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 Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 10:13 am
Trian stood up and put his other glove on. "You need to find someone who may know where he is. When I last spoke with him, he said that the last time he was saved, he was rescued by a 'Shadow' or something." He said, looking around as if expecting him to pop up magically. "Do you know anyone by that name?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 10:24 am
Looking at his feet for a second, Ever paused. Oh, duh! He managed to stifle a giggle-snort, and he nodded. "Yes, yes. I'll go try and find him upstairs." Ever replied, as he headed back up. No wonder he never left his wings 'out'. They were brushing against the walls of the stairway! Aerodynamically, as he ran, they slowed him down. But, it was no matter. Knocking on his sister's and her husband's room, he leaned against the adjacent wall. "Hey, Bai? You in there? It's Ever.." he said, hoping that Bai had already been briefed on the whole situation at hand.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 10:26 am
Baizou opened the door after a few minute of shuffling. He looked like he'd been awake for a little because he was dressed and groomed, "What is it?" He asked, pulling his hair out of the way.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 1:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 3:40 pm
Ever looked up, smiling brightly. Wow, his sister had good taste. There was no doubt in Ever's mind that Baizou would never hurt Ellie in any way. Blinking out of his philosophical trance, Ever gave a sound nod. "Trian's here. We need to save Caradoc." Ever said, his voice proud, like his feathery wings. Tossling his hair out of the way again, he stepped back, and extended his hand to the stairs. "Trian says you helped last time. I mean, Shadow helped."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 3:44 pm
Baizou nodded and looked back at Ellie who ((SD decided)) was reading on the bed. "Love, I am going out to save your brother's lover. I will try to be home, soon." He said, stepping back over to kiss her. He looked up at Ever in the doorway. "Just let me grab a few things, okay?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 3:56 pm
Ever peeked in, giving a goofy wave to his sister. "Don't make too much hanky-panky now. You never get out of bed!" Ever teased, before stepping back. His face went fairly flat, as he tried to block the mental image from corrupting his mind. "I'll be.... Downstairs." stuttered the goofy teen, before backing out, and heading down the stairs. "Yeah, he'll be right down."
Ellie looked up, with a warm smile. "Thank you for doing this. Don't be out too late, now." teased the hero's wife. Sitting up a bit more, as her feet tucked up underneath her. "You know I worry when y ou're out too late." She extended her arms, just begging for a hug, as she bit her lip, and made a perfect puppy-dog face.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 4:02 pm
Trian watched Ever come down and finished off his scotch, "Excellent, excellent." He said, pulling out a small reading device from his belt pouch. He activated it, "This will let us know Pru's status. If he's alive, in pain, or anything like that. He appears to be alive and charging, currently." He said, showing ever the screen.
Baizou smiled a little, "I will try, love." he said, leaning over her to give her a gentle kiss before a tight hug. "Love you." he whispered against her lips before breaking away and heading down the stairs. "I am ready." he said, slinging a satchel over his shoulder.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 4:09 pm
Ever looked at the screen, and nodded. "Okay, then, let's be off." he said in a dignified tone, looking between Trian and Baizou. "Pru needs us... Er- Caradoc.." Scratching his head, Ever struggled to fit through the door, and finally managed... One wing at a time.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 4:14 pm
Baizou nodded and followed Trian and Ever out. "Everyone has so many names nowadays," He murmured, perking his ears to listen around, "Now, if I remember correctly..." He said turning his ears in all directions. "I think we go this way," he said, pointing West.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 5:51 pm
The door of the Demented Muffin slowly creaked open to a young woman, perhaps in her late teens, early twenties. Her teal eyes slid over the room around her as she pushed reddish brown strands of hair away from them. She observed the establishment with her hand resting on the hilt of a golden handled sword at her hip. The sound of boots on the wooden floor suggested she was used to a bit more action than her elaborate jewelery suggested. This girl like to be seen. That much was obvious.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 6:36 pm
Guan stepped out of the kitchen carrying a pot of tea and a cup, a package tucked under his arm. Not noticing the girl, he pours himself a cup and occupies himself with removing the brown paper to reveal a wooden box.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 6:36 pm
A very dirty looking man emerged from the trail by the shed. He was uninjured, but you could tell from the layers of mud and the weariness of his gait that he had been through a bit of an ordeal recently. His clear gray eyes fixed upon a water trough.
"Perhaps I ought to at least attempt to clean up a bit before going inside." he said to himself.
He pulled a surprisingly clean handkerchief from inside his jacket, dipped it in the water, and began to scrub his face and hands. He then took a stick and some leaves and began trying to remove as much mud from his clothing and boots as possible.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 6:40 pm
Bridget looked over at Guan and approached him. "Good evening, sir. You wouldn't happen to work here, would you?" She asked with a very light Irish lilt to her voice. "Because I'd much like a small glass of rum if you do."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 6:41 pm
"Well, " the man said to his reflection a few minutes later, "I'm not up to my usual standards, but I should at least be clean enough that they won't throw me out."
He walked around to the front door of the bar and went inside.
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