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 Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 12:58 pm
Gre came back into the library. It had been roughly a month since he had left here. He took hold of one of the largest books with the red binding and gold letters. "I need to be able to end this...i need to improve my abilites." The book was written compleatly in Latin, so he was unsure what it meant. The way that he learn was through trial and error. He looked at a random word and raised his hand to a statue. "Okay..here we go.." He took a deep breath and commanded. "fundit (liquify)" before his eyes, the statue turned into water and collapsed onto the carpet. "Okay...that one is a transformation spell." he muttered, writing the words and the effect into his own book. With another word, the statue turned back to normal. "reverse reficeret (repair and reverse)". He stared at the statue and frowned....could I have reversed anna's death?...
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 4:43 pm
A cool breez blew past Greg's face. The smell of lavender was imminnent. Letters drifted across Greg's book. No....... It wrote. It seemed to whisper something before knocking down several books. Pages seemed to flutter for a momment before setteling on a page. How to speak with the dead. It read. Anna's laugh echoed through the library's corridors.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 3:31 am
GReg stared at the book before picking it up in his hands. He could feel the power that it contained, and he feared and respected it at the same time...this magic. it's forbidden..but....he studied the page carefully, taking note of every instruction. "There's no words..just actions." he glanced around the room to ensure he was alone...here we go....He drew a small circle in the middle of the floor and stood back, admiring his work. With a swift motion, he slit his hand slightly with a small knife. The wound was minor, but just enough for the blood offering. "Anna" he spoke as the blood drop fell to the floor.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 4:01 pm
A thin lavender mist began forming around the blood. It spun around like small molecules trying to find a place to fit in...a body...a face. A small laugh seemed to echo in the hallways, Anna's body began to form. An eye here, a hand there. After a couple minutes for forming, then falling apart, it stabilized. Anna was in front of Greg, her face a pale lavender. Her hair was a light pink, and her clothes were the same as the night she was killed. Blood was smeared in the same spot where she was stabbed. Anna smiled, and the room seemed to brighten. "Greg." The figure rasped.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 6:00 pm
Greg's breathing stopped. He stared at the place that had once been empty. "Anna..." he said, collapsing to his knees. His eyes studied her, noticing the place where she had been fatally wounded. He felt the urge to cry, but no tears were shed.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 6:13 pm
Anna collapsed and embraced Greg in her arms. "Greg...." She hadn't expected her voice to sound to steady. Small atoms flew from her body, then returned, as if one touch could make her disappear "I'm here." She whispered, stroking his hair lightly, as if a child. At least for now.... She thought to herself.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 6:22 pm
Yume hid behind a bookshelf a few aisles away from Greg and Anna. Her breath was soft and she made no movement of any kind, least she give away her hiding spot. Tears slipped silently down her cheeks. She wasn't sad that Anna had somehow been called back from the grave, on the contrary she was very happy for Greg...but at the same time she unbearably sad. It hurt to see another girl in Greg's arms, to see him shed tears for her, to see how she responded in kind...it hurt. It hurt far more that any physical injury could. Yume wanted to cry out in her agonizing heartbreak, but she kept silent. She didn't want to be found. Not like this. She sunk soundlessly to the floor and drew her knees to her chest, before burying her face in them. Then she prayed to God that they wouldn't find her...that he wouldn't find her...
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 6:27 pm
[**sigh** I wish I could post with you but that will ruin the moment and greg is offline... neutral ]
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 7:13 pm
Greg was unsure what to think...this isn't really fully her. This is her spirit.....He held on to her tightly, never wanting to let go. He looked into her eyes, the eyes that he had seen lifeless only a few days ago. "...you aren't real." he muttered silently. He felt a stabbing pain in his chest as his observation came to reality. "I held you in my arms as you died anna....you aren't alive..."
[sorry, i've had a rough day yesterday. I wasn't thinking straight]
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 4:51 am
[Can you post a little more please? Its a guild rule, not only for me. neutral }
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 4:50 pm
[Thanks for the Edit. And AAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW...................what happened??]
Anna's eyes flared as rejection hit. "You summoned me!" Her ghost screeched. Anna rose to her 'feet' and pushed Greg to the ground. Books started flying everywhere as pages and pages were ripped out of ancient books. Glistening tears slid down her cheeks as an Egyptian artifact was slammed into a wall, bursting into dust.
Myra burst into the library and froze everything in mid air. She could see Anna's ghost struggling against her power. "What the hell is wrong with you Greg!?" She screamed over the commotion. "This is dark magic!" Myra clenched her fist towards Anna's ghost and she turned as black as coal, red shining out of her eyes. She started so shake, then exploded into fine grains of dust, which was actually grains of diamond Myra then turned towards Yume. "And you! You didn't stop this?! She was a clearly a demon." She said harshly turning back towards Greg. "How can you be so foolish Greg? You knew this. Demons impersonate people. I can't beleive you. This magic is forbidden." She said less harshly and full of sadness.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 5:09 pm
((I'm sorry to here that. You okay?))
Yume flinched at Myra's words. She knew that she was right though. She stood up and hastily wiped her hand across her eyes, hoping no one saw the tears. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. I guess I was so shocked by her apparent resurrection, I wasn't thinking properly. It won't happen again." Yume glanced at Greg, not really knowing what to say to him. She couldn't even imagine what he must be feeling. "Greg...I'm sorry..." she apologized, knowing that that those words could do nothing to ease his pain, or help him bear the weight of Anna's loss. She doubted any really could.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 7:20 pm
Greg stood before Myra, his eyes showing now emotion, his facial expression compleatly blank. "I apologize." he said with no emotion. He turned and looked to the spot where the demon had been once before. "ianuas magicas (teleport)" he muttered quietly, and vanished in a bright light.
[EXIT GREG IN A DRAMATIC WAY!]
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 7:33 pm
[My goodness Greg! You always need a dramatic exit! wink Well anyways, you didn't tell us what happened!]
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 7:39 pm
((just a bunch of drama with my three best friends. One's a controlling (pardon my french) d**k that doesn't like the idea that my spineless friend might actually get a girlfriend. And the other one, well she's trying to help the spineless one, and the.....jerk face, is saying we're all abandoning him and that we all stabbed him in the back. So i spent 3 hours yesterday, just the 4 of us, fighting and arguing and bla bla bla bla bla.... And now you may post))
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