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 Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 8:09 pm
Miguel rolled his eyes. "she only didnt kill us because i was the only one there with a motive to keep her alive..." he glared again. "and, that motive was..." he rolled his eyes once more, knowing he was about to say this for the umpteenth time, "my life debt..." he sounded like he was tired of saying it. he gritted his teeth. "so dont testify to something you know nothing about."
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 10:11 am
"Are you gonna keep jacking your jaw, or are we going to get any results? Has it come to that? I cant speak my own word? Because your the one in a cell, dearie." Zane said, laughing.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 10:45 am
Miguel fired a larger ball of energy, still not realy intending to do any damage, at Zane. "listen to me. there is no 'we.' if i want results, ill get them myself. shut your friggin mouth. you cant 'speak your own word' if it involves not only something you dont know anything about, but that involves stuff about someone youve only just met. im in this cell because im trying to set my record straight. and i wouldnt have to do that, if it werent for your GOD D***ED STUPIDITY!!!!" he'd said all that as if listing his responses in order from Zane's statements. he straightened his jacket, regaining composure, and turned to the lady for a brief moment, "forgive my language, M'lady." he shook his head, turned back to Zane, and spoke calmly now. "and youre not some suave, poetic hero. dont call me dearie." a smirk crossed his face.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 11:13 am
The Lady was seathing with anger. She didn't know who should get the lashings she had in store.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 7:10 pm
Zane laughed. " Does that annoy you? Because, it should. Either of you come near me, I can sic so many theives, assasins and bounty hunters on you, youd wish youd died earlier. You may kill him, I dont care." He laughed again and jumped down from the window.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 7:23 pm
several corpses rose near Zane. one spoke, its eyes glowing dark purple. "you never... ever... threaten the Lady like that. EVER! she could have you dead in a hearbeat if she so wished." it was speaking in Miguel's voice. "and, the Lady does not need your insignificant 'permission to do anything... you dont have the power to decide anyones fate... and... thieves, assasins, and bounty hunters dont even begin to scare me. ive probably trained most of them myself..." he'd said this all as if listing several responses. that last part, about him training them, was pretty much true. he'd been training assasins since he was 5.
the actual Miguel stayed rather motionless, his eyes faintly glowing. he turned to the lady, hiding his anger. "please..." he looked down. "forgive my behavior... i was out of line..." he meant out of line toward her, not Zane.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 7:26 pm
The Lady sounded conflicted, bujt propper, "Forgiven. Miguel.....you seem loyal, yet your actions were questionable. You need to pove you arn't a traitor."
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 7:29 pm
Zane just laughed. "Not were I come from." He said, knocking on a corpses head. "And besides, the Lady shoulldnt do anything to harm me, unless she wants half the Theif Guild after her. But then again, were am I to say that?" (Guild being organization, not somewhere on gaia)
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 9:35 am
*the man materializes in a violent burst of black smoke, well away from the citadel where the lady and her man currently reside, and he angrily lights another cigar, muttering to himself as he eyes the place in the distance* God d*** that dog lover. *he spits on the ground* I should have killed him then and there. I can find those filthy flea-bags myself. *he sheathes and hides his weapons and starts walking through the woods, talking manically and angrily to himself, the words falling from his lips quickly, as he'd said them countless times in the past to keep himself going* I'll find them all, every last one. I'll wipe their furried faces from existance. No one will ever have to die at their claws again. *his gray eyes grow misty from memories* No one.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:10 am
the corpse that had been talking scowled, as the one Zane knocked on bit at his hand, making it obvious it wasnt meant to actually bite, but more symbolically. the speaker responded. "you speak as if she is nothing. as if she is some insignificant peasant..." it shook its head. "she has more power than you could ever hope to have..." it smirked, darkly. "and if your little guild... trys to hurt her... the armies of all three races..." it paused, adding, "and the council... will be at your little group's throats."
Miguel's face betrayed none of what the corpse was saying. he gave a small 'head-bow', as the current cell wouldnt permit a true bow. "thank you." he looked back up, straightening up again. "and... if i may ask... how would i go about proving myself?"
((you dont need to explain the guild thing. most of us know what you mean. guilds, in the gaia sense, get their name from the guilds of this time period. 3nodding ))
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:43 am
Zane shrugged. "Im not trying to. And little? Try half of the continent, involved in it one way or another. Then rules are simple, I keep away, I stay alive. I can understand that. Now, please let the corpses rest. My buisness in this godforsaken town is concluded."
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 11:20 am
*he finally comes to a stop under a particularly huge tree and, with a sigh, starts climbing rapidly. he stops on a high branch overlooking the worn dirt path. he pulls out his old black book and starts thumbing through the pages, looking for more spells to aid him in his hunt. his fingers drifts softly over his chest, where he carries three deep, angry scars. after a while of reading and muttering, he accidentally nods off, the book dropping into his lap*
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 12:08 pm
Echo, in wolf form, growled. She could smell a human in the forest.....This human...smelled of blood...wolf blood. Her teeth pealed back in anger.A wolf hunter.....
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 1:00 pm
(um, who? I never went into the forest, so its not me.)
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 1:03 pm
((well...read the other posts.))
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