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 Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 8:57 am
 "What the ********?!" A voice shouted out from the tavern. Suddenly, the tavern's back door was shot opened with a loud bang. Coming out of the Duke's Head was Rajin wearing a dirty apron. Rajin let out a growl. "Okay, which one of you bastards cause this s**t?!"
Now where had that tiger been after the failed rescue mission from the castle and during the execution? Well, Rajin had been hiding low again to avoid the soldiers from capturing him. It was bad enough he had to stay low profile away from the registration law, but after causing a ruckus in the castle was worse. It was a good thing he was in his laguz form during that failed mission, making him unable to be identified... Unless of course that old man Hawk King told the soldiers about him. But now that the old goat Rogvald was gone and the laws had been lifted, Rajin could easily roamed the city with ease. However, he still had to work part time to earn some cash till his next assignment from the auditor came.
After hearing the tree falling and seeing the branches crashing through the window, scaring the cooks out of their wits and sending glass shards into the meals, Rajin went outside to see who caused the damage. Sure, the tavern's paint had been scraped by the tree branches, but it could easily be taken care by placing a new coat of paint. However, someone had to pay the damage to the window. Not to mention, someone owed Helen an apology for damaging the property and probably scared her customers and employees. It would be bad business for her if things were not under control.
As Rajin looked around, he spotted a shady man nearby the tree stump. Although that man looked weak and he didn't carry any weapons in his hands, the tiger could smell the scent of wood from his hands. So that b*****d was the one who did it! How did that weakling manage to make the tree fell? He did not know, but he was not going to have his paycheck cut just to have the window fixed.
"YOU!" Rajin snarled as he pointed his finger at Lance. He pulled the apron off of him before marching toward the shady man. Rajin cracked his knuckles. "You owe Ma an apology for scaring her customers and some money for damaging her property."
If that b*****d tried to runaway without paying the damage and giving Helen an apology, Rajin would chase him down in his laguz form. Even though the tiger wanted to beat the living s**t out of him, he knew that Helen wouldn't be pleased if he did so. So he would restrain his actions at the moment... That was if that b*****d was trying to do something scam or rude.
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 10:11 am
I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing. . . . With a broken heart
That's still beating. . . .  ~Ninian~xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAfter the battle in the night, Ninian had fled; rather, the woman who was not Ninian forced the dancer’s consciousness back into sleep and left the battlefield. She knew that Rath would be executed the next day, but tonight—for tonight, it was too much. Seeing Roy, having the boy that close to her . . . it brought out Ninian like nothing else had. And she couldn’t let that happen.
And so she left, returning to Eyris the next day, for the first time in months, to watch the execution, to watch it fail.
She watched as the ‘resistance,’ the guild members attacked, fighting to protect their captain. She watched Rogvald scream, screeching his dismay, crying for the deaths of the guild members. She watched as Nino returned.
She listened, too. Listened to Rogvald’s cries, his foolish words. Listened to what the guild members had to say.
She listened, and heard when Nino said she’d been back to Elibe. And that was it.
Ninian was suddenly very there, and she was not idly watching, as the unnamed woman had been. Ninian heard the word Elibe, repeated the sage’s words to herself, and realized, If Nino can go back to Elibe, then that means there’s a way for me to return! I can see Lord Eliwood again!!
Rogvald attacked the prince, all reason gone. As the guild rushed to save the prince, getting attacked in turn, they didn’t notice the hidden woman collapse, half of her fighting to get to Nino, to make the sage tell her how to cross back through the Door, the other half struggling to stay there. In that moment, the unnamed woman realized how different she was from Ninian, how separate they were.
And she began to hate the dancer she’d started to care for.
The battle raged on, and so did the battle inside Ninian’s body. Ninian knew that Roy was down there, too; she could see him, and that only made her fight harder. Her other self fought back. Ninian’s leg flung out, and her arm moved to hold it back. She stood there, half standing, half falling, twitching, as if she was having a seizure. But Ninian, while she had the will, did not have the mental strength the unnamed woman did, and after a while longer, she finally gave in. Her body ceased to move, except for its heavy breathing.
