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 Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:03 am
A book fell from the self that was marked "Inventory" It was a full of information on her weapons, item, and other thing that might hold power and were she left then all. But she was no were to be seem as he looked.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:12 am
whee sweatdrop 9 is dead Focht... *but she did find the thing withthe office, the light, and the letter to be odd.* A ghost is what i think.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:14 am
Focht walked over to the fallen book and picked it up flipping through a few of the pages. He knew 9 had a big arsenal of magic weapons but didn't know where she kept them.
"Thanks 9...... and I am sorry I failed you."
The letter from earlier appeared in his left hand and he stuck it in the book then snapped the book shut. Turning he walked out to the door of the office and motioned for Serenity to come join him if she wanted before stepping back into the room.
"Its ok if you want to join me.... you were close on your guess but you ruled out what I am at the start."
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:18 am
*She walked into the room slowly and looked around. * Your a were? I thought all weres ate people and hated everyone. Well you learn something new every day I guess.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:24 am
Focht smiles as he walked over and sat infront of the desk, leaving 9's chair empty.
"Yes you do...... now.... how to straighten up the mess..."
He held the book in his left hand and absorbed it into his hand.
"Any suggestions? I am not very organized....."
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:28 am
Maybe some file boxes would work and some cleaners? *She said with a shrug.* So is this your office now?
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:33 am
Focht sighed and looked around.
"Maybe.... I need to talk to Axl first..... Think you can find a box to hold the loose papers while I dust?"
He smiled innocently.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:36 am
Sure.... *she started poking through boxes as she tried to find an empty one for Focht. *
((Um what's all in the office anyways?))
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:39 am
Most of the boxes in the office were half empty. There is a large desk in the center of the office with book shelves along one wall and pole weapons in every corner of the room. Swords, axes, and other weapons hung from the walls
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:45 am
((thanks 9..... sweatdrop ))
Focht closed his eyes and began to draw in the air around him. A wall of air formed over the book shelves to keep them form being knocked over.
"Thanks Serenity... it will save me from straining too much...."
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 10:53 am
What are you doing? *she asked as she started putting the loss papers into the boxes. She watched Focht from the corner of her eye as she kept cleaning*
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:05 am
Focht was still gathering power and air.
"I am copressing air..... it makes it easier to generate a slight twister to pick up all the dust in here......."
He was going slow so it used less power now and gave Serenity time to finish. It was going to drain him to do this but it was a better use of his skills than constantly causing death and distruction.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:10 am
*She quickly put the last of the papers intot eh file then moved the to doorway of the office.* A rag and a bottle of cleaner would do the same thing.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:19 am
"Yeah... your are right but my way is much more effecient and effective...... close your eyes....."
Focht hair and fur started to move in pulsing waves as the air he had been compressing began to spin. It grew into a swirling column that resembled a mini-tornado but was much weaker. Focht moved his hands in a wide sweaping motion. The mini tornado begain making widening circles around the room picking up the dust and threatening to lift the lids off the boxes. It continued like this for 30-40 secondes before making a pass along the wall then out the door and then out of the Dojo, funneling right under the main door. Outside it moved around the corner of the Dojo then died out, leaving a rather large cloud of dust. Focht was breathing heavily from the effort but it was done, the room had been dusted.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:24 am
*She closed her eyes and kept them closed until she no longer felt the air moving around her. As she slowly opened an eye she smiled to see how clean the office was. * Your right, it is a good job. Are you going to be ok Focht? Maybe you should have a seat and take it easy for a while.
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