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 Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 2:59 pm
"...Terravette."
*He held his own hand out and shook Paul's. still a bit perturbed.*
"I may be considered a manipulater of sorts, wether it be someones mind, or my own element."
*Terr released his hand and walked under the rafter from which he slipped. He jumped up to it and grabbed it with his left hand and began to pull himself up and down, the muscles in his arm tensing and relaxing as he did so.*
"So what are you doing here?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:00 pm
*A black mist sweeps into the room, and gathers in the far corner.
It swirls around itself, thickening and grows in size.
It then slowly sinks back toward the ground and dissapears, leaving vice standing in it's place.
Arms floded in front of his chest, he opens his eyes and surveys the room.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:02 pm
"Whoa..." Paul could only hope to one day do what the odd man had just done.He pulled his eyes away however,and looked back to Terr.If Terr had seen Serenity,he might recognize the stud in the boy's right ear,if not,he probably wouldn't."My dad sent me over here to learn.."
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:07 pm
"I have an idea of who."
*It just seemed too obvious to him. He could catch the reincarnates scent around him from the start. He noticed the small stud earring in the boy's ear.*
"Heh, nice jewelry. So who is your mother?"
*He didn't think such a question would get much of an answer, but there's a chance in everything.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:10 pm
The kid made a thumbs up to Terr,then frowned a bit."Well,I make em myself.Not to hard.I think that girl Crystal has some of em.As for my mom,never really met her.She passed away when I was really young..."The kid shrugged.He was a young adult,but he seemed to deal with the subject with maturity.Clearly he had long gotten over that stepping stone in life.
((There's no scent on him.So blah unto you!And the earing has no auras and shizzle.He's feeding his own domination.The aura is his own.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:20 pm
*Vice continues to watch silently, eyes transfixed on the two.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:37 pm
((ok then but I already knew the earring had no aura.))
*Terr pulled up quickly and switched arms. Easily catching the rafter again and continuing.*
"So why are you here? There must be other places to which you could go to."
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:39 pm
"I was told this place is the best.So far I haven't seen anything to prove otherwise."Paul smirked as he watched Terr.He was obviously enjoying it,though by the look in his eye it was hard to tell why.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:42 pm
*Terr shifted and threw his legs up and around the rafter. He then began to pull his shoulders up to meet his knees.*
"Now...what did......you.....say you could.....do...? Your powers.. that is."
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:44 pm
"I'm an apprentice of the arcane arts.I special in crafting and conjuring mostly.Though I have dabbled in a few other areas..mostly with failure though."The kid blushed slightly.Working one's chosen area of spells was easy,but working ones outside it was nearly impossible for him.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:45 pm
*His eyes drift away from Paul and bsgin to follow Terr and his acrobatic movements.*
"..."
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:47 pm
"Have..you tried....alchemy?....it's fairly simple....after a.......bit of practice....that is"
*He continued his exercise, despite the wordless company of the man in the corner.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:54 pm
"Necromancy..."
*Vice whispers in, unconsciously, still watching Terravette.
His gazes shifts back to Paul for a moment then returns to the rafters.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:56 pm
"Don't touch the dark magic..it's bad for you.As for alchemy,nah..not my style.Leave that to my friend.Does my homework every once and awhile."Paul stuck out his tongue at the thought of homework.Whatever maturity the kid had definately came and went like the wind.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 4:00 pm
*Looking back at Paul, a slight grin spreads across his face, though it is completely hidden by the mask.*
"Only if you let it own you..."
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