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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 5:32 pm

Ah, yes, the secret life that only Zhi knew about! Of course, Mao wasn't one to tell everyone that he enjoyed going into the woods to find small, helpless animals for.. less conventional things.. First of all, that sounded simply horrible, in a way that Mao couldn't understand and had made Zhi pale and gag. But, the reality behind that wasn't much better. Well, no one sold newt eyes or squirrel tails! His favorite shop for the best in alternative medicine was all the way back in China, leaving Mao to have to chase down and cut the tails off of squirrels himself! It wasn't like it would hurt them any. They grew it back, right? ..Right? Oh, what did Mao care? He couldn't afford to have that sort of thing imported and he doubted he could write it off as part of the clinic's bill anymore. Gaston was a moron, but someone else up there would start to investigate what was so medically important over in China. So, here he was, a large potato sack in one hand, while the other held a spoon. A steel spoon – it helped knock the animals out and.. scoop them up without him having to touch them. Plus, it was a wonderful for self-defense! He was just walking through the woods in search of a squirrel or lizard or anything to stock up on for Paprika's new medication.. when a girl darted by.

He stopped atop the log she leaped over, chasing after what looked to be a pink and white lizard- oh. “The Running Pink-Striped Snow Lizard!” He raised his brows as he said that quietly to himself, in awe that he had seen one in a place like this – with a girl chasing after it, no less! He hadn't seen that one not dried stiff and stuffed into a plastic baggy for an old woman's arthritis! But, he needed the Snow Diablo Blanco Gecko to theoretically cure Paprika's mental disorders.. Oh, who was he kidding? He couldn't let that woman have that lizard! She would probably just stick pretty little ribbons on it and keep it as a pet, completely unaware of it's healing properties! For the sake of practicality, he had to capture the lizard! Mao turned to watch the girl weave in and out of the trees to capture the little reptile, raising an eyebrow at how much effort she was putting into racing the animal. Hmph. He rolled his eyes and marched straight through the zigzag, watching the woman to inform him of where the lizard currently was.

It took him a bit to estimate where they were headed next – such simple creatures the pair were – but he had found it~! Right behind a tall oak, stripped bare by the frost and snow, Mao stood with his spoon poised for when the lizard and the girl turned towards him. The frozen, crisp leaves and hard frost gave away their next move. Eagerly, the man hopped out from behind the trunk and slammed his spoon down to squish the rare, endangered lizard in it's tracks! Well, that was what he was hoping, anyway. The snow softened the blow, only making the lizard panic and dart off in a different direction. He frowned and straightened back up, wiping the snow off of his precious spoon. Damn it. He looked at the girl and smacked the back of his spoon onto her head to make himself feel better. “I'm sorry, I was aiming for the lizard.” He informed her airily as he went to pick up the potato sack with his other hand.

Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 6:05 pm

Almost, almost, aaaallllmmoooosssttt..... it was right there! She could feel the tip of her fingers touching it's tail. She just needed one tiny millimetre more and she would be able to grab it, with it suddenly changed direction and a spoon slapped her in the face. What was that? She rubbed her forehead, trying to find out where the lizard had went. Oh, no! She had lost it! All because of some weird man with a spoon! "What was that all about!" She asked, still trying to remove the bit of snow that was on her face thanks to that man. "Can't a woman hunt down lizard in peace without getting spooned? Also, your aim is awful. The lizard was nowhere near my face!" Wait... there was something wrong about that. Why was he trying to... Oh no! it was her lizard! She had already spent the last twenty minutes trying to catch it! "It's mine! Not yours! I saw it first! You have no clue of the properties it has! It's tail can cure diseases! It's eyes are antitoxins, it's liver helps with male fertility! I won't let someone like you to capture it and just dress it up in a kimono!"

