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 Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 9:08 am
Messana turned her toward Hawk, and laughed. "you pathetic worthless little nobody! do you really think i can't feel your feeble atempt to take apart my shield? I AM A CHOOSEN!! I AM THE CHOOSEN!! your puny little efforts will amount to nothing." she weaved a thick ball of air and knocked out Hawk with it right before she knocked him out he took his mind and sent it to where it would do no harm, to the world where Alina and Dupre were. "now that anydistractions are out of the way...what shall i do with you?" she smiled her long hair swaying as she shook her head.
((sorry Hawk! i had to! i mean otherwise it wouldnt be any fun!!!! I had to send you there so you can tell Dupre and me (alina) whats going on! and so you could find away out! Dupre is way to stupid...JK 4laugh ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 5:07 pm
Mercury blinked. The bloody woman had the nerve to treat her Gaidin like some...some...piece of furniture for examination...and then knock him out? Well then again...now she didn't need to worry about him putting himself in danger for her sake..but...
"Firstly...how could you tell my Gaidin could channel? And also, as to what to do with me, If I could tell you, well I suppose our roles would be reversed then, eh Mesaana. You have...unusual tastes in color combinations...yet somehow it suits you I think..."
Mercury said looking at the black scrollwork on the brown dress. Well what do you want me to do Alna? I can't stall her for long...
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:27 am
((ermm...yes...Merc...erm could you RP Alna for me? i have very little time onlne now...basicly its whenever Igor is in the WC...so i catng et much in...ERm...sawy...))
Mesaana looked down at her dress, "oh this old thing?" she ruffled the dress and it changed to a cloth of a misty color, well the dress looked like mist itself..."how could i tell he could channel?? the ways of the CHoosen are not shared with outsiders...espicaly someone of your...Laughable strangth...i mean, why in the name of the Great Lord would someone with yovr strangth be made Aes Sedai? in my time...during the Age of Legends as you so nicely named it, you would have been sent out with out a second glance. I love that name, the age of legendes... did you know that the stars..." (( 4laugh go Mohgdian 4th book!)) she continued to rattle on menainglessly agbout the age of Legends and what was so different in an attempt to distract MErcury. she is really not that weak...she is quite strong...very close to what Alna's strangth was right as i sealed her doom...thats not possible though, no one now has that strangth, the only possiblity would be if ALna was somehow helping...but taht is not possible...unless... SHe stoped and smiled at Mercury with a very evil grin and turned her head casually to look at Alina and Dupre, "well my puppet...i think that i have bored you enough..now shall be the end of you" she formed a weave of spirt that would Still MErcury so badly not even the Great Lord himself would be able to fix her and she threw it at her with all her strangth.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 2:07 pm
Mercury saw the weave coming; she and Mesaana were trying the same tactics on each other it seemed. Not bothering with the fancier methods of stopping it, Mercury just leapt out of the way, crashing to a landing as the weave flew past to hit the door and dissipate. She stood up and heard Alna shouting weave directions at her. Fumbling, Mercury opened herself to the Source and followed the instructions the other woman was rattling off. The weave grew more and more complex, until finally, it materialized as a fiery giant, racing towards Mesaana with hands tipped in razor sharp Air.
((Sure, I shall play Alna! ^^ ))
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 4:44 am
Well, *cracks knuckles*, I guess there's no time like the present to get started, anyone miss my long meandering posts? No? Oh, well! MUAHAHA!
Drip...
Drip...
Drip...
The sound was the only thing he could sense.
Drip...
Black crept around the outside of thought.
Drip...
Sliding back towards blessed nothing.
Drip...
no....No....NO!
Drip...
This could not be. He focused on his world.
Drip...
Water. Without it, there was no life. Without it, oblivion was his only companion. The Stygian darkness receded, seeming to gnash its teeth in frustration as he slowly pulled himself from its murky depths. Pain flashed through his mind, reaching every nerve in his body.
Drip...
At least he could feel. So many questions bloomed into what was left of his mind. Where was he? What was going on? How had he gotten here?
Drip...
Who was he? The sound of footsteps came into the range of his heightened aural sense.
"The dead one arises. Welcome back to the world of the living, though you are not long for it.", a voice sweet as to bring tears to a Gleeman's eye, yet filled with malice and cold with evil as to cause an Aes Sedai to tremble, reached his straining ears.
Drip...
Through sheer force of will, he opened his eyes, the dank, dark, filtered light was too much for him, he squinted as sharp daggers slid in past the lids and lanced into his brain. Yurin. My name is Yurin. Experimentally, Yurin tried to move his body, it did not respond as he wanted, but it did flop around like a caught fish, gasping for air.
"Movement already? Your resilience surprises me. By all rights you should be a corpse. Dorian was to be the Nae'Blis, the Dark Lord was most displeased at his loss. Your body shall be the replacement. We should thank you, really. A child could have reached Aes Sedai without too much notice, but the Amyrlin's own Warder? The damage we will cause with you, I can hardly wait."
Drip...