It was then, as she admitted defeat, that Ninian realized that she wasn’t mad, wasn’t crazy or ill; there was another person inside her body. They were the cause of her black-outs, of her suddenly waking up in unfamiliar places. Maybe they—she?—was even the cause of her memory loss as well.
She also realized that she was afraid of this other self. What had they done with her body, while posing as her, over the past few months? No, it had been over a year now—what had happened to her in that time? Had this other self—dragon gods, had this other self done something to her friends, her family? What if she had made them hate Ninian, made them go away, never want to see her again?
What if—oh, goddess, what if she had killed someone?
She had seen Roy in the battle, and she remembered him and FD being there in the battle the night before, but where was Nils? Or Sue? Or Blossom, Amelia, any of the other hostesses?
And what if this was all her fault? Hers, Ninian’s, for being so weak, so pathetic that she saw a dark figure in the shadows of the fire, immediately thought it was Nergal come to find her, and fled? The black-outs, the memory loss had started after that—was that all her fault?
Oh, no.
The other self was indifferent to Ninian’s plight, concentrating on breathing and listening to what was going on around them, around her. The other battle was winding down now. Rogvald was dead, much to her delight. She frowned seeing Roy alive and well—she had wished him injured last night, but now—he was the cause, or one of the causes, of Ninian’s suffering, part of why she had lost control over Ninian. Now, now she wanted him dead. Any threat to Ninian must be eliminated. Any threat to her safety—to their safety, hers and Ninian’s—must be disposed of.
“We have to clean up and prepare for yet another battle,” she heard Nino say.
Yes, she thought. I must prepare. Prepare to kill Roy.
She knew it would kill Ninian if Roy was dead, so it had to be either an accident, or Roy had to attack her. To accomplish either would take a miracle, but she would do it.
No—not kill Roy, just—take him away from Ninian. Forever. She must not be allowed to see any of her family or her so-called friends ever again.
She rose, fully in control now, not noticing Ninian crying silently, not realizing that Ninian had heard every word, every thought. War was coming to Learania, the dancer knew. She wanted to stay, to fight with the knowledge she’d gained during the previous night’s battle: how to wield Briseschal, to turn it into that deadly bladelike form and attack her enemies to protect her son and brother. She also knew that she could not; she was not strong enough to shove this other being aside and stand on her own, not yet. This other self would take them both out of Eyris, probably back into the woods at the foot of the mountains, if not up into the mountains themselves.
She had to warn Roy of the danger that awaited him if he, or anyone else, tried to see her, find her. But how? There was no way she could overtake her other self and still have the strength to go to Roy and tell him in person; besides, he’d only try to protect her, and there was nothing he could do. She had to best this other self on her own, if only to prove to herself that she could, that she was not weak.
Mentally, she took a breath, steeling herself for what she was about to do. As this other self began to walk away from the city, Ninian slammed all of her will into her, forcing the unnamed woman back in a blow that knocked her unconscious. Quickly, Ninian built a wall around the other self, sealing her in a prison like she had been sealed. Now Ninian was in control of her body; Ninian raced down the streets of Eyris, carefully avoiding the one she knew Roy’s house was on, shaking and sweating with the effort of keeping those shields, those walls up. As quickly as she could, she made her way back to the castle, found paper and something to write with.
Roy, she wrote, her words messy, barely legible:
I’m sorry I’ve been acting so strangely for the past year; I haven’t been myself. I don’t have time to explain, but know that I love you, and I’m sorry. I am going away again, and please—don’t try to find me. It will only hurt us both.
Tell Nils and FD I love them, and I'm sorry.
Please don’t worry; I am safe, I will be safe.
I’m sorry. I love you.
