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 Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 2:24 pm
Smiling, she bobbed her head, looking to him wit curious eyes. "Perhaps I should leave you to your training and I may go to mine also. Ali is teaching me the guns slinging." she said with a giggle.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 8:56 pm
"He's a gunslinger? Interesting..." Reaching into the chest, Carus pulled out a large gold overcoat, similar to those of the old west. With it, he pulled out a pair of gun belts, the holsters filled with massive gold and ivory revolvers.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 9:58 pm
"Aye, that he is. A man of many talents." she said cheerfully, watching him with growing curiosity. Finishing her tea, she dismissed the cup before getting up and moving closer to him, wanting a closer look. "May I examine your armor?" she asked softly, looking as closely as possible without touching until she knew if she had permission.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 11:10 pm
"You may, just be gentle with it. It tends to become aggressive if not handled correctly..." He set the belts on the table and it began to sag, the weight of the guns combined with the weight of the shield and guard almost too much for the table.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 11:18 pm
She smiled and bobbed her head. "As you wish, I will do my best to be respectful." she said in a soft tone. In barely above a whisper, she began speaking to the armor, gently touching a button on the coat before taking up the garment, gently moving it just enough to see more of it. Hearing the table creak, she felt compelled to ensure it would not break. Still holding a part of the coat gently with one hand, she touched the table with the fingertips of her other hand, re-enforcing the wood to be strong enough to hold it easily.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 11:26 pm
"Would you like to see a demonstration of the armor's power?" He placed the guard, shield, and the guns in the chest and locked it. If Ziven were to look at his face, she'd see he was wearing a funny smile.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 11:33 pm
She bobbed her head respectfully, setting down what she was holding, taking this as an indication that he wanted to use his armor. "It is your armor, you may do as you wish." she said in a soft, cheerful tone. Again bobbing her head, she took a small step back, showing that she was finished so he could do as he wished.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 11:50 pm
With a snap of his fingers, everything in the cave vanished, except for Ziven, the chest, his armor, and himself. He picked up the chest and handed it to Ziven. Even though the contents of it were extremely heavy, the chest felt as light as a feather. He motioned for her to go to a corner of the cave. "When I tell you, I want you to open this chest and put on the arm guard as quickly as you can."
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 11:57 pm
Accepting the chest, she bobbed her head indicating that she understood and would do so, moving to the corner where she held the chest, looking at it with curiosity. "As you wish."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 12:11 am
Carus grinned and kicked at the tunic. A second later, it appeared as though the pieces of armor began to inflate. Within moments, the armor appeared as though it was being worn, and it's wearer was invisible. It lunged at Carus with amazing speed, but he managed to dodge, just barely it seemed.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 12:13 am
Hearing and sensing something unusual, she looked over to him, her mouth falling open ever so slightly in surprise and awe. It was all she could do to stop herself from speaking, so she gently bit her lower lip, watching with great curiosity.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 12:25 am
"The only way to control the armor is through the gauntlet, which is why I gave it to you. It won't attack the wearer, but it won't stop until the offender, in this case me, is dead. If I look like I'm getting hurt or if i get knocked unconscious, put on the glove immediately." During this whole explanation, Carus was dodging a series of blows with what appeared to be minor difficulty.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 12:29 am
She gasped softly, hearing these instructions, worried for his well being. Half tempted to open the box and stop the battle right away, she knew this was training for him and would do as she was told. Watching with a mixture of curiosity and concern, she held the chest in a way that she could easily open it to end this if needed.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 12:42 am
Carus lept into the sky, closely followed by the armor. "Crap...forgot it could do that..." He dodged the armor expertly in the sky, but was beginning to slow down, small cuts appeared where he didn't completely dodge the blows. The armor finally managed a severe blow to his midsection, causing him to crash into the wall, falling unconscious as blood began do drip from his forehead.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 11:46 am
She nearly panicked when she saw what happened next. True to her word of his request, she opened the chest, put the glove on and asked the armor to stop.
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