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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 7:31 pm
"My name is Giltia. As you could probably guess, I'm not from these parts. Mind telling me what's going on?" She, Giltia, asked, looking the people over.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 7:36 pm
"O-oh..." sweatdrop Trella stepped out of the barracks towards Olber, making more room for Giltia.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 7:59 pm
The young cowboy scout took off his hat and rubbed his hair.
"Well..first off. Welcome to the NEtherworld. That's all I have to say. Second.. watch your back."
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 8:19 pm
She rose an eyebrow for a moment at the watch her back comment, before looking around. Taking a seat on the ground across from Olber, she asked once again. "I'm in a bit of a foul mood. What woke me up? What was with all the commotion?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 1:37 am
"Hi, name's Belante and I happen to think the commotion was that old guy over there." Belante says pointing at the 'old guy' in question. "I would bet he's a shape-shifter. Hell, he even denied his kind exist. Number one mistake by idiots." with that Belante chuckles a little.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 1:37 am
snow walked in and yawned as he walked in rudding his eyes "whats going on?" he sees trella "where you the one who woke me up?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 6:26 am
The girl's face suddenly shrouded in darkness as she got to her feet, glaring down at the old man as she stood. As she wielded her glowing scythe, and moved it around in front of her, the glow illuminated her face for a moment, revealing the disgust in her eyes. "Ugh, shapeshifters. Always did hate their kind..." She said, starting to raise her scythe.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 7:40 am
Olber looked over at Belente and yanwed. He watched over at the girl, not knoqwing what she would do or anything. He shrugged and yanwed.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 8:07 am
Then, closing her eyes, she lowered her scythe, not taking the swing. It would be just much too easy. "Consider yourself warned." She said, raising a hand to her mouth and yawning. Looking at Olber, she rose her free hand and rubbed the sleepies out of her eyes. Taking a deep breath to wake up, she smiled. "I feel like doing some training. Care to join me, Olber?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 8:28 am
The young scout smiled.
"Sure! Maybe Beletne would wanna come with also!" HE seemed pretty excited now.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 2:48 pm
"First" says the old man gesturing at Giltia "you have to fight me" ending with a near ferocious and youthfull tone in his voice. "I suppose though" says the old man regaining composure "that I should drop pretenses. I am not a shape shiffter but rather a Chroma. And my power is ETERNAL EMARALD.." upon saying this the old man glows with a faint green aura as the passage of time reveses itself on him stoping as a young man "... which allows me to assume a number of forms similar to those used by the putties of tera firma. In other words unlike shapeshifters I actually have an original form." says the now young man slightly iritated from the long winded explenation "I assure that wear I come from there are no shape shifters. But now... WE FIGHT" shouts the man lifting his box aboe his head.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 6:43 pm
ZombieJeff "First" says the old man gesturing at Giltia "you have to fight me" ending with a near ferocious and youthfull tone in his voice. "I suppose though" says the old man regaining composure "that I should drop pretenses. I am not a shape shiffter but rather a Chroma. And my power is ETERNAL EMARALD.." upon saying this the old man glows with a faint green aura as the passage of time reveses itself on him stoping as a young man "... which allows me to assume a number of forms similar to those used by the putties of tera firma. In other words unlike shapeshifters I actually have an original form." says the now young man slightly iritated from the long winded explenation "I assure that wear I come from there are no shape shifters. But now... WE FIGHT" shouts the man lifting his box aboe his head. Giltia didn't even seem to react, her arm with the scythe lashing out at the young man, the shaft of the scythe knocking the box solidly from the boy's grasp. Without even seeming to need to recover, she pulled in her scythe and held the blade of it underneath the man's chin. "Consider yourself lucky. Next time, I take your head." She said coldly, before pulling back her scythe and turning to Olber. "Can we please go? I am tired of this weakling."
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 11:21 pm
"I'd like to go as well." Belante says grinning as Giltia removes the box from the young man's hand. "Well played young madam, well played." with that Belante picks up the box and puts it in his pack. No doubt he'll want this later. Stupid 'chroma' or whatever he is. "Bye boastful Dummkopf, I hope you fry."
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2006 5:33 am
Trella turns to give the puppeteer first a confused glance, then a scowl. "I... did no such thing. It was that old man--er, young man-- or whatever he is." sweatdrop Her eyes then fall on Belante's pack. "What is that? May I see?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2006 9:27 am
Olber grlomped Beletne and grinned.
"So, shll we be off?" He asked. He waved over to TRella then.
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