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 Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 3:12 pm
[Before I post, is it her voice, or actually her there?]
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 3:14 pm
DemonDays2 [Before I post, is it her voice, or actually her there?] (she is actually there but it only sounds like her voice is there, so like you cant sense her body preasence.)
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 3:15 pm
Bjorn stayed quiet. He couldn't feel anything but the rustle of the breeze across his back, and he did not speak, or otherwise acknowledge the voice. Likely a magic trick, made to make the targets afraid, on edge...before the killing strike hits.
Stay calm, stay deadly, his captain always said.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 3:32 pm
 she puffed up her cheeks in annoyance. "fine ignore me, ugh honestly so boring!!"
she dissapeared once again and suddenly a gust of strong wind hit the camp.
it was as if a little girl throwing a tantrum.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:09 pm
 Laptus Borielle Azure
Warrior/Mage/"Speak or Spells"/'Thoughts'/ Actions/Describing "My prayers go up to Bevaita..." A swift reply came from his remark. In a low hushing whisper the voice said "Well you're a sharp one." Soon after a shadow played across the firelight, flickering here and there. 'Tricks? This one is quite playful.' he thought, but panicking would just make things worse. It shall go away soon enough. So he sat calmly at his spot listening for any type of presense. A soft giggle was heard some where in the camp. Others panicked and some pulled weapons. 'Don't pull it out untill you know what you're dealing with...' The giggle was cut off in a matter of seconds. It was then followed by a sharp gust of wind. Twigs , leaves and branches flew up in a tumoil then fell back to earth as the wind died down. Laptus began to look around. No serious damage had been delt. "Aaah? The whining child left already..? he mused. "And may my heart bleed for you..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 12:24 pm
she walked towards the camp, her wide purple eyes beeming, staring at them.
her head was slightly lowered, part of her hair covered her face. "child?" she giggled again.
she was now visible for all to see. she glared at them all, "disgusting" she murmured.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 12:27 pm
At the the sound of a giggle nearby, Bjorn glanced out of the corner of his eye at the approaching figure. Quick as a flash, he was up and on the way to the girl. He placed a massive hand on her shoulder, his claymore loose in the other hand.
"Now...why are you spying on us?" he asked.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 12:59 pm
 she stared over from the tree at the girl approaching, getting a proper look at her.
!!! she sat up "don't touch her" she jumped down from the tree immidiatly aiming an arrow at the girl.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 1:07 pm
she suddenly grinned. "who said i was spying" she looked up at the man, "who said you could touch me" her eyes widened.
before he could noticed she had already pushed away his arm and slammed her palm into his chest releasing black lightening into his chest (not enough to kill him, just to knock him bk)
she had dissapeared from sight and once again as if a shadow herself, she still lingered around the camp her light laughter still being carried upon the wind.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 1:16 pm
Bjorn looked down at his chest where the lightning hit. He scratched at the spot and looked up to see the girl gone.
Whatever she had done barely hurt him. Then again, he was built like a castle wall, so there wasn't much that COULD. "That was...odd." he stated simply.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 1:27 pm
she approached him, standing besie him. "she's a gailor soldier" her eyes were still purple.
"she is small, but don't under estimate her." she was calm and stood still as if she was waiting for something.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 3:35 pm
((...Writer's block. I can't think of anything. sweatdrop ))
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