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 Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 4:49 pm
"..Elva!" Raine took a step back as she fell to the ground and flashed out her whip. Raising three fingers over her lips, Sheiro looked down at Violent, a great amount of concern in her eyes. "Come now..." She whispered gently. All sense of demonic aura seemed to have evaporated from her body. "I won't.. hurt you...."
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 5:39 pm
Elva's gaze didn't even lift. Hearing the words fall from her sister's mouth, another tear strolled down from her face as she, for a moment stayed on guard, her whip still out in front of her. Her hands continued to shake but soon ceased as she let out of her whip, throwing it to the side.
For a couple minutes, there was silence as Violent stayed on the ground. However, after a minute or so, she picked herself up, and stared into her sister's eyes, sorrow buried in them. "...Shiero... you-you tried to kill me-" Another tear down from her eye as she took yet another step backl she didn't know what to expect.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 6:15 pm
"Elva.." She spoke her name slowly before allowing a frustrated sigh pass her lips. "..So did you....." She whispered softly, staring into her sister's terrified eyes. Allowing her eyes to drift to her staff, Raine lowered to her knees and placed the weapon on the ground before standing back up again. "In mother's name... I swear I will not harm you again.." she began, "even if it costs me my life..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 7:02 pm
Hearing her sister's words, Elva let out a weak smile, taking a step forward as she gaze upon her sister, wiping away the tears from her eyes. "You promise..." She began, a bit still on guard. Unclenching her fists, the shaking in her hands now completely gone, as she let out a long sigh...
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 7:11 pm
A smile crawled across Raine face as she nodded. "Promise." She swore, holding out both her hands to hug her sister tightly... As long as she was okay with it that is.. If it were her, she wouldn't have even come close to the individual whom tried to kill her. Family or not, it did not matter... Durithill, on the other hand, was a different matter.
The two shallow scars still rested below her right eye, they stayed with her in every form and shape she shifted, like Durithill promised they would..
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 5:06 am
It took a while for Violent to be absolutely sure that she could trust her sister. A weak smile rested on her face as she slowly took a step forward. Then another, until she wrapped her hands around her sister into a warm hug. A tears ran down her cheek as she gently closed her eyes, muttering the best she could. "...I-Im sorry..." She spoke with a tear in her eye. In her heart she truely hoped that this wasn't a trick.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 5:11 pm
Once Elva had trusted a sister enough for an embrace, Raine wrapped her arms around the broad of her back near her shoulders and gave her a tight squeeze, holding her in the same position with an exhale of relief.
Shiero was shaking slightly. A mix of fear and excitement at once. She feared that Elva would suddenly turn on her and stab her or pull away at any moment in rage... but on the other hand, she was excited. She was excited that her sister, the remaining flesh and blood of their family line finally let her in..
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 5:13 pm
"Look at that? It looks almost like you never hated each other. And all it took was a near death experiance." Durithill joked. "Well, for one of you at least."
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Durithill the Black Blade Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:31 pm
((good night, I leave for a few days and you get this far? Maybe I should drop out since I'm not accomplishing anything. Oh, and btw, who is the antagonist in this thing?))
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 7:57 pm
((Relax. Maybe if you simply asked someone what has happened, they would kindly tell you. The antagonist is Durimiros, Durithill's father. I'm surprised you didn't know that already....
Instead of flipping out, maybe you should try doing something about it. Maybe inform someone before leaving for weeks on end.
Have a nice day.
- S. Seraph.))
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 9:15 pm
((well sorry for leaving this oh so important thread. I should of told my grandmother to die on another day so I could have spent last weekend online.
and btw, how exactly is Durimos supposed to come back? I've asked Durithill about it and he has no idea where this is going in the big picture))
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 7:13 am
((I'm still figuring things out... It doesn't have a definate plot like Tears, but I kind of make it depending on what happens. Soory about your Grandma by the way... One of mine died two days after 7/11 (the original one).))
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Durithill the Black Blade Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 10:39 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:59 pm
((Pardon my language..
But holy s**t. Stop being such a tart. How are we supposed to know about your grandmother passing away? Stop having such a hissyfit.
And I apologize Durithill, if I'm driving someone/people away from your guild at the moment...
But if it wasn't all important to you, why are you here? You've only posted like..a couple of times...
Take a ******** chillpill.
At least it's moving. We're not gunna wait around for you to show up to post. And may your grandmother rest in peace...
Feel free to kick out of the guild if you want, Durithill.. after those last two posts, I'm already sick of it.
This is wierd... It's allowing me to edit your posts...
-Durithill the Black Blade))
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Durithill the Black Blade Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 1:15 pm
((9/11. I was in school, I wasn't thinking clearly... And just stop getting angry with people. Yell at the screen instead, then throw a shooken up can of soda into the street.))
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