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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:33 pm
He turned as he saw her thermal image pound on the door frame.
Is it horrible to be like another?
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:36 pm
~Truinthil stood up, looked to Xenuex again then to the clothing and weaponry on the floor. he moved to pick them up. within a couple short minutes he was dressed, the wrist blades set on hooks that were a part of the belt that was on the pants~
what else shall i do Lord?
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:37 pm
yes !... because I'm nothing like her..*she sighs and then stumbles * eh !? wait how did you know what I was thinking ?
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:40 pm
*turns to Xol with a smirk* Either way he has enough power to do the damage I need... or at least he will *He looks back to Truinthil* Time to make sure you know who you are. Now tell me..... who are you, what are you, and what is your purpose? twisted
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:40 pm
He quickly extends a hand out to her for support as he picked up her stumbling.
You broadcasted your thought rather loudly. I have the ability to register rather stray and/or loud thoughts. In a sense, I 'heard' you're thinking.
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:43 pm
*she grins* I guess that could be handy for you... and that I shouldn't think so loud..*she flicks her wings*
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:43 pm
~he blinks then nods~
I am Truinthil. I am several races blended together although how is a bit foggy. my purpose is to serve your every need.
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:46 pm
*grins a little* Good. Now.... Do you remember them?.... the ones who killed you last time?
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:47 pm
"Well...nothing wrong with another mindless killing machine I guess." He yawned, pushing off the wall and walking along the rows and rows of tubes containing Zeph clones. "Looks like someone is preparing an Army..." He grinned, tapping one of the tubes.
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:55 pm
His lips quivered to smile, but were unsuccessful.
Yes, rather useful, but also quite bothersome at the same time.
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 3:57 pm
~he looked to Xol~
im not as mindless as you may think. i just know where my loyalties lie and i adhere to them in full.
~he looked back to Mastema~
those that killed me?
~his lips twisted into a frown~
TJ was the one that got me...but Draeken had a hand in it all as well...yes...i remember that...say the word and i will take care of them.
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 4:03 pm
oh how so ? *she leans on the door frame*
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 4:11 pm
She harbors death and suicide at this moment.
His eyes soften as bit as he turned to the door that led into 9's room before he turned back to Kaiori.
Other than escaping, 'tis all she thinks about.
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 4:14 pm
Truinthil ~he looked to Xol~ im not as mindless as you may think. i just know where my loyalties lie and i adhere to them in full. ~he looked back to Mastema~ those that killed me? ~his lips twisted into a frown~ TJ was the one that got me...but Draeken had a hand in it all as well...yes...i remember that...say the word and i will take care of them. *He looks at Xol with a chuckle.... oh if only he knew that those weren't clones.... Then he looks to Truinthil with an evil smirk* Oh you will... but not now. For now bide your time. Train and recover your lost power.... then go beyond that limit.... when you have done this to my expectations you will crush Draeken, his wife, his child, and anyone who would wish otherwise. Train where ever you like... use the inhabited cities if it suits your training twisted Just be sure to gain the power you need.
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 4:15 pm
9 is very strong..... but she'll need someone to be there for her *she gives him a little punch in the shoulder to get the point through after she saw his eyes soften*
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