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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 7:30 pm

Yes, but her face resembled a lizard to the point he thought that she was a lizard! ..Was that a childish defense? Yes, that was why Mao kept it silently to himself, because at least he could be certain she would start crying in his mind's eye that way. He slid the spoon into his sleeve and raised an eyebrow at the woman as she went on to ramble. Though, to Mao, that rambling was closer to an angel's lyrical voice than an insane woman's drivel. She knew?! She even mentioned the antitoxin eyes! So few knew of that one! Even people in his field were aware of that! He would have hugged her and offered her over for tea if he didn't know she would screw that up somehow. Instead, he scoffed, “Like you were planning on using it for any of those things! You didn't even mention that the powder made from it's skin could be used to cure xanthoma!” He added accusingly, rolling his eyes to show just how immature and stupid she was not to know that.

Plus, eating it's heart was said to get rid of headaches almost as effectively as taking an aspirin! But he needed to test that on someone first before he even dares mention it. “I'm sure you only thought it was pretty, girl.” He would have stuck his tongue out, but he wasn't five years old. He waved her off, but didn't move from his spot, watching her curiously. Even if he thought that all he said was true, it was odd to find someone who knew that much. “I suppose you learned all that from your grandmother.” Old women always seemed to know as much as he did about his work – it was uncanny! He nodded in agreement with himself and glanced down at the ground in hopes to find some little footprints to follow. He still wanted that damned lizard!

Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 7:58 pm

Her grandmother? How dared he! Her grandmother was dead years ago! "Th-that was un-unca-called for, m-mister! M-my grandmo-mother is dead!"It was her dream to talk to her thought channelling and there he was, reminding her that all her efforts up until now had failed! He was such a mean man! Not like he would be able to call forth the spirits of the dead! He was probably as gifted as a rock! "X-Xanthoma? Oh please! Don't make me laugh! It worked only once and I am sure it was due to sawfly's legs that was mixed with it." She had done her researches! She knew how to use every single ingredients found in her shop and with with one it should be mixed, or, never ever be mixed, unless you wanted to kill someone! She also knew that taking the lizard's blood made charms written in it five time more powerful! She could use it to summon her dead grandmother! She could drew a pentagram on the floor with it and then use the candle made from dog ear's wax and.. okay, getting side tracked there. "And I'll have you know, that I learned everything about the The Running Pink-Striped Snow Lizard from the Insectum Circe Tarabulaban!" The one book every magic shop keeper should have! It said how t use every different inset parts and how to properly prepare them! That was how she had learn that you should always cut a grasshopper's legs from right to left and not left to right!

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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 10:10 pm

Was she sussing him? No one sussed Mao when it came to alternative remedies! He went to school for this! Studied under several great professors, took internships with the world renowned Madame Xao Peters, and even wrote a book on the subject! Never published, but he still wrote it, damn it! How could some no name brat even begin to think that she knew more than he did?! “Oh, boohoo, grandmother is dead.” He replied, looking off to the side in complete disinterest on the girl's dead grandmother. What good did the elder do, anyway, outside of be his customers? Especially the ones down here! There was only a few elderly he ever saw and none of them came into his establishment for what he wanted! “Yes, a Tenthredo mesomelas male sawfly's legs, which should have only sped up the hair growth of the subject! Not cured the xanthoma.” Take that! As if he hadn't done the proper research too! “It's more likely that the fox whiskers cured the xanthoma than the sawfly.” And everyone knew that foxes have nothing on skin conditions, which made her sawfly theory out to be pure nonsense. “Insectum Circe Tarabulaban?” That was actually a pretty good source! Still, he held himself in an unimpressed way. “Only the 1870 edition is worth it, unless you were reading that new age drivel?” Now he outwardly smirked – oh, he bet she was! This girl looked like nothing more than a newbie! Probably couldn't tell a wild nightshade from a potted!

Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 2:54 pm

Who did he think he was? He was simply an old chinese man! What did he knew. He was probably just making all that up. Surely he knew nothing about potions and remedy! Charms and Curse! Spells and Enchantment! "The fox whisker's? You didn't knew that they realized there was no fox whisker's in it? In the end, it was raccoon whiskers!" And he believed himself to be a connoisseur? Ah! He didn't even study the case properly! What else could she expect from a nonbeliever? Shun the nonbeliever! Shuuuuuuun! Shuuuuuuuun-neh! "The 1870 edition? Who do you think I am? I'm using the original one from before the Catholic church and the Scientist meddle with it. The one from 1715!" She had to admit that he was right about all that new age stuff. All those praises to Gaia the mother earth and singing in circle? Oh please, everyone knew those were just fat Gothic lesbians trying to feel specials.

