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 Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 8:13 pm
(Hello all and hello new guy!)
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 8:16 pm
((I do wanna see that movie, but I literally have no money to spare for movies, nor the time.
Heya Unks. *wave*))
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 8:26 pm
<>
Tracking neither ice nor water across the floor as he moves, Tali appears to have somehow avoided the snow falling outside, though the lack of an actual ongoing blizzard may have helped. His soles clicking against the floor, he walks out of sight without another gander in Jade's direction. No reason to bother with her right now.
Taking a right, he finds the arena, stepping down the stairs to reach the lowered floor. He stops here, tilting his head back to toss his one-eyed gaze around the massive structure. His red hair falling from his face, the web-like scar over his left temple is visible, though this time to no audience. Opening his lips to release a deep exhalation, he unfolds his arms and holds out his right. His hand outstretched, immediately within his closing grasp is the ancient Shinorei sword, older than the fox demon himself and leagues darker. With it not sheathed, Wesley brings the thick blade down to his side, keeping the tip of off the ground as he continues forward to the ring.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 8:34 pm
[[ -luffles all the women present- whee ]]
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 8:42 pm
Before Jade even had the chance to pick her pencil back up and go back to work on her drawing, something stopped her. She visibly stiffened and turned slowly in the direction of the arena. He had that with him. It'd been a while since she'd sensed Shinorei. And the transformed Saiya-jin would have prefered it to stay that way.
She didn't like that sword, and just the thought of Taliman having it out made Jade want to go back upstairs and be near Seinorei, it's opposite twin blade. But her curiousity was one thing that was rarely conquered, and before the girl knew it, she was standing up and packing everything loose into her coat.
Throwing the trench coat over her shoulders, Jade walked as silently as she could across the room and towards the hallway. Inwardly, she knew Taliman would know she was coming, but she still went anyways. Just as the hallway broke out into the stadium, Jade stopped, peering around the corner of the wall at the Orinian fox and the devil blade gripped in his hand.
Just seeing it again brought back memories of the one time she laid her hands on it. The pain, the torture lying within it was overwhelming. Plus the fact that her cry of shock had woken up a napping Taliman hadn't helped either. A shudder ran down her spine as she remembered what happened next. Not a pleasent memory in the least.
For now, she watched, and waited for something to happen, leaning back against the hall wall slightly.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 9:02 pm
As the little girl has suspected, Wesley knew she was coming. Before she did, even. It doesn't matter of course. As she makes her way so cautiously over, the demon has stepped up into the ring and started for the center; the blade looks nigh larger than he is as he carries it, just less than two feet smaller than the old fighter. Bringing his head back down to make it look as though he can actually see where he's going, Taliman abruptly lets the aged tip of Shinorei hit the ring floor, scraping against it with a pitched shriek that skips each time he crosses to a new tile.
After walking some one hundred feet inside the ring he comes to a stop, bringing his heels together and his sword before him. Keeping the tip to the floor, he curls his fingers around the end of the hilt, folding his left hand over the back of his right. Dipping his head low, he holds his silence, not appearing to be doing anything. One who knows of the dark Shinorei, however, knows there could be more to this visit.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 9:14 pm
Jade visibly shuddered as the blade tip screeched across the tiles, her hearing more sensitive than a humans. But she watched him carefully, not wanting to miss anything. She didn't like the sword, and Taliman himself even less. As they say, keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.
Her attention was drawn when he stopped a bit inside the ring, gripping Shinorei in a battle-ready stance and lowering his head. Jade stepped out a bit further, trying to see what was going on, and what could happen next.
I remember that blade.....very dangerous in hands such as his.....
"I know it is....."
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 9:22 pm
|| Miyu disappeared to study for a test tomorrow...
Then she realized she knew it all. XD ||
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 9:32 pm
<>
"Tch, tch, tch..."
With a gentle shake of his head, Tali's tongue flicks the roof of his mouth three times, his right hand slowly beginning to turn Shinorei in place, his hand and the tip against the floor letting the black blade rotate on end. His accented, smooth voice speaks at an casual volume, heard clearly by only Jade.
"Eavesdropping is rude, little girl."
Chuckling to himself, he glances over his right shoulder, head tilted toward the Saiya-jin woman. He has a sly smirk on his face, his fangs showing just slightly. His tail swings once to either side as he continues rotating his sword, the width of it making him turn it only so far to either side.
"You two had better go before someone sees you."
Wesley turns away again, his back to the Saiya-jin and the arena entrance.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 9:36 pm
|| Yeah. Heh.
I always do good on tests and exams. I never study most of the time.
-giggles-
I'll be fine.
Mreeeow.
I wanna roleplay with you sometime, Tali. ^^
But not tonight, I'll have to go to bed soon and you are roleplaying with Jade. ^__^ ||
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 9:49 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 9:51 pm
|| -Pounces on Tali and nibbles on his shirt-
Well then it's settled! We'll roleplay sometime. heart
But for now, I must go to bed.
-Cuddles Tali before pouncing on Jade and doing the same-
Ninight!
-Skitters away- ||
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 9:53 pm
Her ears twitched at the sound of the suple voice, drawing her out of her 'conversation' before it even really began. Even though he was halfway across the large room from her, it sounded like he was standing right next to her. And that thought made her skin crawl.
"You're one to talk about eavesdropping, Foxy."
She had never taunted Taliman so, something unusual for her. Perhaps she was feeling bolder, more confident in herself with her Super Saiya-jin training. Her green eyes narrowed at him as she turned away on her heel, heading back down the hallway to the main room.
It wasn't surprising when he said, 'you two'. It was known around the club about her dual personality, though who actually remembered Jade wasn't sure about. Obviously Deity, and now Taliman, but who else she wasn't sure.
Slowly, the girl turned towards the elevator, waiting for the pod to open and bring her back upstairs to the one place she felt truely safe from the the world and everything in it.
((Aaaaannnd.....goodnight folks. x3 *dashes to her Lair*))
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 10:21 pm
"Run along, then."
Speaking quietly to himself now, the Orinian lord listens to the continuous sharp grind as his sword gradually drills through the stone tile. His sapphire eye watches it turn back and forth, his clawed fingertips holding the hilt. He can feel the sword's anticipation each time he holds it, sensing a thirst in it like never before. He can't be sure if it is anxiously awaiting a future event, or is responding to a present one. Owning a sword that reacts to corruption can be tricky. Wesley himself can sense a dark power rising, though honestly sees no point in wasting time on it.
Mulling over these thoughts, Taliman stays silent for minutes longer, alone in the quiet battle stage. Soon the twisting of his blade comes to a stop. He grows so still and quiet that he begins to mimic the lifelessness of the stadium. When he finally leaves it seems so sudden that, were one watching, one may have missed it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 5:50 pm
(( ninja
......I BEAT OKAMI!!!!!!! *danceslikecrazy*
xd ))
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