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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 8:28 pm
Tramer keep silent as Kendra made her remark, a silent anger stirred inside Tramer, thou on the out side Tramer keep himself calm, if a student in the academy had acted such to a teacher they would had faced expulsion of worse…including months of solitary confinement, thou Tramer new she wasn’t a student and he would just have to be patient with her, “if you can use this spell then stop being stupid and acting off irrational fear and use it” Tramer said just as Kendra struck out at the bird, Tramer was just about to turn away and return to the solder not having time for this such matters when he noticed Kendra’s aura spike, a intrigued expression felled Tramer’s face as Kendra reached for the bird, the use of magic without spells was always a rare acutance, only accomplished on weal by a select few, “I only ask of you what I see you are capable of, unlike most I can see beyond flesh and bone, I can see the very energy that flows through every being’s veins…you hold more than enough power , all that you have to do is let go…let go of everything you were told, let go of the pain, let go of your past…only then can you hope to overcome the future” Tramer said approaching Kendra, more talking to himself considering Kendra was laying motionless on the ground, Odin fallowing behind him. Tramer picked Kendra up and gently placed her on Odin’s saddle, Tramer whispered to Odin in a indecipherable language instructing him to take Kendra to Shmitty and ignore any commands she might give to him, just incase she was to panic again, Tramer fastened Kendra on top Orin well before nodding to the horse, as if understanding Tramer the horse jolted off heading for Shmitty‘s start of a camp. Knowing Larien had most of the supplies Tramer hoped she was had already met up with Shmitty so as to get the camp set up.
((edited))
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 10:55 pm
Shmitty kept his ears open for any strange noises, never relying on his eyes. After an hour of nothing happening and no one showing up he decided to start setting up camp, but he didnt have anything except his sword, leaving everything he had back with Odin, wondering why in the world Kenda and Odin at the least didnt show up yet. Decideding to do the only other thing he could do, Buld a fire. he opend the palm of his hand and made a small ball of fire to see in the dark, searching for fire wood in the thick trees, Moments later he returned to the site with a giant load of wood in his arms, the fire ball he made was willed to float in frount of him. setting it down the wood he started to dig the fire pit, then he placed the wood in the pit and made the fire ball land gentely on the wood, letting go of his control over it when the wood would stay on fire... He sat in frount of the fire and listened to the wood crackle, his eyes fixed on the flames as he waited for the others to arrive
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 6:15 am
[[Kendra hit her head really hard...she's still down....for who knows how long. sweatdrop shoulda made that clear in my post, huh. Sorry. sweatdrop ]]
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 4:40 pm
((god that was a bit more then thought))
Sitting up slowly, while rubbing her eyes. Rosette looked around trying to see where the sobbing came from. She hadn't herd something that pitiful since the last time she cried herself. "Clover Mame. What do you have there?" Rosette asked standing up. With a quick look around, Rosette pulled her hair back into her classic high ponytail, for she had taken it down to sleep. And with that, she walked over to Clover and the crying girl, staff in hand.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 5:25 pm
((ya, when I first read your post there was no mention of you falling and hitting your head at all… well I have to go but I’ll edit my post when I get back))
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 11:43 pm
Tramer ((ya, when I first read your post there was no mention of you falling and hitting your head at all… well I have to go but I’ll edit my post when I get back)) ((Lies... nothing but fantasys and fairytails. Hobbo, Go get a job!!! cool ... ah yes, I do love random ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 9:05 am
Clover was now rubbing large circles on the child's back as she felt the sobs soften. She covered the girl's ears the best she could when Ty affirmed the spiders' location. This little girl didn't need anymore terror. Quickly after Rosette inquire about the crying child Clover answered, "She came from the woods. In a bit of trouble I'm afraid. We'll help her though." She attempted to sound assured and confident for the girl's sake as she lessened the retrains on the little one's ears.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 12:28 pm
The little girl's eyes are overcome by a dazed glare as she reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small knife, aiming the tip of the weapon to strike just below her rib cage. A small thread is connected to the foot of the girl and extends to the safty of the forrest.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 5:13 pm
TY saw the glint of the knife as the girl took it out of her pocket, and for a split second, he almost thought that the girl was going to declare that she wanted to help fight...but that didn't seem right from what they had already seem. There was only one other option why she would need the knife at that time. Calling out "NO!" and then moving at the speed of sound, (still hasn't got that light-speed thing down) he rushed forward and knocked Clover away from the girl and jammed himself inbetween them. By his speed, his words and actions would seem to happen at the same time.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 7:11 am
"Geese! Scare the little girl to death. Let alone me." said Rosette as she picked herself up from the ground. "What was that for? You didn't have to jump in like that. Clover and I could've done just fine by ourself." she continued giving TY a quick shove.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 7:31 am
"What was that for!?" Clover exclaimed as she repositioned herself, trying to recall what had just happened. One moment she was comforting the poor, lost child and then boom Ty had rushed in between them. Something was wrong, so she looked towards the small girl for any evidence of why Ty would have shoved them apart.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 9:19 pm
When Ty was stabbed by the little girl, the thread that was on her transfered over to Ty. After the transfer the small child droped the knife and ran away from Ty in pure shock and fear. Ty on the other hand was now a puppet for the controling spiders in the forrest.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 11:06 pm
((cool, i can do that for a while.))
TY took the knife out of himself, glanced at the spot where there should have been a wound but wasn't, then turned to show the knife to the others. "She was being controlled. She was about to stab you. I guess when I yelled out, it shocked her and the control over her broke. Then she woke up in a strange place surrounded by strange people. Poor girl, being used like a puppet... Still, now we know there's something out there that wants us dead." Damn that he saw through my ruse. But still, no one else seems to have noticed, I'll just have to be a bit more carefull. And I'll have to use this puppet's memories so that they still think that I'm him. Still, with a body like this...it's a shame I'll have to give it up in two days.
((alright, let's count. Dericos, Lilith, Lictheros, This currently un-named force...Clover, you're next!))
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 3:17 am
Shmitty continued to sit in frount of the fire alone as he waited for the others and he was getting tierd, his eyes would almost force themselves shut but he kept them open, when he got tierd the fuse of his pationts grew shorter and shorter, soon letting out a growl of frustration "were are they" saying as he punched the ground, remembering that he did the same thing earlyer with the sudden pain of his reopened tair on his knuckle "damn!"
((the spirt in shmits sword))
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 4:00 am
Orin Dragoon ((the spirt in shmits sword)) ((actually, I was counting the evil spirtits that have come to take over our bodies, but yeah, that one almost fits. ...and i kinda forgot about it. sweatdrop ))
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