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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 6:15 pm

..1715..? That was a ghost volume! All the copies were burned! Because, according to a couple of high-off-their-minds people, if the book was read backward it told everyone to start having blood orgies during funerals and things of that like! It said it loved Satan! And other evil entities that no one can really pronounce and likely just made it up on the spot, but it didn't change that everyone had started to burn them to save their souls! It was only in 1825 that a new, Satan-free version of the book started to circulate. ..Of course, it did have that one chapter on infant sacrifices, but that was beside the point and, really, everyone knew that 'infant' didn't have to mean a 'human infant', a baby squirrel worked just as well. All of that was to say that this girl couldn't have a 1715 version of that book! It was impossible! Unless she had one of the originals the 1825 version was based off of.. He snorted. Yeah, right. “Oh? And I suppose you bought that from a traveling salesman? Along with some magical apples, yes?” It was common code that anyone selling magical apples with a funky hat was a nutcase from that obscure cult worshiping kudans. Harmless, but they did have the annoying habit of pushing useless, faux junk onto people for unbelievable prices in an attempt to make up enough money to keep building shelters for every calamity their leaders predicted.

Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 6:30 pm

"What? I did not!" Exclaimed the girl in shocked and awe. Who did he think she was? She had long learned through her father that you should never trust travelling salesman, unless they were selling you a dragon egg. In those cases, you should always buy the egg, hopping it was a real one. Her father had gotten into a lot of troubles and debts because of people like that that! Then again... her father was the one who had given her that book, but she had it appraised once and they said it was the original, so it had to be one of them! "No, it's been in my family for many generations!" Or at least that was what her father had said. Maybe he would have been lying to her, but that stupid Chinese man did not know that! "And what about you? I bet you find out all about that from stupid website on the Internet. I bet you even go read those pages that saying people are unicorns and believe them!" Like she had done in the past until Lotte told her other wise... but could you blame her? She was so happy to know unicorns existed and that she could hunt them down for their horns!

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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 3:34 am

What?! This was an insult! Him? Believing in people being unicorns?! That was insanity! As if he didn't already know that unicorns only existed in England and there was no astral plane or whatever those foolish people online believed to be true! Really, he only thought that because he found a sight online advertising a cattle ranch with a 'real life unicorn', turning out to be a cow with an odd deformity.. But, Mao didn't know that and, with Zhi encouraging his belief, how was he to figure it out? Not that he honestly cared, since he knew that unicorns' didn't have any real good properties, nothing that a hibiscus, butter, and cornmeal couldn't replicate, anyway. “Ha! I would bet that you were one of those believers!” Actually, she seemed more of the fairy types, but he was too steamed up to care. “I'm sure you got that disgusting dye job just to fit in with your unicorn and elf friends.” He rolled his eyes at her as he motioned to that horrible purple hair she had. Who in their right mind dyed their hair, anyway? It always looked so silly and stupid! ..Plus, it confused him into trying to scoop out the eyes of a 'fairy' when he was twelve. Ah, his aunt never came for another Christmas after that.

Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 6:22 pm

Oh! That was enough! You could insult her as much as you wanted, but making fun of her hair? That was the last straw! She slapped the man thrice across the face, took a charm out of her pocket and slapped it on Mao's forehead. "I have never been so insulted in my entire life! You obviously know nothing to anything! Ah! I bet you aren't even able to perform simple..simple...acupuncture!" She had only said that because of the man's obvious Chinese background. she could have said anything, but this one seemed the more racist of the bunch. She turned around, and walked away. She had lost the trail of the lizard by then anywya. She would come back an other day. "And I'll have you know that this charm has been written in cricket's blood!" Ah! Try to get rid of it now!

