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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:33 pm
Amara stared at him. "W...why?" She said, looking down at the floor in shame afterwards, knowing that it was not her place to ask Ali for his reasons behind these types of decisions.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:38 pm
I got enough things to worry about, now take him home with you. I got a couple to disappoint.* Ali's turned around on the spot in such a matter the torn cape waved violently for a brief seconds beore it flaoted after him out of the room and down the bloody corridor.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:45 pm
Amara sighed and looked down at Lucian. She did not expect much from Ali, just being there would have been enough, but fair enough, Amara would respect him and his decision. She walked out of the room with her sleeping child, frowning at the blood splattered corridoor and stepping carefully over the bits of guts and other organs that lay on the floor. She left Ali's castle to take Lucian home.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 5:22 am
he had been wandering for a long time and stumbled onto the premises walking without a care in the world
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 2:47 pm
* Three shots which ripped up holes in the ground before him would be enough to prevent him from moving on, If he held his life dear. The gatteling cannon spun abit around before it calmed itself after the shots, allowing the guard on the city walls to speak.* That's as far as you'll go, only your wife Ame has been permitted entrance out of your entire family.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 7:28 am
*Ali satt inside his office, simply starring down upon a picture with shacking hands. Curtains drawn infront of the window and the door locked, lights turned off except the one on his desk. They were all smiling, including Clavi. When was the last time she smiled like that, when was the last time he did?. The frame on the left gave in when Ali tightened his grasp all of a sudden, watering the glass between him and the picture with a few drops. Why? He was playful, nice and showed more compassion then anyone who Ali had met before, Why?. It was a question inwhich he would never get an answer to but something derp down told him there was, his burden of guilt grew heavier every day, every thought and sight of that smiling face. By now the glass began to crack aswell, the drops grew more frequent. He hated himself for failing, he had promised but broke it. Finding the body parts in hope that he'd survive was all he could do but that weren't enough, he had to watch him fade out with that same cheerful smile as always. Ali felt like a child again as he layed with his head onto the desk, longing for Clavi's comforting arms to hold him while he was like this. The entire Castle stopped as they could hear him, some were puzzled, some were depressed but eventualy they all shared his tears. If it reached out throughout RDS was unknown but possible, Ali always said Clavi was far stronger than him. It was true, she had never shed a tear about it as far as he knew. But even if she did, it wasn't shameful. Not to Ali, not about this. The picture layed there before him on the desk, unframed and protected by glass. Those smiles, Those happy carefree smiles.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 12:41 pm
Amara entered his castle and followed Ali. Her thoughts were running wild at this moment in time... so many emotions ran through her body. She wanted to cry for Ali, but she also wanted to scream and hunt whatever killed his child like a rutheless killer. Slowly, she overtook Ali who seemed to be walking stupidly slowly, and travelled up the stairs to his study, awaiting him to stumble up the stairs himself. Amara sighed and took a seat near his desk, peering at the picture of the desk that was surrounded by a broken frame and shattered glass. Slowly, she extended her hand towards it and wiped of the shards of glass before pulling it towards her and looking at it, emotions flooding to her as she did so.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 12:46 pm
I usualy rip the eyes out of those who watches that picture* Ali entered his office followed by two maids who carried a box with wine and liqour bottles, placing those he brought ontop of the desk and letting the maid place the box next to it before they scurried off and closed the door behind them.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 12:48 pm
"This is him, huh?" She said, running her finger over the boy in the picture. "I'm so sorry Ali..." She said softly, looking up at him and placing the picture back in amoungst all of the shards of glass. Amara crossed her legs and layed her arms on the arms of the chair she was sat on. "What happened Ali?" She said as she leaned forward and took a bottle of red wine, opening it and taking a sip.
((Gah! Tom just decided to throw up and cry... i'll be back in a bit))
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 12:52 pm
He got killed* Ali plopped down into his chair behind the desk and grabed the picture, putting it aside before he grabed the closest bottle and began to drink.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 1:23 pm
Letting a long sigh escape a lips, she took another sip of the wine. "I gathered that, Ali, but how?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 1:25 pm
First he was played with, then beaten up, raped and then they ripped of his arms and legs slowly.* Ali downed the entire bottle he had on one gulp after he had spoken, drowning the pain.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 1:28 pm
Amara had to bite her lip to hold in her feelings at that. "By who Ali?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 1:31 pm
I have no idea*Ali had done everything to find out who but he hadn't gotten one clue at all durring all this time, didn't matter. He had given up and instead put an entire race as his enemy.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 1:32 pm
"How long ago was this?" He spoke as though this happened a while ago, but Amara had no idea untill today.
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