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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:23 pm
But Nyl saw him. Somehow. She watched him with interest, this part of herself also not up to moving. He didn't need to give off energy or heat for her to see him. He just needed to be alive.
She wasn't sure she liked him alive. She wanted to do something, to tell someone, but she couldn't even open an eye--never mind that she could see this man--how could she warn anyone?
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:24 pm
Fenris felt the presence disapear as she knew that he must had of sensed or seen her somehow. She relaxed, hiding all traces she could, slipping behind a bench the hide sight, but keeping low as her temperature was low already from being outside. She hid any traces of her chakra and waited, listening in for any movement and any sign of the newcomer.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:37 pm
Shiro nodded a bit before heading to his room. The infirmary bed was comfortable, but he was used to his hammock. He waved to Nyl, not knowing her condition, and left the MIR, went to his room, and lay down for a nap.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:38 pm
::The man stood perfectly still, staying hidden. It was apparent that h was a very well disciplined sniper, because he would stay in this position until a target presented itself::
((I should run in a bit...I'll just keep this guy here until he gets a shot...XD))
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:39 pm
((Uhmm, lets pause it and wait for peoples then... tommarrow!!))
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:40 pm
((Don't have to pause it...just watch your head..XD ))
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:41 pm
Opening her eyes, she was surprised to find herself within the safe recesses of the trees. It had been a long while since she had been able to find refuge there. It had been a long night full of nightmares and images too vivid to shake. Hopefully she would be able to find Sephiroth soon. It had been too long since she had seen her old friend and master and training would take her mind off things.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:43 pm
((He meant he was going to have the sniper run, not Neko himself run.))
Nyl saw someone else, too. Fenris. She wanted to signal to her, but she still couldn't move more than her hand.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:43 pm
Fenris noticed that nothing was going to change as she waited for anyone to get in the way and imediately tell then to stay down. She didn't want anyone getting hurt, but she wasn't willing to move from hiding just because the man that was there before felt like playing the sneaky sniper.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:47 pm
Fenris noticed very slightly movement from the infirmary as she could feal nyl's chakra, just a slight signal. She blinked then telapathically messaged Nyl, knowing she was in a bad condition, hopng she could respond. Nyl, can you hear me? Someone is in the forest, I think it is the man from the other night that hurt you badly. Where is Neko?
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:50 pm
Neko...Neko left. He isn't here...he isn't with this part of me. Or the part that can see you.
But she didn't know if Fenris could hear here. These were just empty ideas, not even really thoughts. Certainly not any kind of telepathy. But the faintest outlines of Nyl's spirit were there, just above the sniper but visible. She wanted Fen to see that part of her.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:55 pm
Fenris blinked as she couldn't get a straight response. She wished she could read minds at a time like this, but she did not have the ability to, and she needed to conserve her hiding in case she were to get hit unknowingly. Nyl, please, try, I am not getting any response...
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 8:55 pm
~someone's here~ -Reeve's vulpine sense of danger tells him this, though he has no basis for the thought. Hackles raised, Reeve limps slowly out of bed, leaning on his sheathed sword as a cane- Where is he... is he? Am I just imagining...?
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