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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 5:19 am

Ow, ow, ow – and ow. What was that all about?! Mao's face was throbbing by the time the woman got done and part of his vision was hindered by some silly charm! It took him a few moments to realize that she was walking away, even more to start to grasp what she had said during those last words – wait. Last word? Oh, no, no one got the last word in on Mao! He narrowed his eyes and turned on his heel, snatching the charm off of his forehead. “I'll have you know I can do perfect acupuncture, you unicorn-loving fairy!” He shouted after her, feeling pretty damned insulted. He loved his acupuncture! It was his favorite thing to do! But.. some girl had dared tried to call his acupuncture lousy?! Then slap him?! And try to curse him with a poorly made charm?! That was.. How could he put it into words? ..Hot. Yes, that sounded right. He glanced at the charm in hand and, rolling his eyes, crumbled it up to toss it behind him.

~End~

Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 6:09 pm

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(From the mountain mine...) "No. Those names don't mean anything to me... but, what if they aren't names? What if they are just words that mean something... maybe the shrines are like monuments and those words explain what they are there for..." She said thoughtfully, more thinking out loud than actually responding to Robert's question. Robert was right. These things were appearing in the strangest places, but why were they there at all?And what did the writing on them really mean?

Celeste smiled excitedly as walked through the forest. This was really turning out to be an adventure! The shrines seemed old enough to be from before the hurricane. Maybe they were used in the preactice of some strange island cult thing? Maybe it was where they sacrificed to different gods? If only Robert could explain what the words meant! "How much do you want to bet that we find another one of those strange shrines out here in the forest as well? You know, they almost remind me of altars to the gods or something. Except they aren't all in natural places... if we do find one here then we would have found two in nature and two in man made structures..." Okay, so, these shrines were really interesting her now that they seemed to be all around.

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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 6:45 pm

I kept silent as me and Celest walked throught the forest, listening to her to the best of my abilities. This was all very intriguing and curious. From the look of it, she was getting exited too. That must have meant that I was on the right track to find whatever she wanted me to find. It was hard already being a detective, but when you didn't knew what exactly you were looking for, it just made everything so much more complicated. I hummed twice, signalling Celest that I was listening to her, understanding what she was saying. At least now I knew that whatever we were looking for had to do with those little shrines. We just had to keep looking for them.... or rather, I just had to let Celest guide me to them. She was bringing me to them, it was my job to understand their links among each other. "You are suggesting that those words might not be names... but words in a different language? Uhmmm...." I lowered my head, trying to think trough that. They didn't seem to be written in any language that I knew, but then again, I didn't know any language other than English, unlike my brother. I might need to enlist his help. "If they are altars like you are suggesting... would those words be incantations or something like that?" That could be it. Strange words on strange structures. "Then again... we might be wrong. It was dark and the words were hard to read. We should have inspected the one on top of the mountain...but it's too late now." I should have known. I should have checked it! I had been in a rush to leave, and now it was - uh? What was... "Do you hear...water?"

//Exit to the Lake :O//

Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 9:00 pm

______________After going home early that day, she saw that her sister Mindy had just finished a sandwich and went to take a nap. So, Mae decided to take her guitar for a little adventure in the forest that is their backyard basically. She left from the back of the house and into the tall and dark green foliage. She had to use her arms to keep branches from brushing on her face and messing up her hair and made sure to try and not trip on anything out there. Turning to glance back around, she saw that she could still see her home, but barely. This would be a good place to stop. . At her feet was a toppled over log where she seated herself and placed her guitar in her lap. She leaned over and rested her head on the base of the acoustic as her hands were at work playing lullabys on the strings.

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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 9:25 pm

With the gun in his pocket and his Guitar slung over his shoulder a new e string for him to put on the guitar Micah walked through the forest, he couldn't help but sigh, first he was getting asked to perform a**l on a girl he just met then he was being threatened and accused of rape. Jesus christ he was beginning to hate this place, he sat down on a stump and began to restring his guitar, as he did he began to sing.

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