"Ah-I-", His voice was a croak, a dry rasp. It was like trying to speak with a mouthful of dust, "I will-", he coughed, hacking, he could taste blood as his parched, cracked throat was torn raw from lack of moisture, "Never serve the Dark One."
Fighting against the pain, he held his eyes open, he sat erect. Using strength drawn from his fervor, he turned and faced his captor.
Standing befrore him, Yurin beheld the most beautiful, physically perfect, yet vilely, morally corrupt figures he had ever seen. He spat at her feet. The redness of his blood was a sharp contrast to the pure whiteness of the sheer dress that clung to her figure.
Drip...
Lilting, tinkling laughter, as the shards of the finest crystal being scattered upon the cobblestone floor, emerged from those perfect, blood-red lips.
"What you wish ceased to matter before you ever entered the Ways, foolish Gaidin.", she spat the word with disgust as if to say he was undeserving of the title. It caused a rage to churn in the pit of his stomach. He had earned that title, had fought for it with every training he undertook, with every choice he had made. With Dorian's life.
Drip...
The inexorible sound of the single drop of water joining his brave brethren gave him strength. He turned, lowering his feet to the floor, he began to stand. He felt fire bloom on his chest. It caused his muscles to seize and he fell back to the stone table that he had rested on for he knew not how long. His body would not respond to his desires. Yurin felt his head being pulled backward, his feet pulled, unhesitatingly, behind him. He could feel the soles of his feet as they pressed into the back of his skull, his spine, his entire body was screaming in agony, any more pressure and something would assuredly break. Normally a very flexible person, Yurin had been unmoving for a very long time. He could hear his tendons creaking, The pain was immeasurable. No sound issued from him.
Drip...
He turned a contemptuous eye to his tormentor, "Is that it?", he gave a short bark of laughter, "I've had worse in my trainings with the Lord Dragon.", In truth, he had never felt this much pain before, but he was not about to tell her that.
The crystal laughter rang out again through the cavern. "You are brave, Gaidin, I will give you that much. However, your convictions, your wishes, your courage, shall serve you not. Noone denies the Dark Lord. Your time is soon. Rest.", with the curt dismissal, the woman turned on her heel and strode from the room leaving Yurin in the same position.
Drip...
The flame came easily enough, but as Yurin tried to feed his pain into it, as he tried to assume the Oneness, his muscles and tendons complained anew. He was being pulled tighter. The burning on his chest sprang into sharp constrast to the cold sweat his body broke out with under the strain and stress it was undergoing. I'm sorry, Clarissa, he thought, as he felt his shoulders crack and the tendons popping throughout his body, his muscles, literally, being torn from his bones, at least, at least I never served against you...
"You have been marked."
Drip...
Drip...
Yurin's body spasmed and convulsed as it went into shock from the torture it was under. his legs kicked and thrashed as he felt the softness beneath him give way to the cold hardness of the floor. Suddenly, he felt himself held completely still, the blankets that surrounded himwere pressed tightly against him. His eyes, bulged, rolling in their sockets as he stared around him. Where was he now?! What new tortures?
An Aes Sedai bent over him, clucking her tongue.
"I have never seen someone so active upon awakening from a coma, Gaidin. Fighting the Dark One, were we?", her matronly smile showed that she had no idea how close her jibe had struck the mark.
Gentle flows of Air lifted him tenderly back to the bed he had apparently been on for some time.
"Now, let me Delve you and,", the cool touch of the flows spread through his body coupled with a strangled gasp from the Sister, she called for assistance and another Yellow Sister came scurrying at her call.
"I don't know how, but somehow he's torn most of his muscles from his bones. I read several breaks and cracks in his spine. I don't know how he isn't dead already. Link with me, I hope we may yet save him."
A sharp inhalation of breath was the only sound Yurin made, his body rainbowed off the bed, only his head and heels still touching as the Healing slid through every part of his body.
"That should do it", he heard, as the blackness seeped into the edges of his thoughts, again.
"He seems fine, now. Except for this burn on his ches-", a flurry of whispers followed just outside his straining ears, then, "Why does our Amyrlin's Warder have the Dragon's Fang burned into his chest?"
As his consciousness fled him, Yurin heard the steady rhythm of a leak from somewhere in the Yellow wing of the White Tower.
Drip...
Drip....
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 9:44 am
Mesaana had a second to react to the weave that was forming, she recognized it as a weave she herself had made up herself. how did this child know this weave on her and.... "no! Alna is helping you somehow!" she weaved a sheald of air to stop the fire golum, then she picked up the pitcher of wather and poured it into a bowl of air and threw it at the golem. the golem disapated. "that was its one weakness Alna...remember? ah my dear friend...you are much to weak now that you have been so long away from the Power...what shall i do with both of you?" she weaved a wrist thick weave of spirt and air, and threw it at her, the effcet, should it hit, would be one of disastorus prepotion. it should, blow anything it hit to pecies. if this does not work, then i must use Balefire
(MOGGEH!!! WE MISSED YOU!!! hope your well!))
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 2:19 pm
Sheepsguts!!!
