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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 6:49 pm
"Nani? Killed by who?" Now he was both curious and itching to fight, but he checked the itch before it burrowed too deep. "Well to any event, I didn't come here to die so I'll let what happens happen." He shrugged as he looked about before simply sighing.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 6:54 pm
He took the tea, "Thank you," He said, flipping to the next page. He drank some tea and ran his fingers across the book.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 6:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 6:57 pm
((If you can slip past Neko, sure...He'll just be really pissed if anyone does and he finds out about it))
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 6:58 pm
((Unless you want teh furriousness of Neko's wrath handed to you on a platter... nope!))
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 6:58 pm
She turned her head to look at him and only two years of ninja quiet kept her from making noise. She didn't want to interrupt anything he was trying to think about.
((Neko has express permission to take on the 'Almighty' subtitle while Nyl is unable to do much but play statue.))
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 6:59 pm
((...Well Tut is outside...))
Holding his head again, Tutsumi appeared outside of the dojo, his other hand clentched around something. He groaned softly and yawned, looking around slowly. It was weird that no one was outside.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 7:01 pm
<>
"Hmm." Keno seemed to be mildly interested with some random thought racing through his mind. He was actually smiling about it, despite the tension, as he shuffled to a sofa. As he took a seat, he conjured a scroll, which he spread over his lap and began to read.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 7:02 pm
Shiro ran as fast as he could towards where he thought the attacker was. And that is pretty godamn fast. The atack had reminded himof how his town was attacked, and he vividly remembered how he was playing his harp for some local children when they were attacked. He remembered the child's expression of happiness, and how the kunai pierced his skull,splattering blood on Shiro's face in the process. These deep feelings enraged Shiro.
Wake up, It's time to die!
His Rage activated his Chounouryoku Eye, which shut down all of Shiro's senses. His Psychic Sense should be able to pinpoint the sniper's location.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 7:03 pm
-=Neko sits in the chair, softly sobbing until he hears the knock at the door, quickly regaining his composure. He notices that He's in Nyl's room and lets out a hushed sigh=-
...Come in...
((Huzzah!...Neko Almighty....<3))
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 7:04 pm
He drank more of the tea, flipping page after page as he quickly went through the book. He got to one part that he seemed to be confused about and an his fingers over the pharaph several times befor moving on.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 7:05 pm
After Aven had given Reeve to Neko she had dissapeared once again into the shadow world to try and find anyone that could be nearby.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 7:05 pm
Nyl hadn't commented, even mentally, on Neko sobbing, either. She was mostly very confused, and the confusion was mostly about still being alive.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 7:07 pm
Fenris walked in and looked at Neko sympathetically. She walking over to him and handed him a mug of tea, placing hers on the ground as she hugged him, knowing he was upset. She hated seeing one of her best friends depressed, and was trying to cheer him up, even for the moment. She didn't say anything, just hugged him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 7:09 pm
Letting out a soft moan, Tutsumi slowly dragged his feet towards the porch, only taking a break when he sat in a chair. He closed his eyes slowly and puked up a warm spurt of sticky bright red blood. He moaned again and sighed softly as he started to rock slowly in the chair.
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