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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:39 pm
((Nyoooooo I wanted Miyoko blind, as cruel as it's sounds.... but yeah.... sorry.... You don't have to do- just do whatever, I don't really care....))
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:41 pm
(( No way was I gonna let her stay blind! smile she is my sister after all, and I was always told 'Give everything up for your family.' wink besides... I ALWAYS have a plan twisted ))
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:42 pm
((Bweh... I still want her blind....))
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:45 pm
((mabey you guys and comripise (splet it wrong) like have one eye blind or something :p))
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:45 pm
(( Make it like it didn't totally work, and she is still partly blind, or something smile ))
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:46 pm
Miyoko didn't open her eyes, she shut them tight. She didn't want to see if she was still blind or not.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:48 pm
The feeling returned to Drake, and he stood up. He couldn't see now, but it didn't really matter. He used his ears more than his eyes. "Miyoko, come on. Tell me. Did it work?" He could hear her breathing... as well as Star's. It was a beautiful sound.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:53 pm
((I'll make it like it mostly blind ><))
She huffed, then opened her eyes slowly. All she saw was white and an outline of a person in front of her. But then the outlined disapeared, and then reapeared standing up. "....it.... it kind of.... did.... I see white and an outline of a person.... and then when you move... I can't see it until you stop moving...." She sighed, "...why did you have to do this....? you should have left me blind... I don't care if I'm blind.... I care if you are...."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:55 pm
Drake smiled, then tapped her on the nose. "I'm fine. And I cared if you were blind..." He walked around a little to get used to it again, but it was a weird feeling. ...Damn, I wanted her healed totally! He sighed.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:00 pm
Miyoko thought for a second and laughed a bit, ".....now we're much like siblings...." She sighed, she shaw little ripples of an outline for objects, but not for the floor or the wall. She stood up and saw nothing until she stopped. "....same thing for me moving..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:04 pm
Drake sighed. He was completely blind, and Miyoko was only slightly healed. That was one crappy trade off. I said I wanted her healed. And I meant totally. He shook his head, knowing there was no point in getting down about it. What was done, is done. He could hear much better than normal, as if being blind had awoken what his father had trained him to do. "It might heal after a while. Or when we get out of here... who knows."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:07 pm
"....yeah... I guess..." She tried to walk over to a chair, but then lost her footing when everything turned white.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:11 pm
Drake heard her fall. "Hang on." He stood up and walked over to where he had heard the sound from. He bent down and started feeling around for Miyoko's hand. He found it, and helped her up. He smiled, looked in the direction he thought she was in, and saw something. "... I think I'm not totally blind. I can see you... but barely sis." He walked her over to the chair. He may be blind. But he was far from helpless. He walked into the middle of the room. "Everyone stay clear." He drew his katana and started to swing and slice with it. He had to know how to use it... even if he was blind.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:18 pm
Miyoko smiled as she was lifted up, "...thanks...Drake..." She jogged a bit to the stage stopping after a bit to check if she was near. She found that she was right in front of it, lifting herself to sit.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:24 pm
Drake kept swing the blade, taking deep breaths when he did. He could still fight, just not near any friends, and not against anyone skilled. He remembered that there were a few dummies near the stage, so he tried to find one. "Where is it... oh here we go!" He picked up the dummy and placed it in the middle of the room. He took a deep breath, placed his hand on the handle of his katana, which was back in it's sheath. "Ok... three...two...one." He pulled the katana out, sliced the dummy in half before sheathing his blade again. But the dummy just stood there, fine. "Five...four...three...two....one..." The dummy started to spilt in half, one half sliding down to the floor. "Still works even when I'm blind."
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