Ninian Your Mother
She folded the parchment and wrote Roy’s name on the outside. She returned to the streets of Eyris, her strength nearly gone. She made her way to Roy's house; fortunately, he was not there. She shoved the letter under the door, after making sure no one was watching her. She scurried away, returning to the place she had been, before she had done this. With one last glance toward Roy's house—and a prayer that her son would find her letter—she let the shields collapse, let the walls fall, save for one she built around herself, hiding her thoughts from this other self.
The other self woke, feeling winded and lightheaded, but did not notice anything immediately wrong. She felt as if she’d run a long way, but surely she’d just blinked, feeling the effects of her mental battle, perhaps only swayed a bit. And Ninian was still there, crying, though she could not tell why.
Sleep, she ordered Ninian, pushing the dancer back into unconsciousness. Ninian slept, and the nameless woman walked out of the city, heading for the forest, Briseschal in hand.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx. . . or am I? What would it take
to make you see
that I'm alive? [[Yick, sorry for the ridiculously long post, but I had a lot to catch up on. ^^;; ]]
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 11:19 am
I don't have much to fight for... +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- <Rahkain>
+-Ranger And Shopkeeper of Various Things-+
+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- Rahkain smiled as Leon explained what the strange item was and that he'd wanted it. He asked him about a price. How can he charge his good friend for something? "Um... Heh let me see. It looks pretty useless to me." He winked. "Hmm... You can have it for 500g," he said with a shrug.
Leon explained he was to stay behind and protect the city. This was good... That meant he didn't have to worry about him. Why is it that I'd worry about him anyways? It's odd to have friends, isn't it...
"Rahkain. ...are ya gonna brave the war with me, then?"And what a question that was. He would love to fight alongside Leon again... That was actually a lot of fun. But... There were going to be Mordachean soldiers. Even though he had left Mordache... Even though he hated that place... He wasn't sure he could fight against them. How could he answer him without telling him where he had come from?
"I really want to say I would fight with you." He answered after a silence. "It felt great to fight alongside you. Look at you now, though. You're this uh... Watch member. You're all important. What place in a war does a shop keeper have anyhow... I'd get in the way." He gave him a grin and looked away briefly. "I uh..."
It was reevaluation time. This is my new home... Why can't I fight for it? Even if I was born in that place... I hated it... I'm sorry but... Everything about Mordache sucks. Maybe if I knew he'd support me...
"I left Mordache." He said simply, not looking at him. "Those people are gonna be there. I probably won't know any of them... But they'll be there. Would you want me at your side still knowing that?"
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But what I do have I will kill for...
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 5:40 am
You know I can't slow down...
I can't hold back...
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Lance cringed at the opening of a door, and the sudden yelling of a male voice. Che. Seemed like the proprietor of the place got upset. Lance wasn't exactly surprised, but it did mess with his happy mood. He hadn't turned around yet, so he hadn't shown his happy face, so he instantly turned his expression into a shocked one, before turning. "W-what?! Me?! I've done nothing! What makes-..."
After seeing the quite burly build of the voice, Lance suppressed an 'eep' and continued. "...you think that I had anything to do with this! Look, look at these scrapes!" Lance brought up his elbows, showing the scratches he got from barely avoiding the branches. "Heck, I had to dive out of the way to avoid the tree from crushing myself, what point would there be to any of this if I got injured too! I'm a victim here!"
Of course, he knew it was his fault, but he wasn't giving anything away with his performance, and the laguz had nothing on him, except for circumstantial evidence. Lance wasn't worried in the least bit.
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Though you know, I wish, I could...
You know there ain't no rest for the wicked... Until we close our eyes for good...
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 10:02 am
Rajin let out a low growl and his tail twitched as the fellow rambled on and on about being nearly crushed by a tree. Sure, he could see the scrapes on the elbow as well as the smell of dirt and grass on him. However, he could still smell the wood on that b*****d's hands as well as his scent on the tree. There was no way that tree would have fallen on its own. He heard a loud explosion earlier. He didn't smell gunpowder in the air, so it couldn't be some sort of bomb. In addition, there was no way it could be fire or lightning magic mumbo jumbo. It would have left a scent of burn on the tree. However, there was no burn marks on the tree or smell of burnt wood. Air magic, he wasn't sure. He was not a magic unit and he didn't want to deal with it either. Those beorc who used magic were weaklings to fight bare handed.
