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 Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:39 pm
(( ninja *Grabs Synnie and Jade and runs off to her room* >3 ))
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:40 pm
((umm just to tell you I've only got a C in LA and i just got through the 7th grade so your sorta confusing me lol sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:40 pm
((*ish countered in her glomp attack on Ichi and brought to the foxling's room*))
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:41 pm
::Feeling the rain begin to fall and land on his messy purple hair. He placed his hand on the back of his head where Keno grabbed him moments before, he was still sore. Lifting his gaze to the sky as his clothing became heavier and soked he didn't care he had no reason to go it the rain didn't bother him.
Holding his hand out he let a little pudle of water form into his hand using his mind he made it so the water didn't seep through the gaps of his fingers. He let the small puddle out into the open still keeping it compact with is mind as it grew in size. His eyes gazing at it softly::
"Is this how life is to be, like a rain storm. It just comes and goes, can we only live the life of a raindrop keep moving until something intercepts our path and die before we reach our destination. Or do we flow through all the way like we are suppose to and die when it is out time?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:49 pm
(( *Loud thumping noises* >3 ))
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:49 pm
"The life of a raindrop is relative only to belief. If you believe every raindrop was meant to hit the ground, then many lives indeed are stopped cold in their tracks, denied the one thing they thought was so sure in life." Man had designed many deterrences for the raindrop: houses and buildings, vehicles, childrens' toys, tools, clothing. The many devices by which they lived their lives became nothing more than the unseen future that the raindrop had only so much control over.
"It's not too inaccurate a metaphor...for those who believe in a linear path." He didn't believe in such a thing. Destiny was for those who were afraid to live. It was the crutch theey could lean on when they liver poisoning, even though they were a chronic alcoholic. It's what allowed them to keep their faith after their god smote them after eons of blind servitude.
"The raindrop doesn't live. It merely accepts whatever comes its way."
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:54 pm
::...reappearing instantaneously in the bathroom of the twentieth Tower floor, the two of them are settled on the tiled blue floor, still soaked. Releasing Jade and pulling away, Deity stands up and turns to the right, taking the few steps to the cabinet. As he does, he gives the shower - to his right - a brief glance; the emerging thought brings a soft giggle to his lips. He leans back down to open up the cabinet, pulling out two large black towels, draping them over his left forearm before kicking the door shut.
Returning to the teen girl a few seconds later, Deity drops to his right knee this time, handing the towels out to Jade for her own use.::
...you should dry off a bit, Lovely.
::Even as Deity says this, he taps into his honed ability of ki control, connecting with the complexity of the Saiya-jin's aura and focusing on it. Though not particularly against her will, he uses his power of manipulating weaker kis to accelerate her healing process, altering her metabolism and thus causing her wounds to begin closing up. In a fashion similar to how how the Mystic Devil himself can heal in this form, her injuries should be gone within another five seconds.::
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:54 pm
"I guess your right Keno. . I guess your right, maybe it is time I should stray from the path that fate has thrown my way. It's my life, it's now or never they say."
::Looking up at the sky once more as the puddle he was letting grow became much large. He let his hold go of it and it fell to the ground as it was before he intercepted it. His ice blue eyes glanced over at his wife, and a slight smile appeared on his face::
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Midnight Syn Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:55 pm
Fabric fluttered in the wind, scarlet flashing in the pale moonlight. The soft material curled around a slender form as a breeze picked up, as if wanting to protect its wearer from danger. As the light wind died down - letting the branches of the trees it stirred settle - the fabric lost its life to lie across the legs of the one it belonged to. Slender fingers rose, catching the scarf that laid over a chin and lips, loosening it from around a slender neck. The fabric complied easily, as stone-shaded eyes gazed up at the sky.
Satomi had taken to sitting on a branch of the evergreens that surrounded Orion, and watching the night sky. Her duties had become slack lately, everyone refusing to allow her to do anything. All were afraid to strain the girl, and she was frustrated about it. She was a person that liked to do things, and now no one would even spar with her these days. So, visiting earth was little more common as of late. Not that she minded.
Fingertips pressing against the swell of her stomach, a soft and maternal smile curved the corners of her lips upwards. Emerald eyes glittered brightly. The time was nearing soon for another little soul to be in the world. Satomi was unsure of how long, but it was soon. Very soon. The thought of that made warmth flow through her limbs and made them tingle. Giddiness settled into her once more, causing the girl to rise from her spot.
