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 Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2008 5:16 pm
Serenity sat sideways in her tower windowsil, one leg hung out and dangling, on hand casually draped over her bent knee. The gentle breeze teased at her flowing dress and wild blue hair; hair that mirrored the fantasies she was having at the moment. She stared out over the kingdom, lost in the wild adventures that ere running through her mind. There was wonderlust in her eye as she gazed into the expansive veiw outside her window, eyes fixed in the direction of the forest. Oh, how her heart longed for it!
"Your highness?" The crude call interrupted the climax in Serenity's inside story, making her turn around sharply in aggravation, her eyes snapping at the maid who had emitted the sound.
*Oh, what?? And I told you I'm not a "Higness", call me by my birthname!*
"Sorry ma'am, it's just, your lunch is ready."
The servant placed a feasupon a silver tray on the bedside table, exiting quickly with a bow. Serenity rolled her eyes and turned to the window, her eyes this time finding a small, inviting log cabin on the outskirts of the city. A small smile graced her fair lips then, and she turned back to her room. Gathering up her lunch in cloths, she carefully packed each item in an inconspicuous bag and slung it over her shoulder. She gathered up her sword and hand crossbow, mounting them hidden at her hip, and dove for the open window.
She slid silently down the slanting roof and hit the ground running, headed or Tonya's cabin.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 11:53 am
ρ я ι η ¢ є . ℓ υ ¢ ι υ ѕ ѕσ ¢σя∂ιαℓ, ѕσ яσттєη; кιѕѕ-кιѕѕ, ℓєт'ѕ мєєт ƒσя вяєαкƒαѕт
With a mighty cry, magnificent wings spread wide, Lucius rushed forward, swinging his two-handed broadsword over his head and bringing it down in a mighty blow upon a block of stone. With a resounding clang, the block was cloven neatly in two. The charismatic young man shook his shaggy brown hair from his face, his chest heaving as he recovered his breath.
"Nicely done, sire, nicely done." A pudgy little impish creature applauded its clawed hands from its spot several yards away. "Cut it perfectly in two; true marksmanship, that."
"Oh, shut up." The prince swung his sword up, resting the blade across his shoulder, holding the hilt with one hand. "Go get me a real opponent. Then you can applaud all you like."
The impish creature frowned a bit. He was certain that Lucius would show no quarter against a living opponent, and his adversary surely wouldn't see another sunrise after the confrontation. "But, sire, I don't think -- "
But the prince had already begun walking away, his broadsword replaced in the sheath hanging from his left hip, the tip of it just barely skimming the top of the tall grass.
ooc||
oo, sorry i haven't been on in a while, guys.
i'm really behind on my nano (almost 15k
now!) and so i've been trying to balance that
and my apush class and my english class and
jazz band and concert band scales tests and
all that jazz. but i think it's under control now.
other than the nano. but that's just... geh.
so, just as a heads-up, i'm going to arkansas
on wednesday, and i may or may not be able
to get online between wednesday and saturday.
i don't know if i'll be staying with relatives who
have wireless internet (or decent internet at all),
so... yeah.
and on another note, if anyone would be interested
in reading and giving me some feedback on my
nano, the link's in my signature. thanks!
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 3:21 pm
Serenity yawned as she walked the dust path through the ouskirts, bag of food slung over her shoulder, singing to herself as there were no listeners.
"Come all you pretty young local girls
A warning take by me
And don't be quick to fall in love
With everyone you see
For when they're in their prenticeship
They'll swear their time is out
Then they'll leave you, as mine left me,
To blow the candle out."
Her voice was of rainsong and swayed with the trees, infused into the air and carried on the wind. She was a carefree spirit as se walked the dusty road that carried her past the treeline. At hearing a sharp slanging sound, that of sword on rock, she turned on her heel and glanced around the path. It was still deserted, save for her and the forest animals. She knew not why, but the foxes seemed to follow her. She shrugged, tossed a chuck of meat to her two fox visitors, and turned on her way again.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 4:47 pm
Kreeta sighed as he watched the royal prince stalk off.
"He has strength, and skill." He mused to himself, following the winged man in great strides. "But no temperance."
"My lord." Kreeta hailed Prince Lucius in his familiar style. "Were you to seek out a live opponent, it would be their death. It is unfit for a prince to be slaying his own men merely for sport, is it not?" The dragon inquired.
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 6:54 pm
The Cupidean guard continues to sit on the roof of the castle, the moving in of the castle complete. Though their possessions had just entered into the castle, the young prince and the young princess are both outside of the castle (their translators with them).