Although he had no idea what caused the tree to fall, it didn't mean that the scrawny fellow could get away from it. After all, he heard that guy chirping in happiness earlier. Laguz’s sense of hearing was sensitive than the beorc’s. He heard that b*****d said something about power, giggling, and tree. So whatever that guy was happy about, it must have something to do with the tree.
The Trickster was right about the circumstantial evidence. It could be anyone else who might have caused the explosion and made the tree fallen. With no solid concrete evidence around, it could be that the fellow was the victim. However, the tiger was not the uphold law and justice type of citizen like the paladin or the Watchmen. Rajin was more of “pulverizing the b*****d first and ask questions later” type of fellow. Good luck dealing with that.
“You little s**t piece of dirt!” Rajin growled in anger as he grabbed the b*****d’s shirt and pulled him close. His fang was exposed as his other hand formed into a fist. For some odd reason, that fellow looked vaguely familiar to him. Did he meet that b*****d somewhere? The tiger couldn’t remember where, but he had an odd feeling he did… Nah, it must be his imagination. “Don’t try to act all innocent on me! I can smell a mile away that this was your doing! I don’t know how or why you did it, but you’re going to pay for damaging Ma’s property!”
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 11:03 am
 Huh... he thought he cleaned up his house yesterday. And yet, it was just as messy as it was the day before. The cat pondered for a moment, trying to remember what he did yesterday while everyone was off saving the nomad.
Cue flashback.
"Hmm... I should probably clean up my house a bit. Looks like someone spammed Tornado in here." the cat said quietly to himself as he looked at his messy living quarters. Papers everywhere, trash bags piling up in the corner, unwashed dishes, laundry dirty, messy hair... how could he live like this?
He searched for a broom, and after finding one under a pile of flat cardboard boxes (he had an odd taste for cardboard. They make great makeshift homes if you have enough of them), and as he took hold of the broom handle, he caught sight of a small black bag resting on the ground, also formerly buried under the cardboard.
"What's this, nya?" he wondered, also taking the small bag into his hand.
It felt... incredibly light. And squishy. Powder, perhaps? He opened the bag and took a whiff. And everything after that was a blur of colors and talking inanimate objects.
"Oh yeah... that's right. I know why I didn't finish cleaning up the house... because I got high." he said, chuckling a little.
Ah... it was a good stash too. He didn't have any regrets about it. Though... his place was still a mess.
About an hour later, the place was cleaned up. The laundry was hanging to dry, the trash bags were taken to the corner of the street for pickup, the papers organized, the dishes washed and put away. And all the while, he was humming a tune he didn't recall ever learning and making up lyrics as he went along. He glanced up at the sky. Oh shoot, it was almost time to go to work.
Sunil threw on his work apron after throwing off his jacket to make a new clothes pile (he should really invest in a clothesbasket, you know?) before he darted out of the house. Probably after work, he could leave some windows open to air out the house.
As he went across town, he passed by the tavern that Rajin worked at. Seemed like a tree had fallen over, and the tiger was getting angry at some bum in dark clothes, even threatening a fight.
"Yo, Tigerman. What happened?" the cat asked his friend as he got closer to inspect the damage.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 2:44 pm
"So..."
It was some setting in which Gale had proposed to meet Vaida. The writer here couldn't be assed to think of something, but I'm sure Gale's writer and Vaida's writer could BS something that would make sense with as little exposition as possible.
That break of the fourth wall aside, Gale knew he was insane for agreeing to meet Vaida again. But insane was just the way he liked it. The bandages over his previous wound (which, in all fairness, wouldn't even exist if Blossom hadn't intervened) were clearly visible underneath his clothes, and there was a slight wince of pain with every step he took. He could block out the pain, though, in order to do what needed to be done. And right now, that was a meeting with Vaida, who was now beside him.
