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 Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 6:57 pm
((sorry guys, i've been teaching myself photoshop and then also rping with my friend irl via email))
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 7:02 pm
(it's okay wink And goodluck on your photoshop!)
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 7:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 7:42 pm
(LOL just finished my french...having fun watching figure skaters at the olympics... 4laugh so...awesome...)
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 9:57 pm
((my my, i can't believe we didn't make one decent post the whole afternoon, oh well, here goes nothing))
Ace of clubs looked at the empty walls of this room, how long would this last? she was beginning to feel numb from sitting in the far corner of this hidden room that separated her from the men in the gravedigger's house so she got to her feet and let her hair loose once more to cover the mixed feelings she was getting, the hair fell over her bare shoulders like a protective charm and she started thinking straight, there was no time for remorse or sadness, she had not attended the masquerade and so she was not excused from her duties this day.
As Ace of clubs took off the dress and picked up her uniform she barely wondered if what she was doing was actually correct but she just grimaced a little sad, it was too late to go back on her decisions now, even if this people didn't hate her now they where bound to find out about her acts one day, Elizabeth sighed, what would victor think of her if he found out what she had been doing all this years on the research lab? surely she would be hated.
A lonely tear rolled down Elizabeth's cheek as she finished buttoning up her shirt and placed all the weapons in their holsters, skirt on place and pride on her face she wiped off the single tear and picked up the travel cape and tools, she knocked on the door three times, she didn't wish to listen to anything about the resistance at all.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 10:53 am
((I realized my previous comment only applies to me since you live in different time zones and even if it was still morning for me it was afternoon for you already XD))
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:31 pm
(Sorry about that, exel sweatdrop I had to go to bed after...and I shall reply to the posts.//just waiting for Tamwynne)
"Just here to help the injured." Eight said, when he saw doubtful looks in both faces of the youngsters in front of him.
Amy walked to the bloody girl, kneeling down to her level.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:40 pm
((eh? no no, don't worry about that, i've been learning to be patient lately XD i could have posted that one before but well... i hate plot holes so i wanted for her to leave after the meeting but now that eight and Ami are gone i don't think there will be a meeting, i just realized that when i posted as ace of clubs again))
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 5:40 pm
(it's okay wink all's good)
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 7:18 pm
Ashle started to scoot away from him. "You....." she said. She was weak from the blood loss and could barely form the words. "Your...." She then went limp, not being able to form the words "You're a suit.." Her dark brown hair covered her face.
((sorry, I had youth, then my dad and I went on a late night wally world run, then i had english homework))
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 7:25 pm
(it's okay, tamwynne 3nodding take a good rest heart )
Eight chuckled. "Yes, but I am in the resistance...and so is she." He said, gesturing towards Amy.
"Do not worry...I am here to save a life...not to end it..." he said, gathering water to prepare cleaning the girl's wound.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 7:29 pm
Ashle looked up at him. She mouthed, "Did...Did you know Matt Hatter?" HEr eyes were sad and hurt. She bit her lip, and closed them, tears rolling down her face.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 7:37 pm
Eight nodded, recovering the memory he had of Mr. Hatter.
"Yes, young miss...but...I did not remember what happened to him after his capture. If he was executed and truly dead, his body must be in the morgue...but...I have no reports of it whatsoever" Eight said, washing down the blood on Ashle's arm.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 7:45 pm
Ashle's eyes light up..."You mean..." she whispered, "there's chance he's not dead?" Her voice was bright with hope, but her eyes were still dark. She looked down, "So....It means he's hiding...but can't tell me..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 7:50 pm
"Maybe so, young miss...I want to be optimistic, but there might be a chance the others hid his body well..." Eight said, considering the amount of possibilities the Hatter has.
"Eight, you ruined it..." Amy pouted.
"Yes, but I know he might still be alive...in these circumstances, he might be in guise if he is..." He said, now slowly dabbing the peroxide onto the wound.
(goodnight, everyone and Tamwynne! heart )
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