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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:09 pm
"Well I guess that's a start with the patrol." (( I shall be back))
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:11 pm
(One time my field trip bus forgot me and I had to run for like ten minutes to catch up.)
*cough* "Sometimes I hate being the Marquess..." *cough*
(I felt like posting that again. )
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:13 pm
Calm. The calm is the source of resistance. If you are calm, and your mind strong, a maelstrom of magic cannot harm you. That is why so many easily fall prey to magic--being frontline fighters, they are effected by the chaotic energies of battle and so can mount few mental barriers against the spiritual anguish. If I'm going to be involved in a battle, I must be calm. I don't have any resistance to swords and lances. I am, however, very strong against the arcane. That's my strength. That's what I'll practice.
"Rei."
Rhys set down the tea and looked in his direction.
"This is going to sound like a strange request, but... would you mind practicing dark magic on me?"
And no, Rhys was no masochist.
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:15 pm
"You may be Marquess, Uther, but that doesn't necessarily make you the one to decide things the members should do. Rei and Vaida are the only ones that can finalize any plan we make." muttered Roy, his eyes closed. He wondered what was happening to the ones that had gone to the castle, and how they were faring against the morphs.
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:18 pm
Alihi sighed. "Sorry, Lord Uther, but as long as you're here, you are one of us. We're all fighting for the same cause. You're not any better than us because you're a marquess. Hell, I'm a tactician that stopped the second freaking Scouring, but I'm still listening to Rei's orders! So honestly, stop acting so... ARGH!!" She yelled out of complete frustration. "... You are so lucky that you're not under my command... I have little patience for people who are arrogant." With that being said, she went outside, slamming a door behind her.
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:19 pm
"Why do you keep saying that? I was merely going over a proposed plan, I did not make any orders. I clearly stated that I would not make orders without approval. I am tired of your constant misunderstanding. I NEVER MADE ORDERS, I NEVER SAID I WAS BETTER, WHAT THE HELL DID I DO!!"
EDIT: WHEN WAS I ARROGANT!!!!!!!!!!! WHEN WAS I!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Uther threw his axe at Rei's dummy, because he was now also beginning to lose it...
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:20 pm
(( Well, if you don't wanna get yelled at, then stop with all the darn Marquess-Power-Flexing, and this little 'air of regality' that you coat every post in. Uther was IN NO WAY how you have been. He never ran around declaring how 'amazing' Ostia is. But, that's why you can be a little bit OOC. I mean, Rei is hardly a semi-bubbly, anger-prone little otaku. And, no, you don't have soldiers. WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS, GOD DARN IT! Remember the LAST time I spazzed on you, ranting about how OSTIAN SOLDIERS HEAVILY UNBALANCE THE ALREADY FRAGILE PLAYING FIELD? You're lucky I'm feeling nice today, or that'd be a NICE ASSLOAD LONGER! D< ))
(( Oh, and I'm not editing this post. Too laaaaazy. ))
"Oh really? Well, then they must really be TERRIBLE AT THEIR JOBS since ROY was able to get over here with on trouble at all! And besides! This is FEF KINGDOM, NOT ELIBE! The fact that you rule Ostia holds NO WATER HERE! And yeah, you're a member, whether you like it or not. Allies are members, too, and you've hardly contributed anything for me even consider you an 'ally.' In my eyes, you're just another random soldier, the only difference being that you have a name." Rei was now hyperventilating a bit, from all the yelling, when he heard Rhys address him, and ask for, more or less, a sparring match.
"What? Oh, sure, Rhys. Just head outside. I'll be out in a sec."
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:24 pm
"I contributed suggestions, Ideas, anything...."
( I could. I suck at being my character) [Leaves for a few]
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:27 pm
Roy smirked at the little comment about him being able to get here without any problems with the Ostian guards. "I'm on your side though Rei. I severed my ties with the morphs the minute I stepped out of their castle." he said. He then opened his eyes. "Is it alright if I watch you and Rhys spar?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:28 pm
Nils sighed, pulling his knees to his chest and resting his head on his knees, determined to stay out of everyone's way.
(( PLEASE DISTINGUISH WHAT IS IN-CHARACTER AND WHAT IS NOT. BECAUSE I HIGHLY DOUBT THAT UTHER IS SAYING IN-CHARACTER THAT "I suck at being my character"! ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:28 pm
[Returns] (I am as pissed off and as tired as Rei, please stop yelling at me, i fixed it)
"Why don't we spar instead Roy?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:29 pm
"I minus well train." She walked outside, out to the forest to train.
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:31 pm
Rhys smiled, a bit amused at Roy's words.
"Honestly, I think the spar's going to be a bit one-sided. I just want to see how much magic I can take before I actually start feeling it."
Although he rarely remembered it, Rhys could from time to time appreciate the fact that his arcane defenses were ridiculous. He then stood up and walked outside, twirling his healing staff like a baton.
At least, he would have if he hadn't clumsily dropped it on the floor on his first mid-twirl.
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:35 pm
[Following Rhys Outside]
"I will be outside, Roy, If you wish to take me on."
[I'm the only guy here without a name that begins with R.]
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:39 pm
Alihi sat high up in a tree in the forest, wiping her eyes. She was tired, frustrated, and over-whelmed. After a certain event in her past, she swore to detach herself and her family from war. And here she was once again, a soldier once again. A weak one, too... I can barely fight or defend myself. And I can't deal with tactics, since, well, I'm not in charge. A tear formed in the corner of her eye out of frustration. Furiously, she wiped it away. "D-damn it... I promised... I promised myself not to fight, to not cry anymore... and here I am." She murmured, closing her eyes. "... I'm sorry."
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Gripping his flute, Nils began to play a soft tune, to let him focus on something else and hopefully lighten the mood.
(( ... Nils starts with an "N". .-. ))
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