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 Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 8:12 pm
*following egarly, he torn into the remaining meat and licked up any traces of the mess. He turned to the milk, not quite sure what that stuff was and started drinking, taking what he could get.*
((night VX))
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 8:51 pm
*finishing up the milk, the red wolf left after looking around; it seemed that the wolf knew better than to steal from the table and didn't go for the stakes there; not seeing anyone, the wolf left the bowl on the floor and headed out the door*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 11:13 am
Xol sat on the kitchen counter top, his head was hung low almost to the point where his chin was touching his chest. One hand held a bottle of some indistinguishable alcohol and the other lay limp on the counter, dangling at its own leisure. He was leaning against the cabinets and for the most part, looked as if he had passed out. Far from it though... like always, he was in deep thought about something that he really shouldn't be caring all that much about.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 11:20 am
Focht woke up in his room and came walking down the stairs and stopped, sniffing the air. The scent of another wolf was still strong here, but there wasn't the scent of fresh blood with it so Focht pushed it aside to look into later. Sighing he looked around the main room and didn't see anyone and went to get an orange from the kitchen, thinking about a few things. When he entered the kitchen, he noticed Xol but went for the orange.
"Xol.... you awake?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 11:24 am
His right eye cracked open and focused on Focht. "Nnn... yeah... I'm awake. What do you need Focht?" Xol sighed heavily and sat up, bringing the bottle to his mouth and finishing off it's contents before tossing it into the open trash.
Both crimson eyes were now focused on the man as he crossed his arms over his chest and gave a slight hiccup.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 11:37 am
Focht started peeling the orange with the index finger of the gauntlet on his left hand in a spiral manner.
"Your anti-matter... what kind of cost does it have on you.....?"
He moved over to the trash can and continued to peel the orange so the peel will land in the trash. He wasn't facing Xol as he stood next to the trash can.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 11:46 am
Xol eyed the gauntled on Focht's hand and quirked his brow with a small grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Ah... yes, I'm assuming that you're infering about the person that is trying learning antimatter? I felt it the other night... " He trailed, his grin fading before he spoke again.
"If you know the person Focht, the only advice I can give you is to tell them to stop immediately. Antimatter is not some sort of magic you can weild at you're own accord... no... it feeds off your very essence. The very energy needed to produce it is the person him/herself. Believe me... it's not a very pleasureable experience, seeing one of your friends implode because they decided to try and syphon that little bit more energy into it. Like a parasite it is... slowly feeding off you untill it's too late. I rue the day I started using it... and so will anyone else that does."
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 12:00 pm
"I figured as much....."
The peel drops into the trash can and Focht pulls a piece free and sighs.
"Why me........"
He eats the piece of orange and turns to face Xol, waiting until he had swallowed to speak. He was careful to not confirm or deny Xol's suspisions about knowing who was messing with anti-matter.
"Thanks for telling me Xol....."
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 12:05 pm
"Why you? Because you're Focht..." He said with a playful laugh, slidding off the counter top and facing the man. Xol had noticed that Focht hadn't confirmed nor denied his suspicions that he had known who was triffling with the antimatter. No matter... at least he would try and stop the person if he did in fact know them.
"Meh... think nothing of it." He winked, exploding into a plume of black mist and reappearing in the darkness of the rafters.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 12:13 pm
Focht laughs at Xol's response to his rhetorical question as he heads back up stairs to the office and goes inside for a moment, getting some paper work; closing the door as he leaves the office and activates the barrier, heading to his room where he felt more comfortable with working; the whole time carrying the orange so he had a snack to eat.
((got school work..... need me, IM me))
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 2:00 pm
Paul stirred awoke with a groan.His head hurt a bit,and sleeping on a couch while cold had left him stiff.Sitting up,he stretched and yawned loudly.The blood on his right ear from the piercing had dried,and he feared an infection might start."Awww s**t...and I don't know much yet.." With a sigh he tried to remember what healing spells he could.He was mostly into crafting and minor tricks.Not to mention he was tired and felt like crap."Unnn...It's too eeeaaarrrlyyy!!!"He sighed loudly and flopped onto his back.His hand idly playing with a lock of his hair as he stared at the ceiling.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 2:45 pm
*Terr walked into the dojo and immediately jumped to the far rafter.*
"Okay. *deep breath*"
*With a nimble jump, he lunged low from the rafter. With a quick twist, he sent himself straight to the adjacent rafter, easily catching himself on one foot. Within a second he jumped again and twisted over to the next rafter. He continued the exercise, jumping across them all and back to where he began.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 2:47 pm
A flicker of movement caught Paul's eye,and he sat up to look.He could see Terr practicing.*Blink blink*"Wow..."Shaking his head he closed his mouth and rested his chin in his hand.Watching Terr quite intently.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 2:52 pm
*With the sound of one's voice, his concentration was interupted and he slipped on the innermost rafter.*
"s**t!"
*He caught the rafter with his hand and swung himself back into the air. After a quick backflip, he landed in front of Paul with a bit of anger.*
"...and you are?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 2:54 pm
Paul practically leapt to his feet and thrust his hand forward.Raising a brow slightly as he looked Terr over."Name's Paul.Apprentice of the arcane arts...you?"His black witch hat was still on his head.Even though it didn't match anything else he was wearing.
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