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 Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 5:59 pm
((Sorry, you must have posted while I was writing mine. I didn't know what you were writing 'til just now. Sorry Kamikaze.))
A flash of sadness crossed Kubira's face, but it was soon replaced with some form of anger.
"I politely ask for information, and it get's thrown back at me. Humans have turned into such detestable creatures over the years." Kubira furiously turned around and walked away. He left the building and jumped up to the top of the front gate and just sat there, letting his rage seethe out.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:03 pm
"You think YER MAD I GOT THROWN OFF A BUILDING AND INSULTED FOR NO REASON!!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:06 pm
*walks to the bottom of the gater* HEY! you, please lets work this out, I have nothing against you, i just want to start a new page, clean the slate, your an excelent fighter which i could learn from and maybe vice versa, ill be praying at the shrine, and waiting for your reply *starts to walk off*
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:07 pm
"You mean me?" *running up to Hayate*
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:08 pm
"..."
Nyoro watched Kubira walk away.
"Neutrality sucks..."
She turned around and continued her wandering.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:17 pm
Kubira felt a spike of... something... maybe it was adrenaline... but when he heard Mr. Representative say that, he felt something. He called back to Hayate.
"I am Kubira Kazegami. I apologize for damaging your sheath and your sword. I have been on edge lately... I apologize for my action. Kubira jumped off the gate, and walked next to Hayate. He clapped his hands, and touched the sheath. A bright blue light emanated from the sheath, and it was returned to it's former glory. Nothing added, nothing taken. It was as good as new. Kubira bowed and started to walk away.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:19 pm
"W8, you were talking to him.. WHAT ABOUT MEE!!!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:22 pm
Nyoro looked out a window at the three guys.
"Well it looks like they're making up. I should probably apologize to flute guy, I was rude..."
Nyoro turned away from the window and started walking towards the front of the school.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:28 pm
*turns to MD* shut up, *looks at MD* so is this demon magic? or something else, fine job but still, what sort of creature are you?
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:30 pm
Nyoro got outside and aproached the flute guy.
"I'm sorry I was rude. I don't seem to be in the best mood today. Let me properly introduce myself. My name is Nyoro."
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:33 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:34 pm
Kubira looked at the girl(?) named Nyoro. He was reluctant to speak, but she had apologized, and that's all he really wanted. He turned to look at Hayate out of the corner of his eye, and sighed.
"I do not know anymore... what manner of grotesque creature I am. But as for the art I used... it is alchemy. An ancient art passed down through my family." He started to walk again and stopped for a moment as he passed Nyoro. "I am Kubira Kazegami." Kubira bowed and continued on his way, but now he seemed to be taken over by doubt and sadness.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:39 pm
Nyoro sighed and watched Kubira walk away.
"Atleast I feel better now that I apologized."
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:41 pm
alchemy eh? i guess im the only one still who knows of the acient demon arts *gives a sigh of a lost hope* when can i find someone who can explain these things to me?
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:45 pm
Nyoro looked at Hayate out of the corner of her eye and started walking back to the school.
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