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 Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 2:36 pm
The formless energy began to solidify and Gianni materialized from thin air. She raised an eyebrow at the familiar figure in front of her and folded her arms.
"You...shoulda known. Who else would give me such a headache from hundreds of miles away?"
Gianni smiled faintly, hovering a few feet from Gregory
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 2:56 pm
Gregory gasped and put his hands over his heart, pretending to cry.
"Uh. Thats the nicest thingg you've ever said to me." he grinned again and winked. "Don't blame me. Araellia dragged me into this, I was happily sleeping off a hangover. She's trying to get us all back together. I dont know, something about the spirits coming again." he leant against a nearby wall and smiled up at the apparition. "Have you lost weight?"
Harriett sat at the breakfast table in the restaurant of the B&B. She pushed a few flakes of cereal around her bowl with her spoon, but didn't eat any. She was still shaken from her experience this morning. She looked over at the window, where Morodin sat watching her. She'd heard no... voices... since this morning. Perhaps it ha been a dream. Thats possible. She'd imagined it. She decided this was the best explanation, and set about eating her cereal.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 2:57 pm
Morgan was up already making a breakfast of instant pan cakes "I wonder were I go from here" she thought to herself
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 5:58 pm
Mad Madam Mimm Gregory gasped and put his hands over his heart, pretending to cry. "Uh. Thats the nicest thingg you've ever said to me." he grinned again and winked. "Don't blame me. Araellia dragged me into this, I was happily sleeping off a hangover. She's trying to get us all back together. I dont know, something about the spirits coming again." he leant against a nearby wall and smiled up at the apparition. "Have you lost weight?" Gianni raised an eyebrow at Gregory. "Flattery will get you nowhere and you know it...actually I have lost a few inches off the waistline...but that doesn't stop me from wondering why you havent been bumped off yet by some drunk old truck driver. Araellia, what's she been up to these days and what all this about a reunion? Didn't we learn anything from history about those?
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 11:47 am
Gregory put on a look of fake confusion. "araellia... learn? Have you met her? She's definately one for the "righteous and holy" lot. She knows, as im sure you do too, that theres something odd going on. She's trying to get us all back in line to help fend off the forces of evil, blah blah... i stopped listening."
He grinned again, that impish twinkle in his eye, like a cheeky school boy. The sun shone off his scruffy yet clean black hair. He crossed his arms and continued in a feminine lisp.
"And for your information i dont mingle with drunk truckers, thank you very much. I've never cared much for such loutish behaviour."
Harriett spent the day in her room, figuring out where to go next. She supposed she would need a job, as to get funds to continue living. However, it would be hard to find a place that would employ a 17 year old run away with no education past high school. So, with Morodin dancing in the sunlight she happily took up searching through the "help wanted" adverts in the local paper.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 10:28 am
Emile had gotten into an arguement with a street vender. "Look I told you I haven't got any money and no I don't go to school not that it's really any of your business. I just want a pair of sunglasses." she growled. Emile closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She would not lose control. "Fine you want money. Okay." Emile walked off a way and opened her suitcase taking all the clothes out. She began to dance and hum providing music and moving to it. She closed her eyes as she moved hoping that the people watching her would drop a few coins in her suitcase. Being only 13 she really didn't have much of an option.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 12:27 pm
((can someone take over sara's characters while shes away please? im already overloaded. If Josephine could take over the advanced witch, and Kaydell or Can o woop a** the developing, that would be handy. either that or i'll just narrate their bits. anyone?))
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 1:02 pm
((I'll see what I can do for the developing witch-aint's saying much because Sara might not like how (she) ends up))
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 5:30 pm
((I will if it comes down to me but, I'd prefer not to))
Morgan stepped outside into the city. Next,much to here dismay her right contact lense dropped. "Oh-no" she cried and started searching for it on the ground. After five minutes she decided to go on and forget about it.
Unfortuntly, without that lense she had to close her left eye so people couldn't see her real yellow one.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 10:27 am
((k, i'll narrate some stuff for them later. im really not in the right mood to rp today, sorry!))
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 4:46 pm
((I would do it, but I have work the rest of the week so I really doubt I'll be on much. Sorry.))
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 11:20 am
Araellia caught up with Gregory, and found it interesting to talk to Gianni's apparition, after such a long time. The three experienced Witches decided to meet in the forest just outside of Maygatropolis, to decide what they were going to do.
Meanwhile, Harriett strolled out of a small coffee shop, having aquired herself a job as waitress. Stroking Morodin, who ran to her heels as soon as she'd left the building, she hoped things would look up from here.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 4:32 pm
Emile finally stopped her dancing and poured the money out of the suitcase in front of her. She loaded her clothes back in. "Should this be enough?" she demanded of the street vendor. She was granted a pair of rather large black sunglasses. She tried to calm herself as she trudged down the street. Her stomach grumbled and she rubbed it. "Boy, am I hungry." she whispered.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 1:53 pm
((Hi all! I'm back! Mom's fine and things have finally settled back down the a dull roar.
Could someone please send me a PM detailing what I missed? Thanks.
Happy easter!))
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 2:29 pm
((uve missed nothing on this rp. It sort of ground to a halt. Crimson waters.. a bit of set up.))
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