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 Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 12:25 pm
"That is not what I meant." Caleb said, coming back to his feet. "I meant I am sure he wants to...Devour myself." Caleb had to force the last 2 words out.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 12:27 pm
Moé nodded.
"He threatened Montblanc with it once, and Montblanc feigned homosexual attraction, so Azrael doesn't explicitly say 'I'll eat you' anymore."
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 12:38 pm
"...I do not believe that would work with myself." Caleb replied, looking at the fire briefly. "....I need to be going now." Caleb turned and the slightly heavy sounding boots became softer and softer as he went down into his study.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 12:40 pm
Moé nodded again.
"I'll be here if you need me," she called out.
Curiously, against her oath, she entered a portal to see how Ann was doing.
Ann was there, with her Fenrir scissors about to gulp her throat, by her own hand.
"Ann!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 12:53 pm
Caleb buried himself into one of the many tomes that laid scattered in the study. Silently reading with a few dim candles about. Occasionally needing to push the fake beard off of the page, turning the page, and moving his head, he did not move other than those 3 movements. He became at ease and concentrated, trying to fight off the paranoia that tried to creep onto him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 12:56 pm
Moé and Kokopelli had steadied Ann's limbs.
"The fire," Ann said, "is so beautiful...!"
"She's had a nightmare," Moé said. "Azrael must be sending it to her mind."
"The wolf hurts my eyes. Give me a sheep to saaaacriiiifiiiiiice..."
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 1:29 pm
Caleb, once again, was in his solitude world. Not noticing his students disappearance, he read. A note made there, a correction here, Caleb locked himself from the world above him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 1:33 pm
Ann was writhing, and screaming obscenities not heard since the premiere of The Exorcist.
"Well," Moé said, "Do something to calm her down."
Kokopelli put an exorcism slip on her head.
But that didn't work.
"Something ELSE!"
He took two gloved fingers-- index and thumb--, and pinched Ann's cheek.
that didn't work either.
"Damn!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 1:41 pm
Seeming all at once, the candles, too low to be even called stumps, snuffed themselves. Caleb placed the book down and checked the hidden inside pockets of the coat, finding only a empty book of matches. Standing, he walked back up the stairs, searching for another book, finding none. He noted that his student had disappeared as well.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 1:45 pm
Ann, bended over as if she was a weakly-controlled puppet, opened a very blippy portal to Caleb, and, upon arriving, took out her scissors.
"Yooooou'rrrre deeeeeeaaaaad."
She hiccuped, returning to her normal voice.
"Please don't let this blade cut your string, Mr. Crowhart!"
She then quickly returned again to evil, lunging forward.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 1:53 pm
Caleb startled, he glided backwards on his boots. Weaponless, he could only be on the defensive. "What is wrong with her?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 1:58 pm
Ann threw a blade at his feet.
"FIGHT ME, YOU SAD SON OF A BIIIIITCH!"
She put the scissors in her mouth, and went on all fours, like some sort of manic animal.
Moé and Kokopelli came out of the portal.
"Sir! She's being possessed by her father! And Kokopelli can't--"
Ann reached up and kicked Moé in the face, scratching her with her toenails.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 2:06 pm
Caleb now was in the front entrance. Caleb, desperate, needed a weapon, looking up at his room. He dashed up the stairs, loud thumping from the boots as he ran up and went into his room. Quickly opening a drawer, and withdrawing several bottles filled with pastel colors were taken into his hands.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 2:09 pm
Ann followed him, climbing on the ceiling.
"COOOOOME BACCCCK, JIN-IN-TRAINING! DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE."
There were obscenities listed throughout, but I'd rather not say them here.
Kokopelli, however, was tending to Moé's wounds, and was using some sort of natural salve to help seal the cuts.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 2:16 pm
"...You son of b***h." A light blue philter left his hand to the ceiling. Breaking, the ceiling froze. A soft yellow potion now was in his right hand.
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