice children....or else... evil *ahem* Now then, who wants to watch re-runs of the Bonding game? smile ))
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