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 Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:14 pm
"Yes I do. I feel that a person should smile. Especially when one is enjoying themselves. As for combat, a mind is important, for a fight however its only the rhythm of your movement that matters, movement that your mind confirms."
He stopped for a moment, "Anyway, you really haven't played any games since you were 17? Odd."
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:21 pm
"No, the first time I played a game I was seventeen, I played one more game with Ic..... some one else, about a year ago." She said as she cracked her knuckles. "I guess it is odd. Anyways I did not mean that when fighting I am at a complet lack of mind, just that my mind is not is not important. I know that a mind is needed for thoughts, plans, and in my case, tricks, just not my mind." She said, she listene to herself closly and now knew how crazy that sounded.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:29 pm
"I see. I look at combat like one would as a game. I try to maneuver an opponent into a position of advantage. I can show you. If your up to it? I know what you mean though when you say that the mind isn't as important. For some it is fought in an instance between individuals. But for others it is against large groups of enemies over a longer period of time."
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:33 pm
"I would wish not to play any more games, I think a reason I have not played to many is because after one game my mind wonders to different subjects." She said, she was glad that he did not understand what she had ment about her mind not being needed, if he had understood correctly it would have led to a long explanation that even Nova herself could not under stand. "As for your statement abotu fighting large groups of enemies over long periods of time, that I agree to with out second thought."
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:36 pm
"Very well then. What shall we now discuss? Politics, religion, or the fact that Neko has a nifty little weapon closet?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:40 pm
"Politics is rubish, you have most likely never heard of my Goddess, and... Weapons closet? Now thats a bit interesting." She said, her voice hinted that behind her mask there might have been a slight smile.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:44 pm
-=The wooden eye on the underside of the rafter shifted a little, closing slightly before it sunk into the beam=-
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:53 pm
Shiro walked down the hallway and into the main area. He scratched his head and slowly wobbled in, plunking himself on a couch and looking around.
"So who is here right now?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:56 pm
Shiro was ignored for the time being.
"Yeah he's got one. I was in there looking for some gauntlets but we never really practiced witht them. It was during the stagnation phase. But any way. He's got all sorts in their, that are not in the armory."
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:02 pm
"Mh, well, every one has something." She noted. She stood back up, some one had entered the room, she did not know if she had met him either. She sighed, "I guess we are out of things to talk about, hard to beilve becasue we have only just met each other. Sad, really." She fiddled with her necklace and looked around the Dojo, It looks so much like Fire's.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:05 pm
"Oh, I'm sure that we haven't run out of things to talk about, rather we've run out of public things to talk about. As it is our first encounter I guess I'll let you go and go pester the new comer."
Standing up he turned leaving the bag of peebles behind on the ground. Meandering over he looked down at Shiro, whom he had never met, but always seen.
"Hello. Who're you?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:11 pm
She picked up the bag of peeble and placed the last one, that she had dropped, into the bag. While no one was looking she shoved it into a shadow and it seemed to disapper as it sunken into stiff water. I'll try to figure out the game better later. She thought as she sat back down to think. Stupid man in the visions laughs at every horrid death he gives those girls! He laughs and every time he is in a different room, like an old toture chamber. Where is he? Who is he? Why is he doing this? He mind race, her hand fiddled with the ring again.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:14 pm
Fenris woke up in the main room, rubbing her eyes as she slowly sat up. She looked around the dojo for Neko or any sign of someone being in the same room. ((Nyah!!! Hikaru dolls are cheap, like $20.00... but Fuu and Umi dolls! No-no... Fuu are like $40.00, and Umi is like... $80.00!!! GAH!!!))
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:16 pm
-=Neko walked out of the kitchen, holding two recently-prepared mugs of tea. He headed over to the couch Fenris was on, sat next to her, and sat the mugs onto the coffee table, not paying much mind to the others in the room, aside from a slight nod to Zen=-
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:19 pm
Zen in the meantime was still hovering over Shiro waiting for a response. (Not only in this thread but the other as well.)) He didn't notice when Nova thrust the bag into the shadow nor did he notice Neko except for a small wave with his left arm. His right arm was planted with a fist at the hip.
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