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 Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:01 pm
*Drake smiled back*
Likewise, friend... I'd do the same for you... and all my other friends here...
*Drake looked up at Nyl and wore a softer smile on his face*
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:05 pm
The figure stopped, ever so slightly crushing a blade of grass. A heated breath flooded the air ahead of him. Making a series of seals the man seemed to sink into his own shadow. A special someone was waiting. And that person was apparently getting pissed.
She needed to learn patience. At this point she had re-lit the small fire in front of her, keeping her feet somewhat warm. This just wasn't her day, even less when a hand tapped her on the shoulder.
"b*****d, Houshoku... making me wait like this."
The man simply seemed to smile but for a moment. His left eyebrow twitched where in the firelight a small scar could be seen, it almost seemed to look like a Yang Symbol.
"Pardon me, Fuyu-Ken, I was just enjoying the starlight."
Taking a seat beside her, he glanced once the fire reflecting off the blackened lens. With a movement of his hand it disappeared, the embers dying out. Darkness enshrouded them once more.
"What's that for? I need that."
He smiled again, a puff of mist coming from his mouth as he spoke. "I was hoping that you could live up to your name sake Fuyu-Ken."
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:08 pm
The snow on the ground near the fountain shifted ever so slightly as a silver haired head popped up from the ground. It wasn't a mission he just didn't want to get too cold.
Sighing he hefted himself up out of the ground wiping the snow from his shoulders and fore arms, where a pair of dragons spiralled down nearly touching on the top of his hands. Apparently Zen had gotten some tattoo's.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:11 pm
((Hey, I'm really sorry about this guys, but I'm enhausted. I have to go to bed, but I'd love to continue this tomorrow! Good night!))
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:12 pm
-Reeve slips back into unconsciousness, still wearing a smile-
(( later guys, exam tomorrow))
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:13 pm
[ Kyoromi continued down the path, the wind seeming to return to normal he sensed through the sound vibrations that were trailing away from the path that whoever was ahead of him was now gone.
As he walked further away from the academy, he'd have to pull his cover up now so as to keep unnoticed by anyone watching him that knew him by appearance.
The black sand emerged once again from his body, but this time it would flow everywhere from his pores to form a new piece of apparel. He now wore a long black coat, designs of white lined red clouds placed about the coat, which dropped to a foot above the ground and covered half of his face. Atop his head was a straw hat that had trails of white cloth strips all around his head.. a small ornament hung from the front side of the hat; a fluff of small feather with a longer feather hanging from the center of it ]
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:15 pm
((well... looks like we're all out then. Haha. Yeah... lets aim for tommorow then. Night all.))
*Drake's head rested against the side of the couch which Nyl lay, and despite his brief mental struggle not to fall asleep, sleep won over.*
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:16 pm
Zenrai The snow on the ground near the fountain shifted ever so slightly as a silver haired head popped up from the ground. It wasn't a mission he just didn't want to get too cold. Sighing he hefted himself up out of the ground wiping the snow from his shoulders and fore arms, where a pair of dragons spiralled down nearly touching on the top of his hands. Apparently Zen had gotten some tattoo's. [ Olidre peered down at the man that rose from the ground through a pile of snow. He watched him, intriguingly, examining his figure and all about him ]
Yoh.. what're you up to?
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:23 pm
Zen smiled at the unknown figure. //Probably a new student.\ he thought as he finished. He made sure that everything was off before reaching into the hole made by his 'arrival' drawing forth a large satchel. Walking towards the new fellow, Zen decided to intiate a polite conversation, even if the figure was questioning.
"I good friend am back from a long sojourn into the wilderness. But that is neither here nor now. Who are you?" His blue eyes seemed almost playful.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:32 pm
Olidre.
I am.. new here I suppose, friend of Kyoromi.
I just arrived here last night myself, but I welcome you back from your travels.
[ Olidre's mouth was covered by his skeletal scarf, but he was still understandable. His silver eyes peered from behind his frozen glasses, examining the man still. His skin shown fare blue and pale in the moonlit night and snow ]
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:38 pm
[ Kyoromi was far from the academy now, for he'd now reached the fork in the road that lead one way to the Hidden Uchiha Village and the other to the Hidden Sky Village.
Turning at this point to his right, he walked off the main road and straight into the underbrush of the forest, heading through trees to a point that was closer to both Hidden Uchiha Village and the GNA. The wind seemed to swirl around him in all directions, gusts of wind setting off from his figure from his back, next his right, then left. This all to send away any followers.
He continued on, spotting several sentry cameras hidden atop the trees and branches, bushes here and there. He was definitely in their territory now.
His wind streams he'd altered now calmed their fury, becoming once more a mere breeze of wind in the cold night air. He needn't give a care at all who followed.
His silver eyes were still wide, peering through the small crack inbetween his straw hat and his coat ]
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:39 pm
"The pleasure is mine, now lets get you inside before you catch your death in this weather."
Zen motioned to the doors of the main dojo, where surely a large fire was blazing in the furnace, warming the large facility.
Zen appeared relaxed, musculature seemed to betray his skin, and his abilities, as it appeared that a large amount of scarring could be seen along his calloused knuckles. Either he had been a miner, or something very close to it. And from the outset of the conversation, a miner probably wasn't it. His smile almost seemed disarming, as he strode towards the dojo. Strangely enough he hadn't given his name.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:47 pm
[ Olidre shook his head and chuckled slightly at this. He leaned back and stared up at the sky, the snow falling down upon them both seemed relaxing to him ]
Actually, it's needed that I stay in cold climates for myself to survive.
My clan and bloodline had been isolated in a cold environment for so long that we became used to the cold and soon became dependent.
[ He raised his arm slightly, which had no sleeves covering them, revealing his palish and slightly blue skin ]
This is.. natural...
Unfortunate though that I cannot exist in warmer temperatures.. we created a device that would circulate the cold throughout our bodies.. and so we would be once again allowed to live in the highest of temperatures.
But right now, I think I'll stay outside.
Heh, don't ask why I told you all of that.. guess it's good to share some things about yourself when you already know so much about someone you just met.
[ He grinned beneath his scarf, giving out a slight chuckle, then looked back down at Zen ]
Zen.. you can go inside.. I'll be fine.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:54 pm
"Well enough, take care of yourself."
It was at this point that Zen entered the main dojo, setting his bag by the door. Smiling he filed away everything he had learned from Olidre, apparently Kyoromi had been telling stories or been doing research.
Somewhere deeper in Zen's Subconcious a personality was not happy in the slightest, Zen hadn't been sleeping, and so he hadn't been out to play in a long long time. //Stupid Sojourns.\ It thought as Zen placed new information right into his lap. It was a he after all. Moroha had decided that since he was practically Zen, that he should at least be the same gender. But that wasn't the point, and with a sweeping arm gesture he motioned to anyone awake in the dojo,
"The masta of disasta is back!" The sound reverbated through the dojo nearly shaking the building.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:55 pm
[ Kyoromi reached a bridge that would cross over a small gourge, rising up a good 50 feet off the ground to hang through a set of trees. Crossing over this, his boots clanked on the metal that supported within the wooden shell of the bridge. Drawing closer to his destination, he could see the clearing in the forest open up now, a ring of trees around a large structure seeming to be supported by metal cables and the tree itself that it was attached to. ] 
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