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 Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 7:37 pm
Miguel gave a nod/bow to Margret as she stepped out. he responded. "the Master is on urgent business. the rest, they dont attend to things such as this."
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 7:41 pm
Crane grimanced, "I'll need to speak with him later. We need to work on battle plans."
Margo got out of the carrage herself and stoud behind her mother.
Crane sighed, "I'm dissapointed in the lack of progress. Should these damndable woods be burned down if the enemy hides in it?!"
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 7:51 pm
Miguel nodded. "i will alert him as soon as possible." he glanced at Margo, then back. he usually tried to figure out personalities, and he didnt already know Margo's. "M'lord, if i may make a comment... these woods provide a lot of our resources... burning them down might not be the best choice." he paused, then added. "however, it is only a suggestion, sir..."
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 8:03 pm
Cran glared at Miguel, "You're concern has been noted." he marchde off with his wife holding onto his arm.
Margo started to follow them slowly.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 7:07 am
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 10:22 am
Miguel nodded. he added, before they marched off, "i apologize for being so rude, M'lord." as they marched away, he rolled his eyes. he really didnt care how the human lord saw him, he just figured a pissed off human lord was never a good thing. he chuckled to himself a little, and mumbled, "wow... im glad the council is seperate from that."
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 1:11 pm
Echo was being healed near the base. The nekos managed to stop the bleeding that errupted from her stomach, but she couldn;'t change or walk for that manner if she didn't want her wounds to reopen.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 1:39 pm
Miguel slinked into the shadows, following the Lord and his family. he had nothing else to do, no responsibilities, no desire to train as of yet. plus, this gave him something to do, other than being an idiot, and going back into the woods. he kept completely silent, and hidden.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 1:43 pm
Crane was holding a meeting with the head commanders, wanting to understand what was going on.
Margeret sat in the master bed room sipping at some tea.
Margo sighed as she sat in the chapple. She hated the business trips she had to go to.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 1:50 pm
Miguel found a spot to sit, and remain hidded. a few small bones rose from the ground, forming a very small spider like being. it started crawling toward the chapel, and miguel's eyes began to faintly glow. he wanted to figure out where to avoid for the time being. he knew any type of bedroom/chambers would be obvious. the bone-spider crawled into the chapel, crawling around, surveying.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 1:53 pm
Margo looked around and her eyes flew to the bone spider. Mouth gaping open and eyes as big as dinner plates, she screamed in terror.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:03 pm
the spider jumped back a little bit. it quickly reformed itself into a small human-like shape. it spoke in Miguel's voice, but much quieter, and more high-pitched. "s**t... uh..." he spoke up so she'd hear it, "look, calm down, calm down..." it paused, "im not gonna do anything."
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:15 pm
Margo was cowering in fear, "D..Don't come closer..I..My father is lord of humans! Don't hurt me!"
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:28 pm
the little bone figure shook his head, putting his hands up in a surrendering type gesture. "no... no... im not going to hurt you, i swear..." it took a few steps back, trying to show it meant it.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:29 pm
Margo stary at the far end of the chapple, "W..Who are you?"
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