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 Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 10:58 am
Faylin smiled and set the table up then began to shuffle the cards as he smiled at Caprica "im not that good at this.." he admited "i really only know the rules to poker" he grined "my brother, Folken, taught me then used it to get me to do his chores" he made a face as he remembered all the times he had been stuck doing all hte chores
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 4:21 pm
He blinked at them. Then he grabbed the note pad beside him and scribbled some words. I don't know how to play poker. But it would be fun to learn. He scribbled some more. I will watch for awhile. He shuffled and struggled into a half seated position. His ribs told him emphatically how much they hated him for moving but he ignored them and leaned back against the pillows.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 8:16 pm
"I remember hm doing that once when I was there. I tried to make him quit it but I guess he didn't listen. He just left you alone long enough to take me to back to his room and screw me senseless." Tristan remembered that all too well. Folken had always known how to play them both just as well as he knew how to play his cards."Oh well. We'll see if we can teach you to play. And hopefully, you'll learn from us that all demons aren't bad. We haven't tried hurting you at all, just help you." he told Caprica as he sat down and started to count out poker chips for himself and Faylin."That's actually why I started Kyuubi Reign was to help humans, the ones whose lives are being screwed over by demons constantly. Makes me glad I'm only half demon. Those of us with human blood actually care."
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 11:38 am
Faylin blushed deeply when he heard why Folken stoped those few times. He couged embaressedly and glared at Tristan as he laid out the cards. 'yes well...i learned when to quit from him anyways." he said. He pouted when Tristan finished "hey! i dont have any human blood and I care!" he protested as he pulled the 'hurt puppy' look (well hurt kitty but you get the idea *wink*) He looked at Caprica "i dont have human blood but i care, right Brother?" he asked, hoping he would be on his side
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 5:24 pm
Caprica just rolled his eyes. Demons aren't bad. Suuuuuure they're not. He looked at the cards curiously and didn't bother trying to answer Faylin. If Faylin could have seen the bloody smears that had once been his family he would understand how he felt about demons. I can't let it go. The fear won't leave me. The anger won't leave me. How can I know what demons think? I'm human. He sighed soundlessly. That was the problem really. Too weak to do what he had to do but he tried anyway.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 6:15 am
"Sorry Fay." A strange feeling passed over Tristan. He stopped counting poker chips and drew out five of his cards from the holster on his left thigh."Ace of diamonds. Ace of clubs. Ace of hearts.....Ace of roses?!" he stopped and stared at the cards in his hand, it bore a single rose on it and the rose waas changing color slowly. He loked at the last card and gasped."Ace of spades! No!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 6:22 pm
((Sorry for being gone so long guys, new job is keeping me busy now that I'm in to it and can be of good use to my boss. I'd post but... Cameo and Vergil both really can't do anything valuble... I need to prod Ilarian with a hot poker LOL))
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 5:32 pm
((Haha, good luck. She says she's probably too busy to post until September.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 7:24 pm
Faylin quickly stood up "T-T-Tristan? Whats wrong? Tristan???" he gasped as he leaned over the older demon "Wjat's happining???" he was very afriad for his love and he didnt know what to do
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 11:39 pm
Tristan responded a little too quickly, a clearly visible sheen of sweat quickly formig on his brow and a look of purest anxiety on his face."It's nothing." he knew what that last card meant above all else. The others he knew as well, pretty much the cards he'd drawn were telling the story of his life with his newfound friends, allies and lover. He mutterd softly, louder than he intended, to himself."Treasure, Conflict, Love.......and Death. The rose is still confusing though. Spades is death....who is it supposed to be?" at that instant a flash of sparkling violet light sent a small note fluttering onto the table."Patrick?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 8:21 am
Faylin reached out and cuped Tristan's face with his hands "dont lie to me...what happened, your shaking!!" he leaned down to lay soft kisses along Tristan's face "whats going on? tell me, let me help you" he wispered "what do you mean?" he asked, hearing what Tristan mumbled and beginning to be afraid. He turned to look atthe light and saw the note. He reached out and picked it up "where did this come from??" he didnt like notknowing what was going on.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 11:17 am
Death, nothing unusual. Caprica experienced it almost nightly. Killing demons and risking his own life. He sighed silently. He ought to keep that card for Tristan if it was going to keep freaking him out. As far as he was concerned he had a big bulls eye painted on him, the way demons kept attacking. Well it was his own fault, he reasoned. After all they just might leave him alone if he stopped hunting them. But he couldn't stop. He wanted to eliminate them. He waited patiently for either the game to get started or Tristan to explain his freakout session.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 9:21 pm
"I'm not sure what the cards mean. It's a prediction, it's happens sometimes, but most of the time...I never understand them and I can't help." he took the note from Faylin's hand and looked at it. It was scribbled quickly in a curvy handwriting. It was written in red and smells faintly of blood."This is from my big brother Patrick." he read the note quickly and just sighed when he finished reading."I have two choices now. I can move and hope she doesn't find me, or I can stop running and fight her. What do we do Fay? I'm tired of hoping Mistress won't find me, but I don't want to fight her. Her minions are stronger than most I've ever fought and I barely got away when I did." he handed the note to Faylin so he could read it.
' Dear Tristan,
Hey baby brother. I thought you might like to hear from your big brother for once. I thought you might be in trouble when my cards started acting funny, so I came for a visit today. I'm glad I did. I caught Ckreesha in your building trying to track you down for Mistress. I took care of her and now Kayla has a new rug in her foster home. I wanted you to look out for yourself, because I'm not supposed to leave here. They're still trying to figure out where my powers came from all of a sudden. Please send me a note so I'll know you're alright.
Your Loving Brother,
Patrick O'Daniel
P.S. Kayla says she can't wait to come see you next month. Her new moms want to meet you too. They say they don't care what you are, they want to meet the older brother of such a "charming little girl".'
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 6:20 am
Faylin laughed softly at the last part and looked up at Tristan "who is this Misstress Tristan?" he asked "i never knew you had a brother.." he added "Why does she want to hurt you?' he looked up at Tristan curiously
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 5:27 pm
Caprica looked from one to the other with an are-you-for-real expression on his face. He wrote on his notepad. Why don't you just kill her? Well... that was Caprica's solution to everything. Probably why he didn't have a lot of friends. Well he was just trying to be helpful.
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