"I'm sure you're aware I lack a wyvern at this point. As much as I love running around on foot swinging a sword around..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 3:16 pm
You know I can't slow down...
I can't hold back...
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"What are you talking about, man! You're making up some story in your head and deciding it as the truth! What would the point of damaging property be?! And it just isn't possible to make a tree fall over just like that!"
Lance was half-yelling at the burly man, not understanding the logic he was spewing. "Wait...you're not one of those scammers, are you?! The kind of people that jump in front of a politician's carriage ride so they can blackmail them so their reputation won't get tarnished, is that it?! You rigged that tree so that you could squeeze money from some unfortunate passerby!"
Then Lance's skin went bleak and colorless. Wait...I know that face... For a moment the thought, before his eyes widened. "No...I remember you. You're that laguz that nearly raped that poor man during Valentine's! I know what you're playing at! You're gonna force me to come along, then ravage me in a solitary room at some place!"
Lance was really yelling now, to really get attention from people. When a tinier cat came onto the scene, Lance panicked. Gang rape?! No no no! I'll have none of that!
Pulling his arms in, he slipped into his top, before he wrangled himself out of it, leaving the man only with the piece of clothing, while Lance ended up barechested. He quickly turned around and zipped away from the location, out onto the street through an alley. As he got out, he started yelling at the top of his lungs, his eyes filled with fear. "Help! Help! A giant laguz and a midget one are trying to rape me! Someone! Please help!"
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Though you know, I wish, I could...
You know there ain't no rest for the wicked... Until we close our eyes for good...
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 4:10 pm
((Wow... I was expecting something about the failed rescue mission from the castle, but not this. LOL XD))"Oh yeah, like a tree exploded itself and fell down! Don't try to play game with me!" Rajin growled at scrawny man. Just then, that b*****d started talking s**t about scammers and swindlers. What the hell was that b*****d talking about? Either that explosion that guy placed made him lost some few brain cells or tried to make himself as the victim from him. Well, it wasn't going to work on this tiger. He could tell it was from him. There was no way that b*****d could pretend that he didn't-
"No...I remember you. You're that laguz that nearly raped that poor man during Valentine's! I know what you're playing at! You're gonna force me to come along, then ravage me in a solitary room at some place!"
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... Aw, HELL NO!
"You ******** b*****d!" Rajin roared in anger as he threw Lance down to the ground hard. He thought that guy was loosing his mind from the explosion, but this? What sort of ******** lies was that idiot spewing about? It was too bad that the tiger's memory was rigged by stupid cupid during Valentine's. So not only was that human tried to lie his way about damaging Helen's property, but now he was ******** messing with the tiger. That's it! This ******** was going to get one hell of a-
"Yo, Tigerman. What happened?"
Rajin looked up to see the cat he ran into a couple of times. Where did that cat came from? Probably he was too busy dealing with the human to notice. The tiger let out a growl as he held tight to the b*****d's shirt.
"This ******** is trying to get away for ******** damaging my friend's property. Not to mention, talk s**t about me! I'm going teach this ******** a les-"
Suddenly, he felt something odd when he was holding the b*****d's shirt. When the tiger looked down, all he saw was nothing but a piece of cloth in his hand. It was then that his ears twitched when he heard that ******** running and screaming. Anger suddenly rose up to the next level as Rajin dropped the cloth and begun chasing the human.
"YOU s**t TARD!! WHEN I GET MY ******** HANDS ON YOU, I'M GOING MAKE YOUR LIFE A ******** LIVING HELL!!" Rajin roared at that b*****d before transforming into his other form. Citizens let out screams of terror as they saw a tiger roaming down the street, chasing after the b*****d. He didn't care if he were to beat the s**t out of Lance and returned back to Duke's Head with his unconscious beaten body. All he knew was that no one tried to pull s**t at him and get away from it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 5:52 pm
Tigerman didn't seem too pleased to see Sunil. Not to mention, there was some person the tiger was too busy to deal with. Who... snuck out of the tiger's grasp, shouting something about the tiger being a rapist (and poor Sunil was called one too... he was just an innocent bystander! D: ) after leaving his shirt behind.
