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 Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 2:03 pm
Kaitlyn sat on the edge of the broken and blood covered bed in her have distroyed room she had chosen to stay in. She looked at her feet and was thinking really hard about her invite to be a rebal, just because she made a gaurd black out from stoping the blood in him for a short amount of time.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 5:41 pm
Kaitlyn heard a knock on her door. It is them, coming to get me for rebelling! Kaitlyn thought. She knew they had no idea of the small hole in the wall below the bed she was sitting on. She went under the bed.
"Open the door or we will smash it in!" A man shouted. Soon the door came crashing to the ground. "schnell schnell! Find the dirty thing!"
As the door came down she quickly crawled out the whole and started running, making sure to stay out of the veiw of the window. The one man that lead them peeked under the bed and let out a loud cry of anger. I excaped again... only a few more times till I will get caught.
[[sorry about the schnell schnell thing. it means quickly quickly, I just wanted to use german. xD]]
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 12:08 am
Kurai heard the cries of anger and looked down, seeing small unit that was looking for rebellions and troublemakers they had got info about earlier. He flew down to the unit leader. "So, you managed to screw up that raid as well. You sure are worthless." he stated calmly. The man growled at him "I don't think you have caught any rebellions yourself either." he said, still growling. Kurai smirked. "That is because it isn't my job, my only job is to kill the leader of the rebellions, and if I remember right, you haven't even managed to see him or get any info about him." he laughed as he rose back to his wings. The leader of the unit stared at him furiously before continuing the raids.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 5:05 am
((Thanks, Dark Angel. I was starting to get slightly worried. Und das ist gut so, Tears. Hoffentlich, wenn Sie mehr, mein Deutsch verbessern.
Some say it's random where you enter Hell, others say it depends on how evil you are. Aang isn't sure it's either of those. It probably had something to do with where you were at the time you died. For her, it was the market place, and the reminder to all thieves was her first sight of her future afterlife. Even after the buckets of blood she had spilled, it still disgusted her immediately. Oddly enough, she could deal with the 'execution,' aside from the noise. No, it was after the spine was raised high above everyone's head in triumph. Many 'victors,' as that one did, would spin the curved bone around the circle of people, spraying all of them with their spoil. She hated being splattered with the huge droplets of blood.
She had learned to keep behind the crowd, sneaking around of them until the ceremony was over. As Aang tried to make her speedy escape, her pointed ears made her head ring as the sensitive organs amplified every sound she heard. In her years in the covet she had not needed to learn to control her senses, and for some reason it was not something she could teach herself. Earlier, she'd cover them, but she was too close to the source for it to help even remotely. Still , she turned her head towards her shoulder, burying her nose in an attempt to reduce the limited ability to smell she had. Unfortunately, this also limited her field of vision.
Normally, her acute hearing was good enough to pick up a person's breathing or heartbeat, so much so that when the air was so dry and hot that the ground burnt her eyes, she could walk with them closed, occasionally sending out sounds to know where she was. It wasn't perfect, but she was improving it. But with the loud cheers that the audience emitted, she couldn't even hear her own footsteps. When she broke away from the crowd, she accidentally ran into someone, wings first. As they crushed under the impact, she swore angrily in pain, then turned to face a likely fight. The man looked intimidating. His leather trench coat, and eye patch were the first things that made her worry this fight was going to be difficult. She could tell that his wings were very nice, but the claw would probably be trouble. She quickly reached into her fourth dimension, summoning her scythes for a fight. She usually had the upper hand if she flew, but this man probably was faster than her. The only safe thing she could try was to keep him far away from her. Hopefully those claw things did not change.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 11:42 am
[[you be saying what now?]]
Kaitlyn kept running as she heard the voice of Kurai spike up a coversation with the men trying to get her. She sprinted faster, trying to save some energy for when she truely needed it. She was now in a semi-forested area but had little protection becaue the trees were so bare and dead. She walked slowly, trying not to make a sound, her breathing was long and silent, she worked hard to get it that way. Everytime she steped on a twig she froze up and looked aroun. Luckily, no one was there to hear the small sound.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:17 pm
((Lol. My German really sucks, I should have actually check my dictionary. I was just saying it was fine and if you kept using it, maybe my German would improve.
