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 Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:07 pm
Duriono "the poker game we played" o <.< >.> sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:09 pm
Fylk walked in, Defender and Diplomat on his hips. Smokes leaked around his lips and up into the air around his head. He wasn't exactly a mercenary per say, but he was for hire right now. And right now, he wanted a drink. So he pushed open the doors and tapped off the ash.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:10 pm
This...this was awkward.
These were people she met at a Tavern, shared a game of poker with, laughed at (and with), and she felt that, within this tiny expanse of time, she really knew them. How cliche. And here he was. A demon.
'And you sensed that, Mimsy. You darn well know what's next.'
Twiddling with a sprig of mugwort (which she knew would probably not work, anyway), she said tactfully, "That's a real shame..." Can't go for any sort of weapon now...He did nothing wrong, Mimsy, leave him alone! He's one of them...Her throat clenched.
She glanced at Ryou, making sure not to let Durio out of her peripheral vision. "Guard dog? Do tell..." Okay, now this was just spiraling out of control. Whatever happened would happen.
If she had any say in the matter, though, it wouldn't.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:12 pm
*chaz just looked at duri and an amized fasion*
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:15 pm
Mamoru was looking more relaxed now until a new stanger walked in. He noticed the newcomers guns and tensed up. "could this be him"he though to himself.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:15 pm
" Well its getting late so im hitting the hay" Duri yawned as he walked towards the room that's usually Zadea's. "later".
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Versatile Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:15 pm
Ryou flashed out of nowhere and gripped Mimsy's wrists, pulling her back and keeping her still. "I'm a demon as well... well a fusion of wolf demon, fox demon, vampire and human... but if you've been listening... there is no killing or fighting or exorcizing in here..." His grip was strong yet it felt light.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:19 pm
*chaz pulled out his spell book and started reading agian*
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:22 pm
And then it all came crashing down.
It was like slow motion, watching the other demon come from behind. Panic set in, along with adrenaline, and as she tried to warn him, tried to beg him not to do anything, he grabbed her.
And she snapped.
"Then maybe we should take it outside," she said. And although she sounded the same, there was that note of hostility that had never been there before. That animal rage. It burned her, searing her very being. Who would believe that someone would be cursed with the light?
The part that was still controlled, still calm, tried to within herself, warring for dominance. 'No! Shut up, you fool! I am the master! I am in charge of what you do,' she growled in her mind, trying to reign that other half, that horrible half, back.
"It hurts," she whispered herself, before snapping and snarling, trying to twist out of is grasp. He wasn't trying to hurt her, though, part of her accepted...'Please don't hurt him...She needs him...'
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:26 pm
Mamoru noticed the conflict and stood up. "Finally some action. Is war starting early?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:29 pm
*A dark portal appears and Kesshin walks out*
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:37 pm
Ryou held her steady, "Relax, Mims," he whispered in her ear, his voice was soothing, considering his anti-social nature. "I'm not going to try and hurt you... I just don't want you to do something you might regret...."
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:43 pm
*chaz trys to get ryou off mims*
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:46 pm
'The demon's touch burns me, Mother...Why must you hurt me, Mother?' The struggle was over. The animal was gone, and what was left was human. And she could feel someone holding her back. Something she would regret?
She paled, then laughed, snatching her hand back. "Oh, wow. Jeez. Somebody in this crowd is drunk," she said, laughing loudly and scratching the back of her head. "Yeah, I'm gonna have to blame this on the drinks here. Whaddya put in those things? Ah ha ha...ha...Ha." She quieted and grinned helplessly, a silent apology.
'Oh God...What have I done? What was I going to do?' Her train of thought stopped. 'What kind of power of his brought me back? Part human?'
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