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 Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 12:42 am
Tegral, a very young boy, entered the dojo hesitantly. The child was only 9 or 10 years old, and he crept along as if he was trying to go unnoticed. He had been sleeping in the forest for about a week now, and he was attracted by the soft trail of smoke that drifted from the dojo. He wore a large, brown, coat and torn up black pants. He wore no shoes, or undershirt. The only thing, noticable, on him was the black, gold, and silver bracelet on his right arm.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 12:43 am
Focht looks around and shrugs.
"I don't know..... you think the Dojo can do without me for a few hours?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 12:47 am
Anastasius Focht Focht looks around and shrugs. "I don't know..... you think the Dojo can do without me for a few hours?" i dont see why not...you need the rest... *glances at him*
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 12:52 am
Focht nodded, having to agree with her there.
"Ok.... ok.... you convinced me........"
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 12:54 am
Tegral, not caring who owned this place or who the two on the couch were, slowly walked up to an empty couch, yawning and rubbing his eyes. Pulling himself up, onto the couch, he curled himself into a small ball and dozed off to sleep.
(( xd Hahaha, there's the intro to my character! A 10 year old child...))
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 12:56 am
He walked into the dojo covered in a hint of dirt and out of breath.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 1:02 am
*sai ignored the two that came in, she didnt know them so they weren'y of interest to her. she pulled a away from Focht and laced her fingers with his to lead him upstiars*
come on.. if not, just atleast tuck me in
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 1:06 am
Focht sighed and followed her up, not really fighting against her.
"Sure.... its the least I can do."
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 1:09 am
He noticed the two and didn't care. He didn't want to see anytone... well.... maybe 9 or Serenity. 9 had a way of calming him in an insulting way and Serenity...... he let the thought drift and found he was letting some really cold air in. He shut the door behind him and went over to sit in the corner opposite it. Exhausted he plopped down and tried to remain awake but even his gauntlet said he needed to rest, for his health. He gave in rather quickly and didn't even hhave time to get up and find a room before he nodded of right then and there.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 1:10 am
*She siled as they both walked up stairs. SHe opened the Room door fo Focht's. She slips out of her shoes and crawled into bed. she moved over a bit, just incase he was going to stay or not. she laid on her side facing him, Placed her head on the pillows and pulle dup the blankets half way letting him tuck her in. She smiled and closed her eyes gently falling asleep.*
((OOC: nighty))
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 1:15 am
Focht closed the door and locked it as he entered, slipping his shoes off and the 2 blades he kept strapped to his back. He set the blades on the night stand and crawled into the bed next to her, covering her up and slowly drifting to sleep.
((its 4:15 AM so night everyone))
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 4:50 am
Crystal snapped up in bed screaming. She had a dream of 9s death. Her breathing wa heavy and her brow was covered in sweat. Slowly she crowled out of bed and started down the stairs. As she hit the bottlem and walked into the main room, 9 slowly looked around.
"I must be the only one up."
She slumped down on the couch and grabbed a blanket to curl up in.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 10:00 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 10:50 am
9 stood up and walked into the training room. Pulling a long sword off the wall she started hacking at one of the dummies. With each swing she seemed to get a little better. As the dummy started to fall apart 9 moved to a new one.
She laughed softly to herself as she seemed to enjoy her hours of training. One by one she pulled weapons down and used then on the dummies until she got a good feel on how they worked. She seemed to pick up on the use of daggers the fasted but enjoyed using the pole and raged weapons the most.
9s long bluish hair whipped around her as she moved around the room. She had on a pair of plated black boots, some black skater jeans, and a t-shirt on. Her yellow eyes sparkled with excitement as she trained all morning long.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 10:58 am
9-Lives 9 stood up and walked into the training room. Pulling a long sword off the wall she started hacking at one of the dummies. With each swing she seemed to get a little better. As the dummy started to fall apart 9 moved to a new one. She laughed softly to herself as she seemed to enjoy her hours of training. One by one she pulled weapons down and used then on the dummies until she got a good feel on how they worked. She seemed to pick up on the use of daggers the fasted but enjoyed using the pole and raged weapons the most. 9s long bluish hair whipped around her as she moved around the room. She had on a pair of plated black boots, some black skater jeans, and a t-shirt on. Her yellow eyes sparkled with excitement as she trained all morning long. *walks in silently behind her then leaves a large plate of pancakes with swuryp and a bottle of rum then slowly backs away*
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