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 Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:41 pm
[[I'm thinking they're... what, seventeen or eighteen? They did get married young. XD]]
Amelia nodded. "Not too far away from me. I'm seventeen." She smiled brightly at the brown-haired girl. She really did look similar to Aidan. Of course she does, she's related to him. Heh.
[[Since I don't know Amelia's canon age. XD]]
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:43 pm
((Oh, wait wait! They married at 19, because I remember they waited a year before Elliot was conceived. (HEH. <3) So should we say they're 19 since it's before Elliot's birth, making Rie 17?))
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:46 pm
A loud knocking sound came from the door, along with a loud whinny. Anna's pegasus, Len, seemed to have been left out in the cold and was now getting a bit grumpy because nobody would let him in. He was going to bite someone when he got in, probably Anna if he could find her.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:46 pm
(( Alihi's 2 years older, putting her at 21. Amara actually at almost 5, in that case... ))
Alihi sighed. "... I don't like people worrying over me..." She coughed again. "... Makes me feel bad. Weak. Because I usually can't repay them--" She slapped herself again.
"What am I saying...? Just rambling again. Sorry..." She mumbled apologetically.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:51 pm
Aidan stopped. "Ah. It's that, isn't it...? Useless Tactician Angst Syndrome." He nodded sagely. "Well, you shouldn't think that, because if people worry about you, it means they care. They don't need to be repaid."
With a grin, he put his arm around her shoulders. "Now, come on. I can smell Blossom's stew already--I have an innate sense of these things!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:52 pm
Roy hurried into the house, then shut the door behind him so the warm air wouldn't be lost.
"Dammit...almost didn't make it..." he panted, sliding down against the door.
There was ice in his hair and on his clothes and scarf. His breath was short, and he was shivering.
"Damn that blizzard...it came out of nowhere..." he muttered. He was too cold to get to his feet to get to somewhere warm.
It wouldn't be long before he would succumb to madness, like Younger!Soren did earlier when they had met to speak in the bar about the strange emblem. Well, at least he knew what it was now...
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:54 pm
After a minute, a loud noise was heard, and the door banged open behind Roy, a rather angry-looking pegasus standing in the doorway. Len stretched his neck forward and clamped his jaws onto Roy's arm. That man had just gone through the door and shut it in his face. How annoying.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:56 pm
Roy suddenly felt intense pain in his arm.
"Gah..." he muttered, wincing in pain and looking up at the pegasus he had passed to get in and accidently slammed the door in front of.
"Ok ok...I'm sorry..." he said, looking wearily up at Len. "Can you let go of my arm now?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:58 pm
((Sorry it took so long! My internet, cable, and phone all died at the same time ;_ wink ) Lightbringer Victoria Rayth Molba Bramimond walked calmly out of his room, and walked back towards the main area of the FEFGA house. His bizzare physiology did not require that he slept, but he wanted a moment alone, so that he may reassume his normal personality. His mind was like a cork floating in the sea of consciousness, and every intelligent being who approached was like a wave crashing into him, burying him below the surface. Even while in his room, he could feel a buzz in the back of his mind, other's personalities pressing in on his own. He sighed, and figured that he should go back out. He might be needed. He could get another moment to relax later. There was too much to be done now. "Hello. Is there anything that you need from me?", he said in his monotone voice, his shattered mind still keeping itself afloat. "Brammimond... of the eight legends..." Victoria stared at the hooded one in awe. "You have to be none other... a darkness that has given you no true self. I still don't know why you've sacrificed so much but... with your wisdom you must know something. There is a sage that captured FEF's crew leader. Who is he... and what can we do to fight him? Surely, we're surviving now, but he means to wipe us out." She knew how to be serious when it was needed. Bramimond fought to keep his mind dominant, at least for his own introduction. "Yes, I am indeed the Bramimond of legend, and what you say of me is true. My mind is no longer held together as strongly as it once was. And I do not mind answering the question you did not ask. I did this to myself of my own free will, to try and protect the one I loved. I failed then....but I do not intend to now. I know nothing besides that someone took over the castle and kidnapped our beloved leader. I have been away for far too long, it seems. I have pledged my services, to the aid and rescue of this kingdom." Internally, Bramimond felt the biggest spark of happiness possible, giving his fractured mind. It was greatly refreshing to meet someone who showed him respect, let alone knew who he even was.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:58 pm
He continued humming that galdr-like tune under his breath, aimlessly wandering the corridors in his own peaceful state of mind. He did not want to be around all that noise, all that chaos. Soren had even dared to open a window and let the snow rush him, grinning to himself as its traitorous winds bit his cheeks and ears.
Soren had been quick to shut the window, humming away, when a yelp interrupted him. A small frown crossed his lips when he recognized the voice and the nearby energy signature.
The mage sighed and poked his head around the corner. "Miss, what in blazes?" he inquired with a curious look toward Anna. "I can see you've hurt yourself..." He tapped the staff against the ground, reminding himself that it was a Warp staff, not a healing staff. Then he realized there was another in the middle of the hallway. Soren frowned further, beginning to piece the scenario together.
He approached Anna with a hand extended.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 5:01 pm
(( Argh, disadvantage to having a character that pretty much writes itself= it takes a lot of work to get them out of a mood you don't like them in.
So, this post is awkward and I hate it. D: ))
Alihi frowned. "... Well, maybe that's it. I mean, think about it. I was so useless during Halloween. All I did was cause worry. Weighed down by my own angst over Ryuu. How dumb..." She shook her head. "Then, when actually going OUT to fight, I get knocked out quickly. How weak of me..." She slapped her forehead. "And I promised to protect Abel, and yet here I am, being a wreck." She sighed.
"I need to get my mind off of this..." A small smile appeared. "Stew sounds like a good distraction to me!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 5:12 pm
Len blinked, then let go of Roy's arm and butted his hed against the Lord's side gently. The pegasus looked at the man with large, liquid eyes. He didn't keep grudges for very long.
Anna blinked, trying to get the tears away, as she reached up to take Soren's hand. "T-thank you..." She pulled herself up to a sitting position, then slowly stood, wincing as she did. "Oww... I think I bruised my knee or something..." She turned and tried to walk, but there was a noticeable limp and she gave up after a few steps. "Umm... I'm sorry to impose on you, but could you help?" She wasn't nearly as cheerful now, but then again, who was after getting hurt?
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 5:16 pm
"Thank you..." said Roy, rubbing his half-frozen arm that had just been released from the pegasus's mouth as best as he could with another half-frozen arm.
He tried to get up, but his legs didn't want to work. Roy sighed, then pulled out both his Sword of Seals and the Wind Blade and tried using those to pull himself up. It failed. Miserably. He sighed again, and looked up at Len.
"Can you get me to one of the healers?" he asked softly.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 5:22 pm
Soren grunted, although one could assume it was how he expressed cooperation. He offered the girl his elbow as support. By then, his tome has been bound to his waist, his staff in the other hand.
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