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 Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 8:08 am
Unknown walks silently into the Dojo with his black support vest carrying almost two 50 pound weights on him he seems easily uneffected by the weight his dark and slick pants make the dim light reflect from them as he finally begins to walk around he quickly catches the fighters in this area "Hmm hello Neokiji how might you be."
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 9:19 am
-=Neko walks out of his office, slipping his dark glasses on his face as he entered the main room and headed for the kitchen, rubbung his hands together greedily in preperation for his breakfast=-
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 9:39 am
He walked from the main room out into the forest to where he sat under a tree and rested his muscles "hmm guess no ones out yet.."
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 9:44 am
-=In the kitchen, Neko combined a slew of eggs, peppers, cheese, meats, and som other unidentifiable ingredisnts in a bowl, turned on the stove, and got to work cooking his omelette=-
((Mreh, multitasking sucks. I'll be a little slow while posting))
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 10:03 am
((Bleh...where is Shiro?))
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 10:04 am
Uknown sits under the tree resting for a while from the 100 pounds carried by him, he slowly takes his support vest off to releave preasure and pain from his back, he rested untill the acheing was almost gone from his chest and back, he sat in the sun most of the time soaking the warmth of it, he then began to drift into a light sleep
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 10:14 am
((-points to the OOC thread- Out of town, it would seem))
-=Neko slides the warm omelette onto a place, sets it at the table, along with himself and digs in=-
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 10:18 am
((You're kidding me...oh well...NEko, get on MSN.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 10:38 am
-=After cleaning up after himself, Neko walked through the main room, and out oto the porch where he scanned along the forestline for a moment before picking a random direction to walk in=-
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 2:40 pm
::A breeze through the trees, a cold winter day::
eck......
its COLD! O.O
:: Kohyoh held her stuffed bear closer to her hoping to trap in what little warmth she could. A basket hanging at her elbow, emitting a thin stream of steam, taunted her... both with its warmth.... and with its fresh baked smell. ::
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 3:08 pm
Nova was cracking her knuckles as she walked into the Dojo. She sat down on the closest sofa and layed back, she was wearing new bandaged, the covered her body complelty, as usual. She wore another addition to her usual bandages, an extra set of bandages wraped around her head leaving space only fore the high tail of her hair to stick out, the triangle of hair that also covered her right eye to stick out, and for her left eye to see. She also wore a lose belt around her hip and a silver chain hung around her neck, a silver dimond ring hung on the chain. She ran her hand over the ring.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 3:17 pm
A tall man dressed in a black cloak walked slowly out of the forest...a slight tilt from his head caused a series of cracks to ring out in the air. The man stood in the light, his totally black cloak resembling that of a familiar organization. Though now it had no symbols across the surface, only the large black expanse that suited the man all too well. From underneath his large straw hat hung a few tendrils of black hair, hair that seemed to blend with the cloak as it passed in front of it, the bangs hung about a foot from his face. Though unseen his face would be bordered by the long bangs, his face remained hidden because of the high collar of the cloak which would only allow from his nose up to be seen, if he hadn't been wearing his straw hat. The sleeves of the cloak were immense and swallowed his arms, hanging a good six inches farther than his arms hung. The cloak did its job and hid all of his skin from view along with his feet, that seemed to be resting on wooden sandals.
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2005 3:08 pm
-=As Neko emerged from the forest, he approached the porch of the dojo, sitting down on it, sighing a little. He looked down at his right hand, which was flexing and stretching under his gaze, a tiny bit of dried blood on his fingertips that just woudn't rub off=-
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2005 3:16 pm
"You've been busy I'm guessing," Keno says arriving by means of will and wind. There was nothing at all stealthy or clever with his entrance, so he wasn't expecting any jumpy reactions. "You're the man from before right?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2005 3:21 pm
-=Neko looked up behind his shoulder at Keno, his eyes covered by his shades as he let his hand fall into his lap, slipping his glove on=-
I would certainly hope so...It would be just a little wierd of I was the man from after, or during...
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