Yeah... the tiger's the rapist. Who's the idiot who's stripping in public and attempting to streak, only making him a target for people like that?
The tiger then got even more angry, and then, despite the silent law amongst Laguz to not transform in public, did so before he darted after the Trickster. The cat watched with intrigue, then got a comical image in his head of the tiger chasing the Beorc all over town, sometimes even heading down the wrong way a few times before finding the man again and the chase continuing.
"It'd be pretty fun to watch those two, since it seems interesting, but I'm gonna be late for work at this rate, nya." he said to no one in particular (not like there was anyone nearby. The only people that were within hearing distance of him already started chasing each other).
Sunil then chuckled to himself as he went on his way, taking a shortcut through the area. All the while, he hummed a catchy tune that he could easily imagine playing while Rajin chased after Lance. He wouldn't be all that surprised if they crossed paths again on the way to work.
And so he was on his own again, just walking... walking... just walking along. Humming some Yakkity Sax... whatever that was.((Feel free to interact with Sunil. 3nodding ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 6:06 pm
 Clara RisnaClara had been getting a few things for herself. The house was needing some food. Her and Derrin made sure the mess that had happened was over before they got back home.
She was on her way when she saw Sunil walk by. She stopped. Clara saw the cat ears that was on his head. He was a beast Laguz if she remembered what Rajin had told her about Laguz. She turned around and started following him hoping to catch up. She wanted to know about this one.
"I must know more about this Laguz," She said to herself. She was one curious girl. Try to lay a hand on the things I care about......I'll take you down before you know it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 6:34 pm
"I can't believe you just pretty much jumped that guy at the bar."
Iris casually averted her gaze as she trotted down the streets, the visible-only-to-her ethereal form of her sister pacing along beside her. Adele was not happy at her sister's latest stunt, and if anyone else could have heard her protests earlier they would have fled for their lives. But, oh, Adele was working on that. She knew ghosts could manipulate tangible objects if they worked hard enough at it. And talk, and even be seen! Iris would certainly be in for it when she figured out how to do that.
"Hello?!" Adele screamed. "I know you can hear me! Don't act like you can't!"
Iris continued to ignore her. Adele growled.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves," she quietly spoke.
"Hm," Iris responded simply.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves," Adele began singing. "Everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves!"
Iris kept walking, though an increasing level of anxiety could be seen in her facial expression.
"Yes, on everybody's nerves, I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, and this is how it goes..." Adele's singing voice was torture enough.
"Please stop," Iris murmured.
Adele's voice grew louder. "I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves! I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES, AND THIS IS HOW IT GOES! I KNOW A SONG THAT--"
Iris snapped. "WOULD YOU PLEASE SILENCE THAT INFERNAL RACKET!" she screamed. "I swear, the worst torture anyone could ever have is to be stuck with you!"
Adele gestured to a cat laguz and another woman standing extremely close by and snickered. Iris glanced over, and her face immediately became red as the two took notice of her screaming.
"I hate you," Iris muttered.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 7:37 pm
 After the 15th repeat of humming the song, Sunil got rather bored with it. He wondered how it even got into his head, especially considering that he had never even heard that song before. Like... seriously. You ever wonder how you know something even though you've never learned it or came across it before in your life? Yeah, he's been having a lot of those moments.
It was not long before he noticed that he was being tailed (... no, they didn't grab him by the tail... yet). Some purple-haired Beorc with a ponytail had been following him for some time. What did she want? Was she... oh gods was she a stalker?! Sure, it was near Halloween and all, but what if she was like... one of those serial killers that stalked their next victim?
He tried to play it cool. Maybe he could lose that Beorc around the corner. She hadn't seen his face yet, right? He could probably be safe. No, he had to be safe. He was fast enough. He could totally outrun her. Hell, if she went after him, he could probably just set up a trap and stop her from completing whatever devious plan she had. Was he sweating? Was he trembling? OH GODS COULD SHE SEE RIGHT THROUGH HIM AND SEE HIM FLIPPING OUT ON THE INSIDE?! WAHHHHHHHHHH!