Mercury grabbed the table next to her with Air and hurled it at the weave. It erupted in a splintery blast. She covered her eyes and heard Alna shouting more things at her. Mercury followed the woman's directions and an inverted weave appeared behind and above Mesaana. Alna said something about this being a personal secret. There were weaves of Earth which quickly formed into rock with white cuendillar tips. This was taking a lot out of Mercury. They flew at Mesaana from two directions, and if she dodged, there would be arrows secretly aimed at Mesaana's feet, so as to prevent her from running.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 8:51 am
blood and ashes! Mesaana ducked and then tried to jump out of the way of the spikes and was hit hard in the ankles. she fell to the floor. the shock of hitting the floor knocked the wind out of her and the source. she looked up at MErcury and said"you have won this time Alna, but i wont forget what you have done to me...oh no...just like before, I will be the one who gets the last laugh." she embraced the source and weaved a gateway. but sense she could not move she weaved it under her and she fell through into a palace where a woman was standing staring with contempt at the open gateway. the, the gateway closed and there was now eave to be seen.
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"wonderful!" the other woman said clapping. "you did a lovely job getting those to for the great lord..oh he will be most pleased..."
"shut up and heal me stupid before i start making you dance down there with your play things. that stupid girl...i will get my revenge!!! "
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 9:43 am
alina looked at the new comer "Hawk?? what are...how did you get here? whats going on? is everything all right? that...voice..she dissapered!! whats going on?!??!!" Alina looked at Dupre in a nervous way and held him closer. she was very very afraid, somthing she had not been in a long long time.
((i posted b.c i wanted to show of my new look! hehe i look like inm not wearing any pants! blaugh ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 2:19 pm
Even though it wasn't funny, Mercury had to keep from breaking into a smile as Mesaana awkwardly fell through the gateway. It closed before she could actually hear it, but the Keeper told herself the woman had made a very loud thump and possibly bruised a few bones at the end of the fall. Alna kept Mercury from trying to follow, saying she was too exhausted, and it was true.
"So...how do I get those two back?" Mercury asked the voice in her mind; she wanted Dupre and Hawk back-Wolf's curiosity indicated that Alina was probably up already. Alna said something about them waking up on their own so Mercury nodded, before looking at the room. She had the urge to dig through it and see what she could find.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 11:35 pm
Skiiy eventually wakes up and looks around, trying to remember what had been going on. They had been about to leave, and he had been finishing up his paperwork, when his exhaustion had finally caught up to him, and he'd dozed off. Had they already left? Skiiy stands up, and heads out of the Warder Barracks and into the White Tower, up to Alena's room. However, on his way there, he'd begun to think...
Katerine has another warder now, and she doesn't really need me anymore...he can take good care of her, and there are others around who need my services more... And so, he'd made up his mind by the time he was finally knocking on her door.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 8:00 am
Fiddling with her saddlebags, Katerine mulled over the emotions coming from Skiiy. She couldn't put a word to them and it was puzzling that she could not figure it out. Soon enough though, a knock came at her door and she could tell it was Skiiy. Motioning for Nine to stay where he was, she swept to the door and opened it with a smile. Her eyes though reflected the unspoken question that was bothering her.
"You know you don't need to knock on my door. I wouldn't mind you just walking in. You are one of my warders after all."
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 9:42 am
A beutiful woman appered in front of ALina, dupre and Hawk. she had long flowing brown hair, and contrasting green eyes. her skin was fair, her mouth full, but she had a look of aturity on her face. a look that said she would enever take NO for an ansewr. this woman, was a woman used to power.
"Alna, is it really you?"
"yes you must go,"
"go where? we cant leave!"
"you can now, Mercury and I have taken care of Mesaana, for now. you must be healed. go find the ring! and remember, you must always keep it with one of you. i will always watch voer you. if you ever need help, you can find me in the World of Dreams, becuse now i may go there, and be reborn again with the Wheel. please go! go throvgh the barn door. it will take you home. good bye. and good luck" as she turned she faded.Alina's eyes slowly opend and she very very slowly got up. she turned and grabed her head. "where, where am i? this is not my room..." ((  Alna))
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 1:16 pm
Skiiy looks down at his feet reluctantly. "Actually, that's what I came to talk to you about. I think...that I need to be unbonded. You have Lathanam now, who's a great warder, and my services could really be of greater use elsewhere. I really enjoyed being your warder, even if it was only for a short time, and I hope you can understand." Skiiy is sad to have to leave her, but it is for the best. It'd be strange not to have her there in the back of his mind...
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 1:20 pm
Mercury got no reply from Alna, and was puzzled. She called again, but to no use. Confused, and thinking maybe Alna was busy-with what she didn't know-,looked back to Hawk and Dupre. She frowned as she realized Hawk was covered with splinters from the table. Dupre had been behind and safe from any trouble. She walked over and knelt, carefully brushing the bits of wood away from Hawk's face with her hand, taking extra care not to get a splinter in her hand herself. That was important, because if Hawk got them in his eyes, there could be some tedious work with the Yellows.
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