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 Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:03 pm
"Princess Sakura should be wearing a light pink and dark pink dress on and her hair is like mine but a bit longer. Kurogane-chan is tall and wearing lots of black and caring a sword. Eh be careful of him he kinda hates traveling."
"Ok." Altair smiled. "I think you are lucky just to be born with eyes and hair that looks a bit like a girls. I was born with lots of sparks and rainbow colors."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:04 pm
Hovering above the ground, a pair of white wings gently pushed the kitsu forward. Her arms rested softly at her side while her tails flickered about to keep her balance. As she moved, the feathers on her helmet swayed against the wind, resisting against smooth air flow.
Her emerald eyes stared straight ahead as always, while her ears twitched every now and then to pick up surrounding noises. Occasionally, her armored boots dragged against the dirt, allowing her to push forward even faster as if gravity didn't apply.
Up ahead, she could see a pair of men conversing with one another. Or at least she believed they were men from what her eyes told her so. She couldn't quite make out their figures because of the distance, however, she approached them quietly, her senses on alert in case of danger. Her left arm swung low by her sword, ready to draw in case of any trouble.-- ninetails4 "Princess Sakura should be wearing a light pink and dark pink dress on and her hair is like mine but a bit longer. Kurogane-chan is tall and wearing lots of black and caring a sword. Eh be careful of him he kinda hates traveling." Placing a paw on her chin, she pondered for a while if she saw people like that or not. The one she met first and actually carried a conversation with sort of wore black, if her memory didn't fail her. Not all black though, and he had no sword. Turning her eyes back to Syaoran-kun, she added, "I don't think I've seen them around. Then again, it's pretty crowded in here. Maybe there're somewhere here, lost in the abyss of people?" [EDIT: I have to eat dinner now. Be back soon! <3]
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:13 pm
"oh umm..thanks," he said calming down. He was somewhat embarrassed for yelling at him. "I am sorry for yelling at you." He gave a smile.
((gtg to work be back in a few hours okay. if you reply to this i will qoute it when i get back and reply.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:16 pm
Graphophobia Woah, treading on dangerousd ground here. "Well, if demons have hearts, I guess you'd have a nice roomy apartment in mine," he said at length, smiling faintly. "Being my best friend and all, of course." He winced, because 'best friend' was a lesser term for what he felt towards the angel, but no one needed to know that. Not when he was still very afraid it could all be taken away from him. Aziraphale nodded once, seemingly oblivious to Crowley's feelings, though he was hardly such. He knew how the other felt, but he still said some things that had a tendency to give away how he felt, despite knowing that he really should avoid that. "And you being mine," he murmured, nuzzling at the demon, before promptly stretching out on his side next to him, purring lazily in the sunshine.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:18 pm
"Thats fine we will find them. How about you? What do your friends look like?" The cloaked kistu put his wings down. They felt so wierd. He had flown before but now with wings.
Edit:
"oh? Your welcome. And no need to say sorry. Everone has things they feel are odd and wierd and don't want people asking about." the sparkly Kistu smiled.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:31 pm
~KiraKaguya~ Hovering above the ground, a pair of white wings gently pushed the kitsu forward. Her arms rested softly at her side while her tails flickered about to keep her balance. As she moved, the feathers on her helmet swayed against the wind, resisting against smooth air flow.
Her emerald eyes stared straight ahead as always, while her ears twitched every now and then to pick up surrounding noises. Occasionally, her armored boots dragged against the dirt, allowing her to push forward even faster as if gravity didn't apply.
Up ahead, she could see a pair of men conversing with one another. Or at least she believed they were men from what her eyes told her so. She couldn't quite make out their figures because of the distance, however, she approached them quietly, her senses on alert in case of danger. Her left arm swung low by her sword, ready to draw in case of any trouble.
Raistlin growled at Caramon "We have company approaching you oaf" He rolled his eyes and watched her. "Be easy, do not make the first move" He warned, knowing his brother was battle hungry. Setting his tea down he stood to his feet, his red robes rustling softly as he moved. His staff was clutched safely in his grasp, as he waited for the female to arrive.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:37 pm
[Alchemist.exe] Aziraphale nodded once, seemingly oblivious to Crowley's feelings, though he was hardly such. He knew how the other felt, but he still said some things that had a tendency to give away how he felt, despite knowing that he really should avoid that. "And you being mine," he murmured, nuzzling at the demon, before promptly stretching out on his side next to him, purring lazily in the sunshine. Crowley, despite all his feelings for Aziraphale, was a rather self-centered demon. Such was the demonic nature, after all. Much how angels had to make an effort to have a sexuality, demons had to put forth much effort to feel compassion, love, and other such things. The truth of the matter was, it was taking more effort not to make that effort, and it left the snake demon dizzied and confused, because while he should have been keeping his feelings to himself because they were his... He was keeping them to himself not to hurt the angel. "Time for a nap, then, is it?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:41 pm
Graphophobia Crowley, despite all his feelings for Aziraphale, was a rather self-centered demon. Such was the demonic nature, after all. Much how angels had to make an effort to have a sexuality, demons had to put forth much effort to feel compassion, love, and other such things. The truth of the matter was, it was taking more effort not to make that effort, and it left the snake demon dizzied and confused, because while he should have been keeping his feelings to himself because they were his... He was keeping them to himself not to hurt the angel. "Time for a nap, then, is it?" To have the other hide again - if it could be called hiding, so much as it was more of a momentarily disguising for the sake of saving face or something a bit bigger than that - was something that Aziraphale had expected, so he certainly did not call his friend out on it. In fact, he had been hoping he would say as such, so they could both take a bit of time to relax, to slowly adjust; plus, sleep was sounding rather good to himself at the moment too. The book was tucked close to his chest and he purred quietly, nodding. "It is."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:44 pm
Rainberries Liliana grinned shyly at the praise while her father answered the posed question. "Yes, there are. Our house sister, Ginny for example. I do believe she went to the kitchen with a sister of hers from her other family." Both Father & daughter nodded, Lily flicking away her apple core that direction with a murmured Wingardium Leviosa and a mischievous smile. She was becoming a little less afraid of the shinigami, because her 'daddy' was so at ease. "There are at least 8 other wizards or witches that I know of, and that does not include Severus' many descendents. Though I do believe they tend to favor potions." He smiled ruefully, embarrassed from his lack of knowledge. "I am afraid we don't see them very often."In an odd display of bringing attention to himself, Remus' guardian scurried out of the wizard's robes to chitter in his ear. Remus arched a brow, eyes widening slightly. "Really, my friend? Well, we shall see." He smiled again at Ryuk, "Surely you have some magical properties other than being immortal to carry out your job." Then he was surprised to hear his daughter pipe up. "D'you want one? There's a basket of Galas on the counter."
