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 Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 12:27 am
((Aye, captain. It's getting too late for this and my mind is getting worse at processing. I'll edit my last post and it would be wonderful if you end it quick. I'm sure Tali should be able to pull that one off. XD))
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 12:29 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 12:32 am
-// Aww, that's too bad. Of course, I'll probably fall asleep in my chair soon, but hey. //-
Watching intently, as if observing two specimen in a labratory experiment, Kythe takes a bit more interest.
Well, then... I've pegged a victor, but it seems my supposed loser won't be going down without a struggle, if at all. Hm... interesting, interesting... The huge flames Kythe had been ignoring seem to have dissappeared, much to Kythe's relief. While he has no fear of fire, a certain unhappy soul with a disposition for pyromania lurks just below the surface, flourishing on the sight, sounds, smells, and--most importantly--heat, of fire. This soul is one he rathers to keep below the surface, as opposed to his own. Kythe adjusts his elbows, resting gently on his twin swords' cloth-wrapped grips, and crosses his right leg over his left, 'tapping' the air with the tip of his boot repeatedly as if it's the ground and he's moving to a tune. Blue electricity grabs Kythe's attention, leaving him to ponder if he shares elemental abilities with one of the two opponents.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 12:38 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 12:52 am
Tali just stands there, leg hovering in the air. Foot down, knee up, arms crossed. His coattails have fallen away, dangling behind him to show his pinstripe pants, looking no doubt rather expensive. The bottom hem of a matching vest can be seen underneath before his trenchcoat appears. This man isn't even dressed for battle. His fedora still firmly in place, he lowers his foot as the boy speaks. So, even he has a name.
His smile gone, Taliman furrows his brow into a narrowed stare. He looks more disappointed than anything at this moment. Indeed, he was not trying. His motives his own, he expected more from this child. Letting his arms fall from his sternum only to overlap eachother behind his waist, he steps past Xaith in time with his answer.
"I do."
A wary eye would see the animate sand from before reanimate, slowly creeping it's way back into the hole made when the tile it used to be was pulverized. Refilling the gap, the sandy rock reforms itself into the hardened featherstone that it was before. Wesley grants a brief glance toward the other boy, the one seated upon the barricade. The one who was staring at him before. Like Xaith, he doesn't come off as terribly threatening, but he could turn out to be in the future. As could Xaith, considering the way this scuffle has transpired.
However a battle goes, the Emperor greets it with open arms. The more he can know about a person here, the more prepared he is to face the man which many of them are likely to defend. This in mind, he says nothing else to either man, that sway in his hips returning and followed by his tail. His child is no doubt sound asleep, but he has a wife he wishes to see before returning to business as usual. Wes casually walks the entire way to the double-doors. As always, they open obediantly before him as he passes through, his life force moments later vanishing into the morning night.
<>
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 12:59 am
((Adios, Tali. Maybe again sometime when it's not so late.
I'm outtie. See ya 'round, Kythe.
Xaith just goes to his room. I don't have the energy to post it. XD))
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 1:25 am
-// Sleep well, Tali. Hasta luego, Xai. //-
Kythe returns the glance of the passing one for a moment of eye contact as he exits the dome. He then hops from the barricade, into a standing position, and facing the one who has identified himself as Xaith. Finally voicing his opinion, Kythe reacts to the short battle he's witnessed, thinking out loud as Xaith retires to his room:
"Well, that was interesting. If nothing else, I at least witnessed a few techniques to keep in mind."
Wishing not to re-trace his steps, Kythe's body and clothes--starting from his boots' soles and slowly rising--take on a gradually intensifying glow of cyan. As the glow reaches an intensity nearing white, the area glowing appears to flake into nothingness, similar to falling snow reaching it's snow-covered destination. This process takes about 30 seconds to complete, leaving behind nothing but a faint, fading energy signal and similarly fading scent.
-// Goodnight, Orion. //-
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 3:38 pm
((Nobody since last night? Sheesh...))
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 3:43 pm
((It happens like that alot. Few people like to be the first one to post for some reason.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 3:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 3:51 pm
<~>Irritating is a better word.<~>
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 3:55 pm
((*poke the offline image on above last post.* Umm I'm here.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 3:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 4:00 pm
((I hate it when that happens.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 4:05 pm
((*wonders if the rping should begin.* I kind feel like playing my new character again. She's fun.))
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