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 Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 10:01 pm
The redhead descends the stairs, hearing someone cry out. She enters the living room to find a blue haired elf lying on the couch, obviously in torment from something. She realizes that this elf is the one that is hearing the voices as well.
'Come to me! Come!'
She shakes her head, getting rid of the voice again, and goes to the elf's side. Sitting down by him, she lays a hand on his arm, hoping to calm him a bit.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 10:52 pm
Suddenly the elf realizes that he has heard the voice before. It was the voice of the cloaked figure that had stabbed him. "Forget it! I'll never go anywhere with you!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 11:09 pm
"Come! You must come!" Margem hears slightly, though not enough to influence her.
She sighs, knowing that the elf hears the voice and that he must be trying to get the voice to shut up with his own words.
'But his words won't stop the voice. Nothing will aside... Aside the Mystic's powers,' she thinks to herself.
The redhead debates the situation for a bit before carrying out the plan. She touches the elf's shoulder, where the blade had struck. As calculated, the elf reacts with pain, opening his eyes. When he does so, she bends down and gives him a kiss.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 8:46 pm
Well, the elf thinks as the red hair Mystic kisses him, that was sudden. Oh well, I'm sure she has some reason for it. Must be Arelen, Margem doesn't seem like the out going type. There is still a searing pain in his shoulder, a few seconds after Margem had removed her hand.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:01 am
The redhead sighs after kissing him, regret coursing through her body.
'Now why did I do such a rash thing? It doesn't seem right... and I wonder if he can still hear the voice?'
She senses the being trying to talk again, but she cannot make out any words.
'I wonder if part of my Mystic abilities have passed to him, so he doesn't hear it clearly either? That was what I was trying to do...'
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 11:18 am
The elf hears the voice again, although muffled. "Thank you." he says, placing his hand on Margem's.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 6:33 pm
((Aw.... That's cute! X3))
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:55 am
Margem nods her 'welcome' and quietly stands up, her other hand brushing his.
"Fair well, elf. You can come through this curse, though it might take a while," she says confidently and quietly, the poison of the blade starting to effect her even more. Her grey eyes dim a bit before she leaves saying, "One day, you will be free from this curse."
After saying thus, she goes upstairs, thoughts of leaving the Okalwa home running through her mind. It was time to get on the road again. Of this, she knows fully.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 5:31 pm
Darian rolls over and does back to sleep, the voice too faint to disturb him and the pain in his shoulder gone.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 8:40 pm
In the morning, Lady Okalwa awakens to find her youngest daughter packing.
"Margem, what's wrong? Why are you packing?"
"I must leave. There's something not right here. The Okalwa of myself calls me to the path of the wanderers again," the younger redhead replies, still putting things away in her backpack.
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Lord Phillip Okalwa wakes up to find that his wife did not go to bed the night before. He quickly dresses and begins to search for her, worried that something happened to her.
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Kitara wakes up in the morning to the sound of birds outside. One bird in particular wakes her up - a bluejay named Jay. He flies into the room and lands on the bed beside her.
In bluejay, he says, "Good morning! The birds are singing."
She responds, in his language, "Good morning. They are singing, but the tune sounds a bit minor, like something's going to happen today."
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Up before most of the others, Arelen sits at her window watching the horizon. She knows something that the others do not know. A feeling creeps through her body, making her cold from the inside out. This foreboding feeling causes her to shudder as she knows that something is coming closer to them, something she has no power to stop and no power to tell anyone about.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 9:23 pm
Darian awakes slowly and sits up, careful not to do anything that might hurt his shoulder. If I do have to fight, how will I without hurting myself more than the enemy? I hope I have some time to heal, but knowing my 'friend' in the cloak I'll have no such luck.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 11:03 am
Lael awakes from a fitful sleep. She shakes her head, clearing her mind of the sent of blood that filled her dreams. Walking down stairs in her robe and pajamas she sees Darian on the couch. "You're awake. That's good. How are you feeling?" she asks.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 12:26 pm
"Been better." the elf replies. "You?" His voice cracks, not with pain or sadness, but because he had just awaked.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 9:13 pm
Margem and her mother come down the stairs, the elder of the two trying to have her daughter stay at home for a bit longer.
The younger redhead shakes her head saying, "I am leaving and that's final."
"But..." her mother tries to protest. She sees Lael and Darian talking in the living room and, turning to them, says, "Please, make her stay. At least one more day."
"I see not why I should stay any longer."
"Margem, why do you insist on going? Why can't you stay with your family?"
The younger redhead, with grey eyes, turns to the elder redhead, "Family? ...."
((OOC: Yeh, I'm making a twist. I was thinking that the poison from the blade made him think that Arelen and himself had been seeing each other for a while, though that's not truth. As for Margem, I was thinking that she's so disoriented by the poison that she doesn't recognize her family, saldy enough... That's my train of thought. What do you'se think?))
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 5:34 pm
Lael is suprised by what the red head says. She stands and puts a hand on Margem's shoulder. "Margem... Don't you know your own mother?" she asks softly.
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