Mortals were fascinating. What a variety! Ryuk grinned wildly.
"Sadly, no. We can't do much more than fly around and write names in the Death Note." After he'd said it, the Shinigami wondered if he should've disclosed his knowledge of the Death Note. There had been an incident, once...but it didn't matter now. He decided to shrug it off. "We're not truly immortal, you know. There's a way to kill a Shinigami. ...But if you think I'm gonna go around telling people, you're mistaken."
Upon noticing the small creature emerge from Remus' robes, he cocked his head at it for a moment, but didn't think much of it. Some kind of pet, he figured. Mortals liked things like that. He turned to Liliana and nodded.
"I wanna see you do that trick with the apple again."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:56 pm
[Alchemist.exe] To have the other hide again - if it could be called hiding, so much as it was more of a momentarily disguising for the sake of saving face or something a bit bigger than that - was something that Aziraphale had expected, so he certainly did not call his friend out on it. In fact, he had been hoping he would say as such, so they could both take a bit of time to relax, to slowly adjust; plus, sleep was sounding rather good to himself at the moment too. The book was tucked close to his chest and he purred quietly, nodding. "It is." "Good. You're my new pillow." Flopping onto the other, he nuzzled at his neck lightly, though he drew the line at purring, despite feeling like a rather content cat that had gotten into the cream, and wasn't about to get caught. "I like this, 'Ziraphale." His voice hised over the Z again, obviously getting comfortable. "I'm glad we stopped the world from being destroyed."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 5:03 pm
Graphophobia "Good. You're my new pillow." Flopping onto the other, he nuzzled at his neck lightly, though he drew the line at purring, despite feeling like a rather content cat that had gotten into the cream, and wasn't about to get caught. "I like this, 'Ziraphale." His voice hised over the Z again, obviously getting comfortable. "I'm glad we stopped the world from being destroyed." Aziraphale made a sound of surprise when he was flopped upon, before purring softly and turning his head to nuzzle at Crowley in return, a warm smile on his lips. "I like this too," he murmured, sounding a bit sleepy now. "And I'm glad we did, also... things would be... incredibly boring if we hadn't..." He trailed off and set his head down, closing his eyes as he prepared to doze.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 5:06 pm
(( ::Wants rppppp:: XDD ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 5:07 pm
(( -throws Billy at Aut- 8DD ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 5:09 pm
[X]Natty-Chan[X] "Why wouldn't I be? It's an important factor in any ruler's life." The great dog ruler replied, looking back to where Dazzler and the male kitsu was, making sure they weren't leaving without him since the female had signed him up to help out.
Seeing they were still there and conversing, he quickly turned his attention back to his son, just in time to hear his question. Now that was something he didn't have an answer to. He couldn't even understand how he came to be and in this form, remembering dying in the fight between him and Takemaru of Tsetsuna. Now being ressurected so to speak, he wondered if the same 'fate' happened to his precious Izayoi. He also pondered if that cowardly flea, Myoga was about as well as his younger son.
Knowing Sesshoumaru probably wouldn't have the answers, nor would he give them, he refrained from asking. Instead, he shook his head. "No... I do not."
Maybe he should go look for Rin and that Jaken, and maybe even keep a lookout for familiar faces amongst the crowd that was gathered here today. If he could find Jaken, he could locate Rin with that staff of his... If the staff's powers will work in this world.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 5:10 pm
After his question, Haruhi was in awe that the boy could fly. Perhaps this wasn't a cosplay convention, or some sort of event after all. That, or he was held up by wires, though she failed to see the purpose of that. Maybe, as crazy as it sounds, she stumbled upon some place...different. This was definitely not Ouran High School.
Coming back to her senses she replied in a sort of daze still, "Oh, I don't think they'd be around here. I was supposed to meet them somewhere, but I don't think I ended up in the right place." How strange, she didn't used to get lost. Except when she was studying while walking...but she didn't do that this time. She firmly had in mind her destination and expected to end up there, only to end up here. Not that she minded all that much, since the people here seemed pretty nice.
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As her arm moved towards her sword, she noticed the man in the cloak held his staff firmly in the palm of his hand. Eyes staring far ahead, she wanted to avoid negative conflict of any sort, but if needed be she would draw.
Flapping her wings once more, she pushed forward harder than before, the dirt around her quickly flying up in a gust behind her. She was only a few feet away from the couple now, yet her sense of anxiety did not fail. Lenneth wasn't trained so she could get killed so easily. She was trained to be a soldier, one worthy of serving Lord Odin.
"Greetings..." She called out firmly. Her distance was still quite a ways from them, but close enough for them to see her face to face and hear her clearly at the same time.
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