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 Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 9:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 11:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 11:05 am
((can i start another fight? because without Ookami and the others here, my character was basically the only one pushing any sort of plot))
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 11:46 am
((Boom, how the hell do I keep missing you?))
((Thunder-King01 is online fairly often, you might persuade him to come back.))
((Or, we could have that timeskip that Ookami mentioned a while back, and put this thread on temporary Hiatus, and carry on miniature roleplays in the guild.))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 12:19 pm
[[ya... um *falls over.* thats a good idea... we need to get everyone else back into the rp...]]
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:04 pm
"What do any of you know of the man who kidnapped the children?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:05 pm
((I think it'll be better once school starts and everyone works out their schedules. For example, I won't get home until 4:30 my time, but i don't go to bed until nine, which gives me plenty of time to post, even if I can't be online at the same time as everyone else.))
Ophiuchus regarded the man carefully. "I have reason to believe he may be Albion, a man who is an extremely capable fighter. hat I do know for a fact however, is that one of those children is a distant descendant of mine."
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:08 pm
((this is a pic of my buddy Jack around December 07 from our Japanese class )) 
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:10 pm
[[ ya. 3:00 for me and 9:00 for bed]]
Ella shook her head. "Sorry but no." She looked at Myia and sighed.
Myia frowned. "I don't know a bloody thing." She laid down and relax.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:10 pm
((You hang out with some crazy people.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:11 pm
"Then it sounds to me like this, Albion did you say it was, is attempting to put you where he wants you to be. For what I can't say."
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:12 pm
((True, although I must say he looked much more normal before his picture got thrown into photobucket hahaha))
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:19 pm
BoomXXIV "Then it sounds to me like this, Albion did you say it was, is attempting to put you where he wants you to be. For what I can't say."
"It would seem he hates me for one reason or another." Free of the spell, the Serpent once again turned away and began to walk down the hallway. What he didn't know was that the very mother Ella was referring to was just a few corridors down, heading in their direction.((Insert Jaws music))
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:23 pm
Myia looked up and then stared at the wall. "So what should we do?" She sat herself up. "We need to get them bloody weaklings back from the donkey." She laughed.
Ella stood up. "We do need to do something." She made the spirit wall disappear. "I can teleport us to where they are or close to where they are." Ella offered.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:40 pm
Ophiuchus stopped in midstep and addressed the Healer. "To teleport to wherever they are would possibly use up valuable energy. I don't want to make you mad, but if you were to tire out in the middle of the confrontation... It would make it harder on us all."
Mrs. Enlil was nervous. Not the kind of nervous when giving a speech to a room full of disdainful old businessmen, that she didn't mind. This was the kind of nervous that only a parent gets, specifically a mother when she senses something is wrong with her child. It's the kind of concern that washes over you when your child has the flu and you wonder if they'll be okay alone in the middle of the night. THAT kind of nervous. And every sense Elaine Enlil had was telling her something was very wrong with her eldest son. She was on her way to library, one had a way of learning things there, and not with books.
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