Uh....is Dreaded Fate here? Because Aang ran into him, since everyone else was someplace else...sorry I meant to actually include that in the last post. I'm going to wait to see if he's here (like a day?), and if he isn't, I'll have Aang run or something and run into you Tears.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:44 pm
[[I sent him PM, but I wonder if he'll receive it, it's still in my outbox... By the way, you forgot to finish your BBcodes biggrin ]]
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:48 pm
(( redface Yeah...I just realized....I usually try to look at my posts afterwards, but I went straight to another roleplay and forgot. sweatdrop Sorry. But do you think Aang should just run into Kaitlyn?))
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 2:09 pm
((lets give the poor guy 1 more day time smile If he doesn't post in that time, you can feel free to crash into Kaitlyn biggrin ))
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 11:16 am
((Lol, Aang looks forward to running into one of them.))
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 9:30 pm
((Sorry, Tears, you're it. biggrin ))
With a curse, Aang admitted that she was not going to win this fight. Pushing a innocent Hippopotamus demon into the man, she threw herself into the crowd. At first, she bumped into a few of the other dead, and since she was already in trouble she gave her first attempt at stealing. She needed meat, and the sooner she was out of here the better. She first tucked her loaf of bread into her fourth dimension, a pocket she'd ripped in space on her hip. That would keep it from getting dusty in the very likely chase (either from the bat or whoever she stole from.) Then she bumped into a series of people, pushing them out of the way, and looking behind her shoulder as if she was being followed. Picking one at random, she stole meat from a human, doubting its ability to see her speed. Within seconds it was in her fourth dimension, and she was many people ahead. He did not realize, it seemed because the cry of thief was not heard.
Needing to get out of the marketplace, Aang slowed to a stop, moving to an empty patch beside a stall. Checking to see whether or not she was actually pursued. Not seeing anyone, she took off, only really caring to get away from the smell. In life, flying had been her favorite pastime, but it was a chore here. There was no wind to glide from, and during the summer the very air seemed to be trying to burn her. She spotted a forest, if that was what it could be called, far enough from the market, its noise was easily ignored. It was much closer to a bunch of toothpicks stuck in the ground. It made her wonder why Lucifer wanted such ugly creations. Though she supposed it didn't truly matter to him, since he rarely left his palace. Nothing had been important enough in the seventeen years she'd been in his domain.
The moment she landed, she regretted it. Whispers of scouts could be heard through the trees and the rustle of clothing apart of them. Whatever the person was running from, she did not want to be a part of. Her vision poor from the heat, she clicked twice, listening to the sounds as they returned to her. The first gave her a vague picture of the woods. It was the second that told her what was people and what wasn't. Whatever had moved between the two had to be alive. And the problem was, the loner was heading towards her path home. Aang shrugged. She was not on the Resistance, and she had nothing to hide. Lucifer was cruel, but he was fair. He would just probe her mind, then let her leave. And there always was the chance that they would realize she actually was an innocent bystander. She began her trek home, walking silently to go unnoticed by both parties if all went well.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 2:38 pm
Kaitlyn hear foots steps and faint whispers from her house she began to crawl and then went into a fallen log. She got cozzy in there and held her breath the best that she could.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 8:12 pm
Aang listened intently. The whispers and rustling still continued, but the closer footsteps had stopped. Which meant that whoever it was had to be hiding. She did her nervous ritual of removing her headband, smoothing her hair then replacing it as she continued to walk. It would be her luck she'd run across the hiding space. She sent out a series of clicks to see up ahead, but it didn't provide any information. There was a log up ahead, but it was too small for someone to successfully hide behind.
She came to the slowly decaying log, listening intently. Now that she was close, she could hear the faint breathing of someone. "Ugh...why do I always seem to get into trouble she asked, walking around the log to face whoever it was. She pulled her knives out of her fourth dimension as she walked, unsure of what she was going to find.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 1:17 pm
"Don't kill me! I didn't do it! I didn't want to! It was self-defence! I'm not a rebel, They invited me! DON'T KILL ME!" Kaitlyn said, practically bawling. Her tears rushed out of the end of the log she was crying to hard.
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