And then, someone shrieked."WOULD YOU PLEASE SILENCE THAT INFERNAL RACKET!"The sheer surprise of it, plus the paranoia of being followed by someone he had never seen before, plus the instant thought that ran through his mind Did... did she just read my thoughts?! was overwhelming for him. All that just made him scream out loud. A... rather girly scream. Very unfitting for someone like him.
... Well, that was embarrassing.
He looked away, his face a little red from embarrassment. But then he looked back at the girl who shrieked first and gave a shaky chuckle.
"Eheheh...ha..." he looked really embarrassed now. In fact, he wanted to go cry because he was so embarrassed. But crying in public in front of a bunch of people would only shatter what was left of his pride, so he ran off.
If they ran quickly, they could probably catch up to him.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 7:50 pm
Clara RisnaClara had smiled a bit more as she got a little closer to Sunil when she got surprised. A woman randomly yelled and then came a girly scream. Not from her though, it came from the cat.
"Oh my..." She said with a frown. Clara saw that the cat was very embarssed. In fact he started running away. She gasped a little bit and then ran after him. She wasn't wearing her weights so her speed was at her best.
"Wait up Kitty Cat Man!" She yelled as she followed Sunil. Try to lay a hand on the things I care about......I'll take you down before you know it.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 12:32 pm
xxxxx"If you're worried about surviving, xxxxxxxyou can worry about it after you're dead!"
"The wyvern riders of Bern sit atop the heap of all other forces on the continent!" xxxxx "You will see our power soon!"
 "So what..." Vaida scoffed. "You expect me to just give you one?! What, you think I run a wyvern adoption service?! I don't have any spare mounts I can just let yo have! I give you one and another soldier lacks one! WHAT KIND OF OPERATION DO YOU THINK I'M RUNNING?!" Vaida jerked her head away as if snubbing him off. "Pheh! Infuriating. I'd expect the likes of you, considering where you are from, to know better. It works the same here as it does in Bern! If you want a wyvern you must tame one for yourself! Besides... none of the wyverns here are suitable for you."
Vaida clapped her hands together and a loud band rang throughout the room. "ZEISS! Get over here!" She only called out to him because she knew he was nearby. Ever since he started to be around Mihira, Vaida was making sure to keep an eye on him. While the rider finished what he was doing, Vaida focused back to Gale. "The mountains are where the wyverns breed. In this world, there are several types of wyverns. In this country, we ride the common species, but there's also the rare serpent-like species that Valter rides. Of the common wyvern, we have three distinct types. There's the light colored, or 'white' wyvern, who are considered by many as the runts of the liter. The truth is that this type is the fastest and strangely has a higher resistance to magic. Next, there's the the ones with red coloring, known obvious as the 'red' wyvern. This type is used by most troops for its balance that focuses on power. Finally, there's the dark colored, otherwise referred as 'black' wyvern, who are the rarest and considered to be the alfa-dragon by the other two types. They are typically the largest and slowest, but also have the thickest hides and most strength. That, Gale, is your type!"
By the time Vaida finishing her lecture that I put in to sound cool and smart even if it's considered bullshit, Zeiss had arrived and presented himself. "You will go to the eastern mountains and tame your own black wyvern. Zeiss here will be escorting civilians and you will accompany him so that you can find the caves, yourself. Once you arrive, you will enter on your own and rely only on yourself. The black wyverns dwell far deeper than the others. It could take you a few days just to find one." She grinned and then turned back around. "If you have business to do, do it now! Zeiss will be departing with the rest of the group in half an hour, whether you are present or not. Then again, you could always just, as you said, run around on foot, swinging a sword around... it's your choice."
 W y v e r n L o r d V a i d a* (No idea if I'm still puppeting Zeiss for you, nometal. Cut me off whenever.)
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