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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 2:18 pm
Dumbfounded she rubbed her head some," No, no that's alright. I'd rather not drink anything right now.." She started looking at the children." You must love alot of people then.." She murmured a pang of guilt shooting through her, making strange colors appear in her vision from the lack of blinking. "..at first, I couldn't remember why I hated angels so much, whether it was because they attacked me or because the jealously I held towards most everyone and In turn I chose to take it out on them most." Finally blinking she rubbed her left eye in a tired way. " And I still can't remember the real reason it was so long ago, but I do know Those two reason factored into it somehow."
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 2:22 pm
He walked to River and got close enough as if going to give her a kiss but just smiled weakly and whispered, "You can trust me." he moved back and walked to the door, "Better go back home before they start looking for me. Take care, River, and I hope to see you again." he waved and kept walking to the forrest and back to Aitru's house.
((*huggles and runs* bye bye!!))
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 2:22 pm
((Bye, I missed you. crying crying ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 2:25 pm
She figetted and growled in responce," How do I know you arn't going to just jump me and kill me huh?" She shook her fist before smiling at him." But, no matter I'll trust you for now.." She mumbled crossing her arms in a bored and tired manner as she walked forth, staring at the wall. He was gone by that time she didn't care though it would of been nice to see his reaction.
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 2:31 pm
((Hello, just wanted to say hi before i continued to work on my paper))
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 2:39 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 4:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 5:18 pm
Artemis stood up in her room and pulled back the curtains. Behind the inn, she could see the forest and into the green hills. Her room was vacant. After talking about candles, she thought about going shopping later. She went downstairs and looked at a map on the wall of the town.
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 5:25 pm
She found a place in the southern district and left with her coat.
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 7:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 8:17 pm
(*raises hand*)) Ukaia came downstaris humming quietly. She was in the process of putting her hair in a french braid. It was about half done by now. Dressed in a black skirt and blakc top.. oneka held firmly in her tail
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 8:22 pm
Baizou ran downstairs, wiping his eyes hastily as he ran over to Ukaia, "'Nee-san! Come! Kaia, she---" He bit his lower lip, taking her wrist and pulling her to the stairs, "Tomo--!" He insisted, pulling her up.
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 8:27 pm
Ukaai squeeked as she was pulled
"Waht?" she asked starteld stumbling a bit going with Bai.. letting her hair fall only half braided
"What about Kaia and TOmo?"she aske hdim puzzled wondering what was wrong with him
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 8:33 pm
Baizou pushed open Tomo's bedroom door and pulled Ukaia inside. On the bed, Tomo sat, holding his face in his hands. There was a crumpled piece of paper in his hand.
Baizou walked over quietly and gently took the paper. He uncrumpled it and handed it to Ukaia.
It read in neat handwriting: "Don't bother looking for her. She's already dead."
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 8:38 pm
Ukaia frowned confused seeing tomo. But her ears fell. She read the note and growled lightly> That coudlnt' be right could it?
"Onii san.." she said quietly.. then wondering.. she sniffed the paper.. was there any scent left on it from whoever wrote it...
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