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 Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 7:06 pm
Ashe nodded as Mike took the bag. It would be hard to fly with that on her. They had reached the balcony and Ashe smiled. The wind felt nice this far up in the castle turrets. She took her dragon form without having to worry about hitting Mike, Flint, or any of the servants and guards. She looked down at Flint and smiled. "Want to be my wing man? Or gnome?"
((Ok. Got a big battled planed. And I even got a way that Flint could be usefull in it ^.^ but he needs to ride on me. Plus: After we take off I'm going to time skip a few days if you don't mind.))
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 5:48 am
((Sweeet, and I just got highspeed too! Er, I'd say we should land every few days. My guy is strong, but his wings will cramp after flying two days straight with something that weighs quite a bit.))
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 10:59 am
((Don't worry. I'm going to try and end this soon, I think we're dragging it out a bit so I'm going to speed up the processes, BUT I'm going to leave room for interaction and development. And: WOOT! Congrats on the high speed.))
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 8:47 pm
[Sorry for not posting in a while, lots of work recently and coming up. Sucks that it has to end, I really liked this RP...but I think a third restart is pushing it.]
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 8:22 am
((I'd just like to take a moment to say that you two are some of the most dedicated roleplayers I have ever met. Not to mention awesome! Before this ends I want you guys to know that this has been the best roleplay I've ever been in. Though...I was the creator of one and the only other was with human girls and vampire guys-NOT THE POINT! It was an honor to roleplay with you all, and I'll probably say this at the end too. Thanks for the awesome ride guys.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:41 pm
((You didn't understand what I ment: I'm going to try and finish it, but finish the story as well. So we're not left with a cliffhanger. But I agree, a third restart is pushing it, and we are too far to have new members when we work so well together. So let's work hard to finish this! This will be the only RP that has been completed, not just dropped because of inactivity.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 7:00 pm
[Alright. Wait till Monday and I'll get a post up. I can't wait to finish it, and hope to see you guys around in other RPs when its over. Pretty much what Mike said, yeah.]
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 8:37 pm
[Waaay late post. Sorry, got side tracked.]
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"Flying?" Flint asked, frowning. He preferred to stay on solid ground but didn't really have a choice in the matter...or a say in the matter.
He followed Mike to the balcony, a lot less awed than the soldier. He'd seen more impressive feats before. Feats of strength weren't that great.
He looked over at Ashe as she arrived, then raised an eyebrow.
"Wingman?" he asked. He wasn't too keen on flying...but the way she put it made it seem like he would have to do some flying on his own.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 7:46 pm
"Wingman. I'm going to be busy with my front, I'm going to need someone to watch my back. You can ride on my back while Mike carries the bags. Or, I'll take the bags and you go with Mike." Ashe shifted into her dragon form and lay down for Flint to climb up if he wanted.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 9:53 am
Mike nodded along with Ashe until she suggested that Flint go with him. Mike thought for a moment on how that would work. He'd either have to carry him by holding his arms or have Flint hang on to his legs. Carrying him would make it awkward for turning quickly and bracing for impact if he got shot out of the sky, and if Flint was on his legs Mike couldn't land or turn as well. The only other option was to hold him to his chest like he was hugging him, and to make that was very, very distasteful.
"Flint, you don't have many options." Mike said as he shifted the bag on his arm. "Either you rid on Ashe's back, or you walk. No offense, but I'm not a transport service."
Mike turned his head. He had suddenly felt something ebbing at the back of his head. It was a memory, but Mike didn't have time for that. He knew the final battle was approaching. Who were they fighting? He couldn't recall. Perhaps his memory had locked that away. Something was going to happen, but Mike felt content. He was no longer worried about whatever could happen. He had friends now, something he couldn't remember having since he was a young boy.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 10:32 am
"Alright." Flint said, still a little wary.
He looked over at Mike while he walked to Ashe. "I'd prefer to walk, but you guys could be done with this and already back by the time I got there on foot." he said, casting his usual spell. The invisible force took hold below him and floated him up to a level where he could easily get onto Ashe's back.
"It's just a thing we of the smaller races have. We prefer to stay on solid ground. Ask any dwarf, they're worse than we are about it." he added, settling in.
"And no worries, I understand." he said to Mike. "Alright, lets do this." he finished.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 6:15 am
Ashe waited as Flint settled himself and looked over at Mike. "I can joke can't I?" she asked at his reply to her remark. She looked up at the sky and spread her wings. "Hold on." She launched herself into the air and caught an updraft. She circled around and started for the mountains in the West. "Mike, if you sense anything, tell me. We'll head that way."
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 8:16 am
Flint grabbed hold of a spine on Ashe's back, holding on tightly. He went a little pale as the ground melted away quickly.
After a few moments, he calmed down, his colour returning. He still didn't feel secure this high up though.
"How far do we have to go?" he asked, but his voice was drowned out by the noise. Rolling his eyes, he cast a spell on himself, one that would amplify his voice.
"How far do we have to go?" he asked again. This time, he voice was much louder, so that they could hear him. And, for the hell of it, he made it sound much deeper, as if he was a much larger person than he was.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 7:01 pm
Mike took the belt of the strap and strapped it to his waist. He tested it's weight and realized he couldn't take off with the bag on him. He turned to the king and nodded.
"It was an honor to meet you sir." he said as he nodded his head. The king nodded back, and Mike turned and ran to the edge of the platform. The bag was heavy when he was running and hurt a section that was very, very sensitive. The anger and pain fueled his strength, and the moment his feet passed the ledge he spread his wings. He took off straight towards the ground before pulling up. The momentum had shot him forward and he was soon closing in on Ashe. He should have let Flint cast a spell on the bag now that he thought about it. Still, he had no choice and it didn't really matter to him.
As they flew Mike wondered how this would end. Would he go back to the Inferno, or be allowed to stay here. Then again, he had been resurrected already, so if he died would he just turn to nothingness? Would his existance cease to be? He reached back with his left hand and clutched his ocarina through the bag. It was a momento he cherished. He'd have to be careful not to break it no matter what happened.
Something sparked Mike's senses for a bit. Perhaps his nerves were jumpy. No, they were as cold and hard a steel. Maybe it was a flux in the air. Unlikely. Something was closing in. Mike flew up next to Ashe, so close he was nearly riding her back with Flint.
"Ashe, if I do sense something I want you to take the bag in your talons and leave the fighting to me. I wont let anything interfeer with our journey and my quest anymore." The bag severly limited Mike's speed and agility in the air. If he fought, the bag would most likely get incinerated along with him. He couldn't die now.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 9:40 pm
Ashe looked up at Flint. "I am a Wind Dragon. I heard you fine the first time." She look forward and said, "I don't know...Hopefully not far." She looked over at Mike as he flew up and nodded. "I'll take it whenever you get tired." She flew closer towards the mountains, hopefully towards the right direction.
((time skip 2 or 3 week? or days?))
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