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High-functioning Bibliophile
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 Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 11:46 am
"No, I haven't been..." she says then, after a pause, says, "I feel that there may be a disaster on it's way here. I'm going to my other form to figure it out."
Aurora then disappears, turning into vapor and evaporating away.
((OOC: Her elemental form makes her into water. That's why Lily's power over water puts Aurora at a LARGE disadvantage. Anyways, she has turned into water and is going with the water in the air to figure out what is going on.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 9:23 pm
"A disaster?" Lael says. "That doesn't bode well. What do you think she means? Another snow storm?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 8:25 pm
"She may," Darian said, "But something tells me it's a little more ominous than that. Maybe I'm just paranoid."
"With you that's a distinct possibility," Nathan laughed, trying to hide the fact that he was sure Darian was right.
"Let's just hope it's another snow storm, and until we find out try to go about things as normally as possible," Lily said firmly, a surprising amount of authority in her voice considering she was one of the two youngest in the room.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 5:34 pm
Lael frowns, worried. "I get the feeling that you may be right, Darian." Forcing a smile she continues, "But in the mean time Lily it right. There's nothing we can do with the information we've got, and worrying will only make us create demons that aren't really there. No offense, Nathan."
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 6:38 pm
A being comes down the stairs, his right hand scratching his neck. His tawny hair is in a mess, but he somehow he is able to walk down the stairs. His natural habit has made his footsteps quiet as he descends, though he stumbles at the bottom of the stairs.
He walks over to the reception area and, not even opening his ears up for other beings, finds a chair to sit in. Once he finds one, he collapses into it. He lays an arm over his eyes, not fully awake yet.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 6:10 pm
"None taken," Nathan said with a nonchalant wave of his hand. "Trust me, that's the least offensive of human expressions involving demons." He saw Westley come down the stairs but noticed, more from the young man's appearance than any use of telepathy, that he was tired, and so decided against approaching him.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 12:48 pm
Lael smiles. "Well, you demons do have a reputation, as do humans. I'll steer clear of any of the really mean sayings, okay?" she says, a hint of laughter in her voice.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 1:51 pm
Lying on the couch in the reception area, a small sound comes to the tawny-haired young-man's ears. His ears twitch, even though he is in human form. Sitting up though his eyes are still closed, Westley tries to focus his hearing. He catches the sound, focuses on it, and heads towards the sound. He knows a few things dealing with this sound: it is from a being (not a machine or the building or nature), and it's on the main floor. ((OOC: Westley's going to find Crisa, bio as below. I will update Westley's entry [into the profiles] to put Crisa's in there as Crisa will eventually start hanging around with him - after this thread.
Oh, you KNOW I had to do something that supposedly Nathan can hear but can't really until AFTER I post.))Character Name: Crisa Marie Turner
Gender: Female
Race: Neko-Human
Age: Eight [ 8 ]
Appearance:  Weapons: None
Bio: Crisa was raised up by a full-neko mother and a human father. Therefore, she was created as a half-neko, half-human being. Some people do not accept her, nor her family. However, she has recently been seperated from her family while they were all at an Inn near the mountains. Her parents were out skiing when the blizzard hit, and she stayed inside - sick. After waking up, she realized that her parents were not back yet.
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 2:07 pm
((Aw! She sounds cute! 4laugh ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 5:29 pm
burrrrrrrrr its cold in here!
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 1:43 pm
Margem Lying on the couch in the reception area, a small sound comes to the tawny-haired young-man's ears. His ears twitch, even though he is in human form. Sitting up though his eyes are still closed, Westley tries to focus his hearing. He catches the sound, focuses on it, and heads towards the sound. He knows a few things dealing with this sound: it is from a being (not a machine or the building or nature), and it's on the main floor. Without paying attention to the lack of beings on the floor he's on, Westley creeps closer to the sound. His ears twitch again. The sound, he realizes, is right around the corner...in the room there. He takes a breath then comes around the corner. He knocks on the door and the sound stops. "Hello?" he asks. There is no response to his question. "Hello? Are you alright in there?" he asks again, his ears perked up so he can hear better. A whimper is heard coming from inside. "I'm going to sit by the door here for you..." The tawny-haired being takes a seat by the door, not saying anything for now. After a few minutes, a slight female voice is heard from inside: "Are you still there?" Westley nods then says, "Yes." The voice pauses then says, "I'm scared and cold. ...I want to get out." "Do you want me to try to get the door open?" The female says quietly but enough to be heard, "Yes." Westley stands up and tries to open the door, finding the door completely frozen.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 3:10 pm
Lael goes and looks out of a window. "So," she says. "How long do you guys think we'll be trapped here?"
((Since no one else is posting I guess I will. sweatdrop ))
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 9:45 am
``Stand back. I'm going to try to open the door,ยดยด Westley says.
The girl backs away from the door, her lips puckering together as she tries not to cry.
Westley backs up to the other side of the hall and, tensing slightly, runs to ram the door. He hits it full on, but the door doesn't budge. He clenches his jaw and repeats the attack. Again, the door won't budge. A third try, but he hits it in a different manner and injures his shoulder. He slides to the floor, right next to the door, a catlike cry/moan coming from his throat.
'Damn...'
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:06 am
The sound of Westley hitting the door is loud enough that it can be heard in the dining room. Lael looks up. "Did you guys hear that?" she asks.
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