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 Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 10:26 pm
Rachel wondered exactly what sort of trick he'd used to heal the cut that quickly, and the fire stunt was kind of cool too. Again, though, she always made a point of not prying into other peoples' abilities, so she didn't bother asking.
"Well, that's good to know," she said, still wondering what he'd done and where she'd missed it. "Anyway... it's getting a little crowded in here, and I've already stayed longer than I'd intended, so I'm going to head out." She gathered up her things, picking up the potted plant she'd brought in with her, and started toward the door.
"It was nice meeting you," she said just before walking out, turning around just long enough to nod back at Yrael.
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Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2006 8:42 am
((eck, I don't like how my last post turned out. It ended up sounded strange. Just the way I wrote it. Anyway...))
Yrael stood. "I should actually be going too," he said softly. He picked up his violin case and set everything in it before looking at his watch and frowning. "Oh, he'll be here any minute anyway."
He went out the door and into the front courtyard, past Rachel and to the center. For a moment, he stood there, feeling as inane as he most likely looked to most people. Suddenly he jumped up, flipping over a lance being thrown at him from his left side. It barely grazed the top of his head, slicing some of his blue-gray hair off. Still holding his violin case and his jacket, he landed on his feet, using his left arm out to balance himself.
"What do you think you are doing?" a voice called out. "Getting out of the way like that. Some nerve."
((Since I think I'll be stranded alone for some time again, I think I'll bring in my second character. *sigh* Maybe I should start posting in the courtyard now...lol))
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Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2006 9:55 pm
As Tristan played the song he had composed, he heard a harmony being played on the piano. He stopped and looked at the girl sitting at the piano. "You're quite good. The way you were able to pick my song up and start playing with me like that was... astounding." Tristan got up and started walking toward the piano. "My name is Tristan. May I ask yours?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 8:02 am
She walked into the music hall and looked around. There were people on the stage so she sat in one of the chairs. She was ok at playing music but she prefered to listen to others. hermes settled on the bakc of chair in front of her. She watched the people with her intense, liquid green eyes.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 2:35 pm
Syrena walked as slowly as she could, looking for the scarf that some infernal bird had carried off and dropped near what she'd heard was the music hall. Looking at the ground, she didn't notice how close she was to the hall itself until her head smacked hard into the door.
"Aah!" she cried, falling onto her back, a hand to her forehead, the other to her mouth so no one could see her sharp, pointed eyeteeth.
Looking at the door to the derelict old place, she raised an eyebrow and walked in.
It was an old place, in serious need of renovations, and dark. Very, very dark. Walking down an aisle between the rows of chairs, she heard piano music coming from the stage. She knew the song, but stopped herself from singing. She had a wonderful singing voice, but bad things happened when she opened her mouth too wide.
A rustle of feathers above her revealed that the infernal bird had dropped her scarf on a roofbeam, and it was hanging in a position she knew it wasn't going to fall from.
Sighing, she walked up to the wall closest to that particular roofbeam, thankful it was far from the stage.
Please, she thought, Please don't let them see me.
Slowly, carefully, she began walking up the wall.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 3:19 pm
Rianna walked in the music hall. Being a frequent visitor, she saw the only difference were the people. Seeing so many people on stage, she thought she would just play her flute. Sitting on a chair, she started to play.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:02 pm
Keilantra continued to untill she heard you stop.She turned around and looked at you.She laughed abit."Astounding?...no..I just wanted to see if I remembered..."She stood up from the piano and introduced herself."Its nice to meet you Tristan, my names Keilantra..."((sorry if its short serious writers block...))
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:13 pm
Risa entered the Music area and said, "wow this place is so beautiful! It makes me fell so happy! I will play a song of happyness." Then at that note she took out her flute. But her flute was not a normal one because of her magic abilitties she could cast spell when she played a song on the flute! Like if it was the rain song it would start to rain. Not many of her kind were left so she was the only one in ria that could have these ability. She did not like to show them off at all but when ever she felt a specail emotion she would start to play and it would change the people that heard it. Then she started to play her flute and the notes came out so beautifully that everyone that heard it sundenly got happy! even the ones cry felt there spirit lifted up. It was amazing! color]
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:16 pm
[[uh dark mew it might be a betteer idea not to post for another peerson, like saying what they are going to do or say]]
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:17 pm
(( shes not. Shes using ((alot)) of Npcs))
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:18 pm
[oh sorry i wasn't really directed it to you guys more of my other rpc]
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:19 pm
[i changed it alitle! sorry for that xp ]
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:20 pm
[[ok never mind then...npcs work]]
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:21 pm
[ok i am gettin back to rpign just have to wait for my friend sweatdrop ]
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 6:54 pm
When Rianna's mood changed from content to happy, she knew it was the work of a flute that contained magical powers, as she had seen the person playing the flute. Stopping, she looked at her own flute.
It was an ordinary flute, but it was made of real gold, sparkling even though there was barely any light. Looking so brand new, it was hard to believe it was passed down from her great-grandmother, to her grandmother, then her mother, then herself. How much money could that flute have made, especially during the times when there was no money left, but there wasn't ever a thought of selling it, as it brought memories back to her.
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