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 Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 5:32 pm
Blake turned and glared at the girl "So you see? And what is it you see?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 5:35 pm
Outside Darenos, in his dragon form, lands softly and returns to his Drow form entering the guild and looked at the man and raised an eyebrow, slowly his hand rested on his longsword.
"Good day all?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 5:39 pm
9-Lives Blake turned and glared at the girl "So you see? And what is it you see?" i see that when you go i'll tell 9 that you came...
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 5:43 pm
Blake stared at the girl before laughing. He took a long drag on his cig then blew teh smoke in her face. "Read the note child." Blake turned and looked at the drow ans smirk. "Some oher tie maybe." He walked into a shadow, quickly fading from sight.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 5:50 pm
Darenos spat at him as he dissapeared. He walked upto Calimage and went to grab the letter.
"Wonder what it says..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 5:53 pm
The letter was a note from Crystal.
Hey people,
I couldn't get much help to fight the shadows so I'm going it alone.
See ya on the flip side.
Crystal (aka) 9
P.S. Tell Tyrsais not to worry.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 5:55 pm
"ARGH!! That foolish girl!!"
He said as he moved towards the door.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 6:21 pm
Darenos quickly turns into his dragonic form and flies off towards Crystal's homeland.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 6:46 pm
Irvine had looked at the note and just shook his head. He was now in the training room doing situps. He was hanging from a ceiling rafter that hung kinda low in the room. He continued to do sit ups, slightly angered that Crystal would take off so sunddenly.
"60..61..62..63..64..65..66..67..68..69..70.."
Irvine continued to do sit ups. After hitting 75, he stopped pushing himself with his arms behind his back and started punching the air whenever he came up. He would come up, say the number he was on and breath out, punching the air twice as he did. He continued till 100 and then dropped to the floor, flipping as he did so he wouldn't fall on his head. He then turned towards a punching back and started throwing a couple jabs, right hooks and throwing a few kicks at it. He kept punching and kicking till the bag was swinging wildy from it's chain. At that point he caught the bag in an "embrace" to stop it from swinging off. He let out a long low breath and walked over to where a towel was on the rack at the other end of the room. He picked it up and ran it over his sweat drenched face. He picked up some water and glugged it down. He leaned his back up against the wall and gathered his thoughts.
"...."
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 7:06 pm
Irvine finished taking his breather. He took off his tank top shirt and removed his heavy boots. He tossed them in the corner where his jacket and shirt were. Now with the only thing on were his pants. His scarred chest and back were visiable but he really didn't care. Irvine walked to the center of the training room. He started doing a couple of punches and kicks, shadow boxing as it were. He jumped up and did a spin kick in the air, which was followed closely by a low block and then another high kick. He coninued to do several other combo of moves releasing some steam as it were. The only sounds were that of his pants rustling whenever he kicked or stepped. He began to sweat again but that didn't bother him. He knew he'd have to take a shower after. After awhile, Irvine stopped his martial arts and walked over to the weapons rack. He pulled off a fine curved blade, much like his own and began swing it around in his right hand. He began practicing slicing and slashing and stabbing and parrying with the sword against the air.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 7:27 pm
After a long while of sword training, Irvine grew tired. He put the sword back up on the weapons rack and walked back over to his clothes. He walked over to them and picket the pile up and threw them on his shoulder. He picked up his boots and walked to the laundery room. He set his clothes in a washing machine and turned it on. He then set his boots out in the main room and walked to the showers. He was lucky no one Irvine had been around cause he didn't have any clothes on after taking them all off and putting them in the washing machine. He walked to the shower stalls and stepped inside one. He turned on the hot water and first drenched his black and silver hair. He stood right under the shower head and just let the steamy hot shower wash the sweat from his body. He closed his eyes and just stood under the shower head for awhile. How long he wasn't sure. He just knew it was a long while. After that he stepped out and wrapped a towel around his waist. He then found a bathrobe and put it on, tieing the belt after he did. He walked out into the main room and laid down on the couch. It would be awhile till his clothes were washed and dried so he was just stuck with the bathrobe till then.
"Ahh...that shower felt good. Been awhile since I had actually taken one inside a building...and with warm water for a change."
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 8:22 pm
Irvine sat around for the better half of an hour. After he heard the timer go off for his clothes to be dried he walked over to the laundery room and took them out. He took off the bath robe and then tossed it in the washer as he began putting on his clothes. When he was done, he walked into the main room and grabbed his boots. He put them on then headed for the door. He had a raging fire burning inside of him. He had gotten the sudden urge in his heart to kill somthing. Where it came from he wasn't sure, but he knew he'd have to unleash some more steam because if he didn't he'd revert to what he had been.
"Never again..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 8:28 pm
(( You are welcome to join us...))
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 8:44 pm
(I might later...gotta do abit of Character development first. xp )
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 11:38 pm
Crystal walked into the dojo. she still looked scared after seeing the note. As she took a seat she pulled her knees up to her chest and rocked slightly
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