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 Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:14 pm
"Nope. Is there anything you want me to do?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:16 pm
「 Now bundled into his clothing beyond recognition, the sage bolted back the way he had come, barrling past his younger self and the knight once more. He made his way into the weapons stores, dashing to the back wall, where magic tomes were stashed. Snatching a Fire tome, a back up Elwind, and a Heal staff, the sage then darted back out, making one last trip into the items stores to snatch up two Vulneraries, lest he need them. Now fully equipped, the boy takes care not to catch anyone else's eye and slinks his way to the door, slipping into the hated cold outside. He had to find Nils... 」
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:19 pm
The mage nearly fell backward. As he observed his older self bolt out the door, he called after the sage, "Good luck and good hunting!"
He adjusted his attention on Valter. "Nothing that I'd want you to do. Everyone else is out gathering supplies, I believe Tibarn already has the groups assembled. You could help them or you could take a break here."
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:22 pm
What was that all about? Valter wondered as the older version of Soren bolted past him.
"I'll just stay here. Walking for several days straight really wears a guy out."
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:27 pm
"I can figure. If you're tired, take a seat." The mage gestured blindly to one of the cushions or chairs. "I'll get you some tea. I think we still have some of the materials left over. Or would you rather have something else?"
Well, this is unnatural. I'm not normally so hospitable. But Valter is an old friend...
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:30 pm
Valter took Soren's suggestion and sat down on one of the many cusions in the room.
"You don't need to get me anything," the wyvern knight replied.
"I had some tea on the roof."
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:37 pm
"...You, uh. Never mind, I know you just have your ways."
The mage nodded. "I was taking inventory of the current supplies. I'll be back in...either a few minutes or a few hours." He headed back down the corridor to the storage room.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:38 pm
「+Must be off. Be safe, and good night. Both of you.+」
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:38 pm
"Alright. Have fun."
The moment the mage passed out of sight, Valter fell to the floor, asleep.
(G'night!)
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:47 pm
[[Be well, Master Sage.]]
Soren settled into the storage room. He allowed himself to synchronize with his surroundings, his energy signature evening out, before he knelt by the parchment and the bottle of ink on a low-lying shelf. He uncorked the bottle and returned to taking inventory.
More parchments, more discarded items, some trinkets her and there. Several coils of rope, buckets, rolls of cloth, tourniquets. Practice weapons. Heavy amounts of bottles of ink. Spare enchantment scrolls. A few forgotten books — tomes, blank journals, books that had been neglected to be entered into the library or were to shoddy to be.
The mage fingered one of the rope coils. He continued jotting notes and ticking off amounts, lost in his own blissful world, humming that galdr-like tune to himself...
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 7:37 pm
Walking around and rubbing her eyes, Fiora looked around, "Where is everyone..? Hello is anyone here...? I guess everyone is sleeping. Is there any food or must I go searching" Whisteling softly, Fiora called Snow. "Come on i'm sure your hungry, let's go searching for something to eat."
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 7:46 pm
Valter was dreaming about men dressed in green with lizard feet, a big, creepy hand, and star-like things for a head, who were all tangled in Christmas lights. They were chasing him through a dark street so they could caress him and take care of him. It was the most disgusting, horrifying, sickening nightmare of Valter's life. It was so frightening that he didn't even wake up when Fiora cam charging in.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:16 pm
Older Eliwood holds the key to all doors in Pherae...unforutnatlly FEFGA's house is barley outside of Pherae.....now eliwood crawls into a ball outside of the door....*KnOcK, kNoCk* no answer....brrr!
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 4:23 pm
「+ I'd let you in, but I'm off in the snow, myself! Dx +」
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