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 Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 4:51 pm
Gage flexed his hands as he walked and a black lightning crackled over the gauntlets. But it made no audible sounds, you could feel the crackling though. It subsided and he just walked on... Waiting...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 4:59 pm
Gage stopped and sunk into the ground. And as he did, his tail began to sway playfully...
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 4:28 pm
Mulling things over, Ziven decided to walk until she was able to work some things out. So many things were changing, so many new experiences and complications in life that she had not been expecting at all. Not knowing how to cope with everything, she wondered who she could rely on to support her and work through these challenging times but realized that she was pretty much on her own. Instead of sticking around in familiar places that would not give her any answers, she continued wandering through the great outdoors, doing her best to work things out on her own.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 4:33 pm
* A small boy slowly walked into view some feet infront of her from behind a tree, clutching onto something with both his hands and pushing it up against his chest. A gust of wind blowing violently for a moment as soon as he stopped in the middle of the path. The boy looked to be about seven or eight years old, black hair and dressed in worn down pants and T-shirt, Naked feet and whatever he was holding onto wrapped in some blue cloth that stuck out from below his elbows.*
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 4:41 pm
Hearing movement, she sensed there was someone nearby. Turning she saw a young boy wandering through the wilderness and did not seem to be accompanied by anyone. "Greetings young one. What are you doing out here alone?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 4:47 pm
* The little boy slowly turned towards the voice, still with his head lowered. Just standing there perfectly still as if watching before he took easy steps forward, his grip on the object pushed up against his chest slowly loosening itself aswell. Suddenly, at the blink of an eye, the little boy had moved six feet from where he first was and now up infront of Ziven. Standing there for a moment before he slowly held the object, wrapped in the cloth, up horizontal across his two palms. His head not lifting itself up to watch Ziven at all, however a rather hollow giggle eluminated from him.*
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:08 pm
Tilting her head curiously, she realized something was not quite right with this one. "Young one, are you able to speak?" she asked curiously, making no move to retrieve whatever was in their hands. A moment later, much to her surprise, she found that the barrier she normally put up when she knew danger was near had been cast involuntarily. A slight look of confusion passed over her, surprised that after years of being fully in control of the use of her magic that it would cast on its own.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:13 pm
*Finally the boy tilted his head upwards, allowing his face to be revealed in the moon light. Grotesque wasn't even the start of how to describe his face, worms crawling out from the empty eyesockets, his left cheek completely removed to the bone, the right ear torn in four different places and absolutely no nose at all. As he opened his mouth, even more worms crawled out and wiggled. Then a moment of silence before he let out a high pitched scream that would make it feel as if the ears would burst.*
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:32 pm
She saw no one where she was and slowly wandered around the feild before flopping down in the high grass, a small smile on her face.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:35 pm
In a bittersweet moment, she got her answer. Though she would not consider the 'reply' speaking, she at least knew that it was capable of sound. "Eyddr eka eyreya!" she yelled. The spell literally cleared her ears, preventing the unearthly noise from continuing to wreaking havoc on her brain. A sour expression on her face, she lifted her hand toward the creature and sent it flying a good 10 feet away from her until it slammed against the trunk of an ancient tree. "Are you capable of communicating with me in a way that is understandable? Otherwise I will be on my way."
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:40 pm
* The boy hit the three just right, enough force and at such a line that his fragile spine recived the largest amount of damage, breaking it in five different places and disconnecting the nerves going from the brain too the body. In other words, he was now dead dead. It was now Ali made his apperance, dashing out from a pair of bushes and over to the boy. Checking the pulse and injury, turning towards Ziven afterwards.* This is how you show gratitude to a child!?
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:45 pm
"Gratitude?!" she exclaimed, looking at him with a fierce expression. Taking a few steps closer to him, she lowered the barrier, now certain that this was his doing. "This 'child' is clearly not living! What is it that you believe this creature has done to deserve any sort of thanks? Surely you jest if you mean the piercing scream that threatened to burst me ears is a gift?!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:53 pm
Despite the appearance or if he was alive or dead is irrelevant, that scream is how his kind communicates. One he would've seen you were in agony, he would stop and i would've translated for you. * Ali turned back around towards the child and slowly pulled the body away from the trunk and into his arms, placing him on the soft ground afterwards before he walked over to Ziven, picked up the object wrapped in the cloth and pushed it forcefully against her chest.* Here is his gift for you and if i ever hear you call any child, despite appearance and intentions, a creature again. I'll tear you in ways that'll make you into a creature rather then a humanoid figure.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 6:00 pm
She yawns staring up at the sky, the clouds slowyly moving overhead, seeming almost as lazy as her. She lays on hand across her chest while the other went behind her head.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 6:03 pm
"Though the small form indicates this person is a child, there are many demons who retain a child-like form even in old age. I do not understand how you expect me to have interpreted the sound from this young one as communication when it felt like an attack, so loud, so potent that it caused such pain to myself and whomever may be present." she said in a firm and irritated tone. Grabbing the wrapped object from Ali, she made no move to view whatever it was and instead walked to the childs side. Resting on her knees next to the child, she examined him carefully with all her senses. "I refuse to accept any gift if I have harmed the giver. Since I have harmed this child, I wish to set things right. Do you know how to help him?"
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