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 Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 2:36 pm
Ciara was okay. everything was fine after all, she had scared the crap out of him. "I just chose the softer route. In case you haven't noticed you don't have wings."
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 2:39 pm
"Really? I didn't know." Ciara said both sarcastically and playfully, her usual snide tone not present. She had lost any reason to be rude to Van, all he had done was show her kindness. Although, being independent and acting like she didn't need help was part of her personality, and she wasn't about to act too vulnerable.
"I wonder what's done here anyways..."
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 2:43 pm
The chain fell from its perch and landed by Van. "Lets just hope there's another way out." He latched the chain to the flaming dagger and started to swing it at a high rate above his head. It would provide more light that way.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 2:47 pm
"Hit me with that thing and our friendship is over." Ciara said, watching him as he swung the killing device above him. Last thing she needed was to get burned. Scratches were one thing, but burns would destroy her complexion. According to most that was the only thing she had going for her.
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 5:04 pm
Ayana looked up from her book, just in time to see Faris walk in through the door. She growled quietly, seeing how he held the door open for a much smaller body to pass under his arm. She looked back at her book, pretending she had never noticed that he had even entered.
Faris held the door open for Reikon, seeing as she was still trailing a little behind him. He was smiling softly to himself, finally cheering up after his encounter with Kira.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 5:38 pm
"Don't worry about it babe." Van knew exactly what he was doing and would never come close to hitting her. "I would never hurt that pretty face of your's."
The light was dim but sufficient enough. "So what are we looking for anyway."
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:10 pm
"Wow, I went from trash to pretty." Ciara said both matter-of-factly and teasingly. The boy was falling for her it seemed like, though it was very different from type she was used to, and her reaction was also different. For once she wasn't disgusted.
"Hmm, I don't really know what I'm looking for." She then added, not letting her thoughts shine through her words.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:16 pm
"I said your face, don't push it." Van was messing with her too. It was weird how they constantly messed with her.
Van looked but couldn't see well in the darkness. He had to get his bearings. He through the chain forward and snapped it back to it's twirling position above his head when it only struck the air. "Well we need to look then don't we."
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:19 pm
"Fine fine, don't compliment me." Ciara muttered, putting her hands on her hips and turning to look at the darkness in front of them. There was something down there. It may have simply been another clue, but even so there had to be something. Her farther wouldn't have just sent on her on a wild goose chase, that would be foolish. "Do you think there will be anything dangerous down here?"
[think of something dangerous >>]
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:32 pm
Van shrugged one of his shoulders. "Nothing worse than Grindle. Now there's a b*****d for you." He tried not to think of what might be hiding in the darkness as they moved along. "This would be the perfect place for a bladed construct. They're living weapons made completely of steel. The twisted mages who made them blackened their bodies with smoke and put the tormented souls of serial killers and other criminals into these metal shells and forced them to live as servants and guardians." Van had heard the story from an uncle who was obsessed with folklore and he doubted it was true.
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:38 pm
"Well, aren't you a plesant optimistic person?" Ciara said sarcastically, the thought of such things not even occurring to her. However, if her father was truly involved in setting up the place anything was possible. Her father was a master of dark arts and was closely linked to the famous elite group of demons known as the Alliance. However, Ciara was oblivious to what exactly the ties between her farther and the Alliance was, so what she was going to find was a complete mystery of course. "One things for sure..." Ciara began, starting to walk into the darkness. "My farther probably figured I would come here alone, anything down here he knew I would be able to face."
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:42 pm
"Let's hope so. I'm not a very offensive person anyway." Van was starting to enjoy her sarcasm. He almost looked forward to it when it came out of the dead air with a razor like edge at times.
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:44 pm
Ciara laughed, finding his statement contradicting to what she knew about him up to that point. She had witnessed him killing someone, so he obviously was offensive up to a certain point. "So you kill people defensively then?" She asked him, glancing over her shoulder to look at him, a smile on her lips.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:51 pm
A smirk came to Van's lips, "My specialty." It had been how the league saw fit to train him. He had never been meant to have to straight out attack a person but the fact that he was the oly one that they knew of who could use the techniques he had been trained in pure defense.
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:56 pm
"Psh, where's the fun in that?" Ciara asked him, not liking the idea of indirect killing at all. Her crimes were a crime of 'passion', so she always felt the need to be as involved as possible. Bloody brutal deaths were her things. Torturing people was something she did on a daily basis. She had been tortured in her past and was simply returning the favor to those she hated.
How long is this damn tunnel? Ciara then thought to herself annoyed, looking about dismayed. So far there had been nothing exciting: no obstacles, no gaps with a dark abyss below, no hidden rooms. Nothing.
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