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 Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:54 pm
"You should go to bed." Nami began to prod him towards the kitchen door. "Considering all the drama going on lately, I'm surprised you're still on your feet."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:54 pm
~He trusts your. I fear that if I'm the cause of any pain, he'll think I'm doing it out of spite.~
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:55 pm
~Uh-huh. You just don't want to do it. But if that's so, at least get me water and a cloth.~
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:55 pm
Head swaying slightly, he shook his head slightly as his eyes drooped down as the blood loss started to get to him now. "...Ugnnn"
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:58 pm
"Ow. OW! Quit pokkenit!" Reeve snaps jokingly, standing up. "Alright, alright, I'll go sleep... but only if you do me a huge favor."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:59 pm
He moved to the sink and grabbed a small pan, filling it with water. He also pulled down two clothes. One he dampened, the other he kept dry. He placed them on a small table that he moved next to her, then pushed the rollystool towards her, mentally grinning at her.
~Since you're doing the honors, you get the rollystool.~
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 12:05 am
Reeve The Vagabond "Ow. OW! Quit pokkenit!" Reeve snaps jokingly, standing up. "Alright, alright, I'll go sleep... but only if you do me a huge favor." "And what would that be?" She questioned, one hand resting on her hip.
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 12:05 am
Falling asleep, he nodded off and started to snore. ((Sorry guys, mom's getting at me now. Ciao.))
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 12:08 am
Nyl grinned, taking Seph's preferred seat and getting to work quickly. It was easier with him asleep, because she didn't have to think about talking. Nyl had grown complacent and used to people who trusted what she did without questions.
She finished equally as quickly, barely covering a yawn.
~You, my dear shojiki, have the honor of finishing this task. I'm going to fall asleep where I sit if I try.~ She got up off the rolly-stool and offered it to him with a fluorishing bow.
((I go to bed. Big class stuff tomorrow. Night!))
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 12:08 am
He smiles at Nami. She was so like her at times. He holds forth the katana.
"I was gonna clean this sword before I went to bed, but if you were to take care of it I could sack out...and I'd owe you one. This is the Broken Dream, a very special sword."
He unsheathes it partly, letting the reflected poem shine across the table, before sealing it away again.
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 12:10 am
He returned the bow, grinning, and took a seat in his favorite stool. He wiggled his fingers a bit and began to get to work on what remained to be done..
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 12:18 am
"I can do that." She smiled and held out her hand. "As long as you promise to sleep."
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 12:21 am
Reeve hands her the blade, delicately.
"Promise. Maybe dream of someone I know."
He stands, stretches and heads to his room, crashing out as his head hits his pillow.
((Night!))
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 12:33 am
Shaking her head, Nami clutched the sword carefully and headed to her room. Once there, she changed into a black, cotton slip dress.
Across the bed she set out a small black box and Reeve's sword. It was the first time she'd seen it and so took a few moments to exam it. There was writing carved into the blade and she tilted it in the light to read.
Too pure is this feeling
when your heart is near
It leaves my heart singing
the love, now so clear
Thank you, my Brightest Star
for lighting my way
The darkness is stays far
you've kept it away
In your heart lies your rose
blooming with stars light
Purest love, it now knows
you gave its heart flight
It will never leave you
though wings it has grown
For this love is true
purest ever known
She stared at it a moment, running through the words once more as a slender finger ran along the text. Was it a present? She raised an eyebrow. If she understood how things stood presently, Reeve was no longer with Fenris, or anyone else that she knew of. The poem was probably a treasured but painful memory. Her brow crinkled as more questions surfaced.
She shuttered them away for the morrow and concentrated on cleaning the sword with as much reverence as she treated her own.
Once finished she stowed it carefully in her top drawer and made her way back out into the hall.
Upon entering Clow's room, she found him sprawled out on the bed, asleep as promised. With a sigh of relief, she crawled over him and found a comfortable spot under an outstretched arm. Curling against his body she let her eyes droop closed, the dim light from the hall catching the opalescent orbs briefly before sleep claimed her.
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 4:49 pm
The man of course was not always present. He sometimes just shifted about flitting about the world. Testing some but leaving others. He could be considered a terrorist to some countries a hero to others. But at the moment he really didn't care as he stood upon a tree branch his eyes watching the building housing the main dojo. He was completely exposed except visually. If one were looking in his direction they would only be able to see a dim outline if he moved.
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