Walking along the edge of the branch, Satomi's fingers locked together behind her back. Booted feet stepped in front of one another, no issue with balance. Nearing the edge, the young woman twisted her hips to get her facing towards where her right side was a moment ago. Eyes rolling downward, she judged the distance. Only twenty feet, tops. An easy jump. Without another thoughts, the girl stepped forward and let her body fall. It was things like this that put everyone's nervous on end with her state.
Half way through her fall, Satomi twisted her Ki around her to slow her decent. It did its job, allowing her toes to touch the ground lightly before the rest of her weight settled. A grin settled on her face. Satomi loved her new little tricks, they were so useful. A hand flattened soft midnight strands that were twisted back into a messy bun, as she began forward. The night grew chilly for even her warm blooded self, and it was time to return to the establishment. Besides, there were people she wished to say hello to.
<< Shadowshaq, don't force your writing. Let it flow. Also, make sure to describe things. Such as... Instead of:
"The man walked into the room looking for someone.."
Say:
"The stocky man stalked into the room, eyes searching out his next victim."
Find other words to say things. And again, never force yourself. Just practise.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 11:02 pm
Akito took no time in drying off. His eyes turned green and Akito held onto his hat as wind blew around him for about a minute. The wind died down and Akito brushed himself off. He walked around just looking at the big room he had just stepped into. “Hello anyone here,” he said as he walked to a bench and sat down staring at one of the windows covered in drops of rain. He sighed and lay to the side a little with one foot on the ground and the other on the bench. He lowered his hat over his eyes and started to drift asleep.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 11:04 pm
Should Unks, or anyone for that matter, have turned to see Keno, he wouldn't have been there. Much like the warrior he seemed ro rumor himself to be, he was gone, no real trace of how or when. His existence lingered in a way that wasn't to be mistaken for Drifting. Nor had he flown off, though at his power level, he could have very easily and quietly. Instead it was as if he had never and yet always existed.
There were no other words to day now. He had delivered his message. He had other things to do than listen to the solemn contemplations of a young man who had just received a hole in his chest.
Keno was gone...
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 11:04 pm
Midnight Syn Fabric fluttered in the wind, scarlet flashing in the pale moonlight. The soft material curled around a slender form as a breeze picked up, as if wanting to protect its wearer from danger. As the light wind died down - letting the branches of the trees it stirred settle - the fabric lost its life to lie across the legs of the one it belonged to. Slender fingers rose, catching the scarf that laid over a chin and lips, loosening it from around a slender neck. The fabric complied easily, as stone-shaded eyes gazed up at the sky.
Satomi had taken to sitting on a branch of the evergreens that surrounded Orion, and watching the night sky. Her duties had become slack lately, everyone refusing to allow her to do anything. All were afraid to strain the girl, and she was frustrated about it. She was a person that liked to do things, and now no one would even spar with her these days. So, visiting earth was little more common as of late. Not that she minded.
Fingertips pressing against the swell of her stomach, a soft and maternal smile curved the corners of her lips upwards. Emerald eyes glittered brightly. The time was nearing soon for another little soul to be in the world. Satomi was unsure of how long, but it was soon. Very soon. The thought of that made warmth flow through her limbs and made them tingle. Giddiness settled into her once more, causing the girl to rise from her spot.
Walking along the edge of the branch, Satomi's fingers locked together behind her back. Booted feet stepped in front of one another, no issue with balance. Nearing the edge, the young woman twisted her hips to get her facing towards where her right side was a moment ago. Eyes rolling downward, she judged the distance. Only twenty feet, tops. An easy jump. Without another thoughts, the girl stepped forward and let her body fall. It was things like this that put everyone's nervous on end with her state.
Half way through her fall, Satomi twisted her Ki around her to slow her decent. It did its job, allowing her toes to touch the ground lightly before the rest of her weight settled. A grin settled on her face. Satomi loved her new little tricks, they were so useful. A hand flattened soft midnight strands that were twisted back into a messy bun, as she began forward. The night grew chilly for even her warm blooded self, and it was time to return to the establishment. Besides, there were people she wished to say hello to.
<< Shadowshaq, don't force your writing. Let it flow. Also, make sure to describe things. Such as... Instead of:
"The man walked into the room looking for someone.."
Say:
"The stocky man stalked into the room, eyes searching out his next victim."
Find other words to say things. And again, never force yourself. Just practise. ((wait what question man you guy sound like your majoring in like grammer im so confused what do you mean to not force my writing))
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 11:05 pm
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