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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:20 pm
[[You're about to become involved uvula.]]
Luna's eyes widened as Devin kissed her. "Holy--" she looked up at Devin after his remark. Luna pushed from the sitting position she was in to slap Devin across the face. "Why would you...." Luna caught sight of her hand, which was turning into her wolf form. "Crap.." Luna muttered under her breath. Why'd you have to lose yourself now, of all moments? Damn it, this isn't a time to get angry over a kiss! Luna became more angry with herself and decided she couldn't transform in front of all these people. She began to run out of the library, slowly turning to all fours as she ran through the door. She caught sight of a student wandering around when Luna got to the second floor, and ran up to him. I need to warn him.. I need to.. Damn it, I'm still a wolf! Luna whined and sat in front of the student to show that she was harmless.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:22 pm
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:23 pm
((You better be happy! *raises fist*))
Ialo merely raised an eyebrow when the girl transformed while running out. Or did she run out while transforming? "So that was her power," he muttered. He turned his head to watch, not noticing that the male student grabbed the compass out of his hand.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:27 pm
"Why would she give this to you? It must be part of her plan somehow. But how would Ialo knowing where he was help her?" Colin muttered to himself, examining the compass. ((I assume you meant me, lol))
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:32 pm
[[Honestly. Be happy. When I first came, both Colin and Devin surprised Luna. I was like wtf awesome. XD]]
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:33 pm
((Yeah, I did.))
"Wha-?" Ialo finally realized his hand felt lighter, and sure enough the boy had his compass. "Why does everything have to be part of her plan?" He thought for a moment. "Why have only one plan? Maybe she's got lots of plans, or a plan with multiple stages."
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:36 pm
Derrick awoke very cold, he realized that in his sleep, he had frozen the ground around him. He got up and moved to the other side of the hall as a shadow moved outside the window. he peeked behind the blinds, but no one was their! I knew this was a place for freaks... suddenly he felt very afraid, he ran from that spot and started trying to find his dorm again. Strangley it was right there. he went inside and climbed in bed warming himself with the candle on his table.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:38 pm
"People like her always have a plan, and everything they do is about furthering it." Well, not everything, but definately anything as useful as this trinket. Colin continued to examine the compass. "We're not a hundred percent sure what her one plan is, let alone what others she might have. This thing must help her get something she wants. Have you noticed any secondary properties?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:43 pm
Silently derrick was thinking to himself, If only I could find somone. I would find peace in knowing that there was someone here. In the morning i'm going to go serching again for real people, hopefully there are some...
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:43 pm
"No," Ialo said. "Well, it point's up and down too, and it glows." Clouds began forming above his head. He rolled his eyes again. "Great," he said sarcastically. He swatted at the clouds, but they just kept coming back.
((There goes his mother's curse kicking in!))
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:48 pm
"When does it glow? All the time or only sometimes?" Colin paused. There were clouds hovering over Ialo. Colin blinked. No, they were still there. "What are those for?" he asked hesitantly.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:48 pm
((mother's curse? why would your mothe curse you?!?!?!!?!?!?))
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:51 pm
((He wasn't calling home often enough. Now clouds form over his head whenever he forgets something. 3nodding ))
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:52 pm
Luna looked down at her hands and sighed. Wait.. she lifted up her hands. I have hands, not paws! Luna leaped up from her sitting position and began to walk through the halls. "Hmm.. I wonder where that other student went.." she said to herself. Luna soon stood outside the library. She was about to go in, and stopped herself. She decided that she didn't want to face any of them after what just happened to her. Luna leaned against the wall of the entrace to the library and slid down to sit. She began to overhear her classmates to see what she had missed.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 5:58 pm
((It's a long story. Well, not really.))
"It probably glows all the time, but it's more noticeable when it's dark. It's probably so I can see it when there's not enough light." Ialo swatted at the clouds again, but they just got thicker and clung to his hand. "This is what I was going to ask you about, these clouds. It's my mother's curse, she's angry at me for not calling her after I arrived. They appear whenever I forget something." Ialo shook the cloud off his hand and it dispersed, and returned to his head. "You know, I always wondered how that compass knew where I was going." The clouds stopped growing, and thinned out slightly. If you could get rid of these clouds, that'd be great..."
((Basically, Ialo's mother is.... strange. She loves him to bits, but if he does something stupid, she beats him up to no end, and forgets why they were mad in the first place. It's a dragon thing.)) ((Go back a few pages. Ialo comes from a family of filthy rich and overprotective dragons (and humans) ))
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