She decides to fly down near the princess, not showing herself.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 8:15 am
ρ я ι η ¢ є . ℓ υ ¢ ι υ ѕѕσ ¢σя∂ιαℓ, ѕσ яσттєη; кιѕѕ-кιѕѕ, ℓєт'ѕ мєєт ƒσя вяєαкƒαѕт
"I didn't say one of my own men, Kreeta, but would it be so unfit?" Lucius demanded, glancing over his shoulder at Kreeta, but not halting. "Then tell me, Kreeta, if I am to be a great king, I should be able to defend my people, should I not? How, then, should I be able to do that if I'm not accustomed to taking lives of my enemies? Tell me that, Kreeta."
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oo;; i just meant for the stubbly little guy to
be a random little... imp thing. not necessarily
kreeta. because he's hardly stubbly and impish.
but that works, too.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 9:05 am
"Alright, take care, hon. And thanks again." The kindly old woman said, for about the tenth time, standing in the doorway of her rather small log cabin.
"It's no problem, really, we've got way too much food anyway." Serenity replied as she stuffed the empty burlap sack into her messenger bag.
Tonya came to the door, pushing gently past her mother to face her friend. "All right, mom, let her leave. The longer she stays here, the more the Riches worry about her." She said, using her own nickname for royalty.
Serenity grinned as the woman the kitchen, scrubbing away at the mismatched dishes. Tonya rolled her eyes at scorns coming from that direction, and shut the door behind her to muffle her ranting mother.
"I am so sorry, Ser." She said, grasping her by the shoulders.
"For...?"
"An arranged marriage!"
"Oh, that again." Serinity turned her attention to her two fox visitors, sitting cross-legged on the ground to play with them.
"And with that rich boy from Erval...I never liked him really."
Serinity couldn't help but laugh. "You don't like any royalty, Tonya."
"I like you, does that count?"
"I don't think I count. I'm about as far from royalty as I know possible."
"And certainly far from a match to Lucius." Tonya added, sitting in front of Serenity in the same fashion.
"Eh...no use thinking on it now. If I really must, I'll run away." She added with a grin, one reflected on Tonya's face.
"Well hey, you know I'm with you. Either you run away to here, or we both leave this place forever. I might miss mom a bit, but we all gotta leave sometime."
"Just like I gotta leave now." Serenity said, getting to her feet and uprooting the fox in her lap. "Paz’s probably looking for me by now. See you later!” With that, she started off running, with unexpected grace and elegance, her fox friends trailing behind her.
“Bye, Ser!” She heard Tonya call, but was already out of sight. At the treeline the foxes branched off into the forest, leaving Serenity running, alone, back to the life she so longed to leave behind.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 9:06 am
((sorry that was just a bit long))
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 5:01 pm
E5A07 follows the princess and, talking without audible words, says, "Well, it seems that I may have to deal with the two of them a bit more than I thought, huh?"
A voice above says You might be right there, E-5-A-07. However, the fairy guard should be there to actually make sure that the princess does not run away. ... If anything, you can always tranquilize her and bring her back to the castle if she does decide to run away.
-That's just what I want to do,- thinks the guard, -Kidnap a royalty and bring him/her back to the place that he/she is wanting to leave from....-
She sighs again, glad that she cannot be seen by the terrestrial beings.
[OOC: No problem, Flare. However, one thing is REALLY bugging me: *friend. I might have been a misspell this last post but that's at least the second time that you've done that. It's IE not EI. xD
Do you want to get Fairewings' attention or...?
Cathartic: Why not have a dwarf (or whatever you want him to be) servant also, you rping him?
I thought that Kreeta was still hanging around the prince anyways.]
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 6:16 pm
ooc||
Uh. He wasn't supposed to be a main character.
He was just a "hey, I need someone to say this in this one post" kind of deal.
And I was picturing him looking kind of like Faffy from Dave the Barbarian but... smart.
So he'll probably just be some unnamed servant that I pull in every now and then when I need something done.
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 6:57 pm
(OOC: Kinda like Sesshomaru's servant? lol )
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 2:29 pm
((O...hey...I didn't even see that lol. I fixed it though, sorry. And as for the attention-getting, I'm kinda just wandering around so that I'm available if someone wants to RP.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 4:14 pm
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I'd make Lucius go talk to Serenity, Flare, but I'm kind of waiting on Maverick to reply to me.
And walking away while you're waiting on a reply just isn't proper etiquette.
And -- Margem -- kind of like Jaken, I guess, but more... dragon-y and with wings. Like Faffy -- the little guy to the left of this text.
Only less adorable and more like a person than a pet.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 4:23 pm
((Sure thing, I don't mind. Oh, and, if I ever do that 'freind/friend' thing, somebody tell me. I know I'll forget later lol))
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 8:47 pm
E-5-A-07 laughs at herself before agreeing to what she should do. Just like her commanders, she can be tricky.
She moves over to Serenity's ear and, though not visible/touchable to the princess, whispers (so to be heard by only the princess), "But he is a handsome prince, don't you think? I mean, come on. You have to admit that!"
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