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 Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:28 pm
Jeremy had just finished a monthly update back to his home country when he got word that a girl had been found washed up on shore and brought to The King.... Great... Now he had to write his update all over again. And he had to go see what was going on. The young man stood up from his desk and pulled on a knit sweater before he made his way up to the guest chamber where the girl was being kept.
"Your Majesty."
Jeremy bowed his head as he entered the room and addressed the king who was standing over the bed where a feminine figure lay. Jeremy's golden brown eyes shimmered when he saw the girl's face. He had seen her before. Many years ago... She was the princess.
"Oh Gods... Your Majesty. That's... She's... What happened?"
The young man's mutilated but still fair skinned face held a heavy blush and he tugged at the collar of his shirt, now suddenly rather hot. He could see his future flashing before his eyes. The war that he thought he had been able to escape from by working here was going to slam right into his little nation of peace. He would have to be the bad guy to. The king was obviously already attached to this girl... Something had to be done.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:30 pm
 Rose cringed when the King spoke to her. "Not at all your Majesty." She happened to notice the girl stir and moved closer in curiousity. "I suppose we are about to find out..." She wasn't sure what things this girl would bring but whatever happened, Rose would be ready... ((Blech...short...))
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:35 pm
 he looked at jeremy as he entered the room. He noticed his reaction and folded his arms across his chest. "what's the matter jeremy?" his blood red eyes more content. "you know her?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:35 pm
((Oops. I meant to reply in hot pink, not indigo.))
The girl's eyes slowly opened, her eyes slowly adjusting to the light.
"Ungh..." When full consciousness returned to her, she looked around, seeing the three people in the room. "Who...? Where...?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:41 pm
he turned as she spoke to face her again.
he bowed bringing his arm across his chest. "i'm Mamoru, you have been brought to my home to rest".
he greeted her awakening with a gentle smile.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:43 pm
Rose tensed as the girl woke up. She didn't like being caught off guard but when Jeremy had come in she had turned her back on the bed. She quickly turned and faced the girl. "You have washed up on our shores and it would be helpful to know who you are and why you have come to our land in this unusual way." Rose was ever cautious but always wanted to find out the most information.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:47 pm
"I...I don't know. I don't know who I am or what happened...I don't remember anything..." the girl said, obviously scared.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:52 pm
he saw her shaking, she was obviously confused. he sighed a lil.
"hey, it's ok". he placed a hand upon her head and ruffled her hair gently. "now calm down ok? you're safe here, i promise"
he smiled trying to make her feel a little more secure.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:53 pm
((I suppose I'm off for the night...Night all))
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:58 pm
(night, i'm gonna head off to, reply 2moz NIGHT!!!!)
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:22 pm
Jeremy made the snap decision to play dumb. It looked like the girl had lost her memory and no one in the room knew her yet. If he played dumb until He could find a way to get her out of there.... Or just take her out of the picture quietly by lying about how he knew her... He would say that had been child hood friends... That's right, Dear friends in youth...
"Umm Your Highness. She's.... Arisu. I Have no Idea how she got here... Or Why she would be out in the surf, But we grew up in the same circle... Her family died of the Pox that swept though Southern Cerberia Seventeen years ago.... She was sick for a while to... When she recovered, She just wasn't the same. Arisu's a bit well... She's unique."
The boy sighed internally, Good catch. She approached the girl with a loving look on his face and sat down on the edge of her bed facing her, his left arm outstretched to grasp her hand gently. He Leaned in slowly.
"Arisu... Don't you remember me? It's okay. You're safe here."
Jeremy hoped that no one would be able to call his bluff right away. He had to write back about this, He had to find the strength to kill this poor innocent young woman.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:45 pm
 Rei Shinjuni
Warrior/Mage/"Speak or Spells"/'Thoughts'/ Actions/Describing "Go forth and oblitorate thee..." Rei paced in the middle of the road. "Hmm? Where to go, where to go..." he mumbled. He was clearly lost and indecisive. He began to search his pack once more in case he had not missed his map. 'Oooh, why did I have to loose that map' He decided that he would have to get directions at the next town that he would find. He then began to walk forward, hopefully, in the direction of the closest town. The trees swayed with the wind and birds chirped their melodies of mirth. He envied them and yet admired them at the same time, how they could fly high into the sky without the troubles that befall humans. Oh how he wanted to be one of them. All they needed was themselfs and the sky.... "Let thy judgement come down on sins of man."
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 11:05 pm
Noisemaze watched this scene with the `princess`, not that anyone in the room would notice "no memories so I don't have to kill her...cool." She wondered off out of the room, and after a quick little sprint she was under the window of the room, next to a rather large box she had left there. "This is going to be a fun job," she grinned as she started to undress. She didn't flinch when a guard walked passed, neither did the guard. Only three seconds later Noisemaze was now dressed as a small rather dainty teenage boy, not something she did often, it was still fun.
"Ahhh- what the hell!!" Martine yelled as Tristan hit him again, "I didn't get hit on purpose," it was just after a smallish battle, the two of them were in his tent as well as his surgeon and an earl named Françoise DeClasio.
Tristan scowled, "for being an idiot, seriously, they all have spears so I'll try and run strait at them, what did you think would happen? they would see you in all your splendour and run?"
Martine giggled nervously and rubbed the back of his head, "well, yes actually, I think one of them did as well" he turned his gaze to DeClasio. "Anywho.. to business! Françoise I would ask you to take your force north to reinforce Mordeinhiem, I will be heading south towards the coast where we can easily reach Galdar." He waved the man off simply, "any message from Trianoise or Salve?"
"Not recently, no."
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 3:30 pm
Rose narrowed her eyes at Jeremy. Something about the boy wasn't right. She just never liked him. But she set aside her feelings. Your Majesty. People don't just wash up on shores. I believe she needs to be watched constantly to...make sure she isn't faking or to keep her safe if she really doesn't know." That was Rose. Always speaking her mind and asserting her opinion.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 3:48 pm
Noisemaze smiled as she emptied the contents of the box, a violin in a crudely fashioned case, a flute and a kitchen knife, this was going to be her best plan yet she could feel it. She threw the flute in the air randomly, dumped the violin cases luggage on the ground and stabbed herself ceremoniously in the leg. She then started to broadcast some images to anyone who cared to, say stick their head out of a window, say the window of a room with an amnesiac princess in.
The image was of a rather burly looking gang of black clad men, a teenage boy and his mother, the men had stabbed the child and were in the process of tying up the mother. The real Noisemaze grabbed the violin bow and lay against the wall, while the image showed the boy trying to protect his mother. This ultimately ended up with the young male lying against a wall, one of the men looming over him, holding the bow to his cheek, in one simultaneous movement both the real and fake Noisemaze screamed as a bow was forced through both cheeks and into the ground. She sent an image of the men running with the mother, and promptly lost consciousness, all in accordance with the plot.
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