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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 5:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 5:47 pm
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"Thank me for what?" Arliss reached behind him and grabbed the bat, pulling him off and forcing the bat to make the wings disperse. "And you, little rat, get to take a chill pill. I'm sorry I threw you." He set the bat on top of his head.
Taking a deep breath, Arliss said, "And don't think you can fight this battle on your own mate," He smiled, pulled his sword from his side, "I live for the fight, and quite frankly, I need to repay the nice Miss for shooting her ceiling." He didn't want to be shown up by this guy and his cat.
He honestly thought that the bat was just angry and that this guy just didn't want him in the way of whatever fight was going down. With a grin, he walked past the man, sword over his shoulder, and made his way downstairs.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 5:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 5:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 7:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 8:16 pm
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Something was building. Io knew it. The ground trembled with it, and the fauna of the forest had grown increasingly silent and skittish as she approached the Crossroads. Io could feel a dread she had not known since the old days and, try as she might to push it away, Valko struggled against her. Whatever was building in the air, it was making Valko stronger, more belligerent, harder to keep in check.
A night in a bed, that was what Io needed. She found comfort in the embrace of the ground, but it had been some time since her last foray into civilization and she needed the company of someone other than Valko if she was to retain whatever sanity she had left.
The warm light of the tavern invited Io in from the darkness, but she barely managed to reach the threshold before a quake threw her backward onto the ground. She heard the crashing of glass and swearing from the people within. Picking herself up off the ground, Io hurried inside the door of the tavern.
"Is everyone alright?" Io asked instinctively as she burst through the doorway. After realizing whose company she had stumbled into, she immediately regretted her interruption.
((OOC: I hope this color isn't hard to read. Let me know if it is and I'll change it to something darker...also, hello everyone!))
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 8:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 8:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 8:50 pm
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Io smiled softly as Cuddles approached her, bending down and outstretching her hand for him to sniff before she gave him a gentle pet on the head.
"Hello there, little one," she cooed softly.
"Moronic girl! Surely you know what that foul thing is, what these pathetic, neutered shadows of the Great Days are? Or are you finally beginning to yearn for the battlefield? To once again seek the company of the reapers? I know your heart..."
"Enough!" Io shoved Valko further back into her mind, where his voice was little more than a whisper. She was tired. Tired of fighting him. But he was right on one thing. She knew what these people truly were.
Io looked up from Cuddles, though she did not stop stroking him, and focused her eyes on the man who had addressed her.
"I serve no one, I'm afraid," she said, fixing her gold eyes on his and blushing slightly at the compliment. She had become accustomed to Valko's constant berating and had not been complimented in some time. "My name is Io. I am sorry to interrupt your meeting...I feared that someone might have been hurt in the quake."
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 9:49 pm
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Arliss just stared at the new person, dumbfounded. "So there's more of them... People like... Us?" He muttered under his breath, unsure of how the word "us" felt in his mouth. It sounded familiar, but he didn't like it. He didn't want to be part of a collective, part of a group. He only wanted a crew of like minded people to command, to pillage and loot. He wanted freedom, which he had up until today, when he became part of an "us".
"Arliss... Why don't we leave here? Get out while we can, maybe steal a ship?" Mushi pleaded in the man's mind, not wanted any memories to resurface. Not now, not ever. For the first time in Mushi's existence, he was scared, and Arliss could tell. Arliss loved it.
"I'm going to stay and fight Mushi." He said, under his breath to the bat. The elf itched for combat.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 6:05 am
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Claire half rushed half stumbled inside at the sound of breaking glass. There was liquor everywhere and the smell was overpowering. She noticed that her rose wasn't on the back counter anymore and she hopped across the bar with one arm braced on the counter. She found her rose, nearly smushed by the bottom broken half of a heavy liquor bottle. She picked it up gently and a petal fell off. "Oh... If these earthquakes don't cease soon I'm going to Implode." She gingerly placed it in one of the plain glasses that hadn't fallen and broken and filled the glass with water.
"Can I fly? Well, not at night when its so chilly, I could fly during the day when there's plenty of sunlight and heat, though. Why do you ask?" Thats when a woman rushed into the tavern asking everyone if they were alright. She smiled warmly at her and greeted her, "I think we're all ok. Welcome! Sorry about the mess, and the smell." She rolled her eyes at Telaer and Jamie punching Jamie heavily lightly on the shoulder. "I will personally let you know when someone connected to a lab shows up, ok? Geez, your so paranoid."
She turned to see the hungover man and his mixed expressions. Just then, she remembered a name that connected itself to a face that looked sort of like him, but it had been a long, long time ago. She figured she'd try it out anyway. "You must've got hit on the head pretty bad or something, Arliss."
Stasis update--- Subject: 1A-M29 11:45 PM CST. Condition: Optimal Temperature: 98.6 F Brain Waves: Abnormal - Warning! - Fluxing Rapidly Heart-Rate: 3bps - High Spider Report: 'Host is merely excited. Slightly aggitated. Anxious.' 15 minutes until Stasis Shutdown at 24:00:00
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 12:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 5:08 pm
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Io politely nodded at the welcome from Claire, but there was confusion in her face as she stopped petting Cuddles and stood upright. As someone who had once been a healer during the war, she could recognize those that were gods like herself. She had come across a small few, during her travels, but most of them were lone wanderers like herself and, if they recognized what she was at all, preferred to distance themselves from her company. It was unsettling, then, to see so many of them collected in one place. Had they been drawn here too?
"Excuse me," she said to Clair, whom she presumed was the leader of this band, "I apologize for the intrusion, but...what is going on here? Were all of you drawn by the building storm, as I was?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 5:13 pm
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