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 Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 3:51 pm
"No, thank you for telling us," Lael responds. She begins to pack up the things she'll need, leaving behind things that aren't necessary. "Westley, I don't know how long it'll be before we come back. Do you want me to get anything of yours for you?" she asks.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 3:53 pm
Without opening his eyes, he says, ``Some sunlight?´´
Crisa chuckles with a slight purr in her throat, ``Sounds lovely...´´
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Ktra had ducked back out of the tent after Lael's thanks. He jogged over to the elvish woman and relays the same message to her. She nods and, with her daughter, they get ready to go on the helicopter.
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 4:09 pm
Smiling slightly Lael says, "I'll take that as a 'no'." Finished with her small bit of packing, she says, "Well, it won't be long now."
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 1:39 pm
Crisa stays quiet, staying close to Westley.
The man then says, ``All I own is on me. The tent has to be returned eventually to the owner of the camp here.´´
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 1:54 pm
Lael nods. "I see. Well, that's just one less thing to worry about, I suppose."
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 2:35 pm
``Makes it easier to travel...´´ he says before sighing, ``But it won't help me when I actually want to settle down, especially since I am now free to do so.´´
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``Trea, dear. You have an option. You can stay here, go over to Uncle Greg and Aunt Anna's, or you can come with us,´´ the blue haired elf says, kneeling by her daughter, ``What do you want to do?´´
``I want to go see Aunt Anna,´´ the girl says.
``You remember the way back? Daddy's coming with me, if he gets back in time.´´
Trea looks down a bit before saying, ``Yes.´´
Kitara wraps her daughter in her arms and says, ``You best get going, then, while it's still day-light. Just stick to the trail and go as fast as you can without hurting yourself.´´
The girl nods, wrapping her arms around her mother's neck. Her mother kisses her cheek then unwraps the girl's arms. Kitara gives her daughter her traveling coat and, with another kiss and a hug, sends her daughter off on the road towards Gregory and Annalicia Moonleaf's house.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 3:15 pm
"Settling down, eh? I wouldn't have pegged you for the settling down type, although I suppose that before now you always had to run away." She smiles. "Where were you thinking of settling down to?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 3:31 pm
The man scoffs at her words, ``I wanted to be, but then there was the incident with Sam.... I've had to run since then.´´
Crisa stretches a bit and Westley glances at her.
``No where special, but enough sunlight and plants around. Somewhere where we can be safe.´´
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 3:42 pm
"It sounds nice. I'm sure you'll find it," she replies. "Perhaps I can visit you two sometime when you do."
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 9:54 pm
Darian rounded the bend of the river and saw the dragon. He drew his sword and continued running. As he got closer, he saw that it held a red-haired figure. Margem. "Let her go you over-grown lizard!", the elf shouted, rage boiling up in him. If this damned dragon thinks I'll let it hurt on hair on he body then I've been gravely misinformed about their intelligence.
(It is the dragon that grabbed Margem, right?)
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 2:58 pm
The dragon had heard what the elf says but pays no attention to it. He flies a little higher above the water's level, now fifteen feet above instead of ten feet. There starts to form a mist behind the dragon - some of his scales flaking off due to the height above the water as he is a water dragon. Even though he has a pest following him, he knows that he can only ascend ten more feet before dissolving - due to the laws of nature and the regulations of water dragons.
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Jay catches up to Darian but, once he sees the dragon, he dives into the bushes nearby. Soon the Elven Jay bursts out of the bushes, brushing off leaves as he tries to catch up with Darian again. On his back are his quiver and his bow.
``Darian, you want to use my bow and arrows? It might work better than your sword right now...´´
((OOC: Yes, it was a dragon. And I think you meant 'hurt a hair on her body,'. ...I was so tempted to make Margem wake up and freak out: ``Oh my goodness!!!!!! Darian!!!!!´´ xD ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 10:26 pm
"Yeah, probably would," Darian replied vacantly, sheathing his sword. All his attention was on the dragon, and how to bring it down without hurting Margem. If he shot it and killed it, it would fall fifteen feet with Margem in it's talons, or it would drop her in suprise and pain on the initial impact of the arrow, which would still cause her to fall, and the elf did not want to learn the effects of a fifteen foot fall into water on an unconcious Mystic, expecially since the most likely effect was drowning. "Damn it! How do I do this without killing her too!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 2:05 pm
``Hold these and maybe prepare yourself to go for a dive,´´ Jay says, handing Darian his bow and arrow, ``I think I can distract it as a bluejay, maybe even make it come lower to the water...´´
He dives back into the bush to change then flies out, beating his wings to get closer to the dragon. He is able to get close without being noticed, somehow. Flying silently under the dragon, he comes up to the redhead. He nudges her with his beak, unable to say anything to her due to the proximity of the dragon and due to the fact that he can't speak in Elvish or Common Tongue when in his bluejay form.
The redhead rouses a little bit, but does not completely regain conciousness.
After another nudge, Jay flies higher than the dragon and lands on his back. He pecks him a bit, trying to get the attention of the dragon.
'Hey big bully. Is there something on your back?'
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 8:43 pm
Darian watched Jay and laughed. That just might work. Hope he can get that thing lower though, even from only fifteen feet it'd be enough to knock the wind out of her, and probably hurt a bit, and that's the last thing I want. He knew that either way he would have to dive in and save Margem, so he set the bow and quiver on the ground and took off his coat, shirt, shoes and socks.
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 12:55 pm
'Hmmm... Let's try this. Luckily it's solid or I'd be screwed,' Jay thinks as he changes into his Elvish form - a flash comes as he grows larger and his feathers melt to form his skin. Once he's full Elvish, he whistles at the dragon.
``Hey you, why do you take the lady? Big bully.´´
The flash above the dragon partially scared him and he lowered to try to get away from the flash. However, once he found out that there was something on his back, he just wanted to get the thing off of his back. He shakes and flips in mid-air, trying to get rid of the pest.
However, Jay holds on (luckily for him) and tries to get Margem's attention, ``Hey, Margem! Wake up!´´
The redhead rouses a bit more, trying to regain conciousness. The shakes and the flips helps wake her up a bit more. She is obviously right on the edge of waking up, but she will have a good headache from being knocked unconcious.
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