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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 12:28 am
"Thank you Sir." She dries her hands and walks towards the door.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 12:30 am
*he hangs the towel back on the rack and walks next to her then opens the door for her* here we go
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 12:35 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 12:40 am
*he follows closing the door behind them*
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 3:07 pm
She walked down the steps stretching as she hummed softly. Zero was napping with the children and she had a few moments to herself. She lounged on a couch and pulled out a book she had lost in herself in earlier that day.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 3:13 pm
Crow drops from the rafters baiting her sister with a laugh. "Well, well, look what we have here. The happy little home maker. How did you ever break free from the restraints that had you bound to that pathetic man and his spawn.?" She advances slowly, peering down at Angel.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 3:16 pm
Sighing she turns over, ignoring Crow, maybe she's get the hint and bugger off.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 3:24 pm
"You've become such a p***y Angel. Your soft and it insults me." She reaches down, gripping the back of Angel's shirt, yanking her up to her feet. "Face me, fight me.."
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 3:44 pm
Twirling around in a crimson flurry of hair and sash she snaps. "Crow, go back to your dungeon, play with your toys and your slaves, forget about me...and our life we had when we were one."
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 4:24 pm
"Your Pathetic, your fortunate I am expected elsewhere." She bursts into a murder of Crows and flies away.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 4:28 pm
Shaken she walks back upstairs. She hadn't been feeling well and this didn't help.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:44 pm
He sighed as he walked in. Life had become so... dull. He sat on the couch and looked up at the ceiling as he wondered what would happen if he went back to the way he was... the thought made him smile a bit.
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 12:09 pm
A swift wind would gently blow the doors open, stopping them dead in their tracks before they hit the wall, no noise was heard.
A cloaked form would slowly move into the inn, its form moving in soft, masculan strides. The form stood somewhere between six foot three, and six foot four, and was of what seemed to be a muscular form. But not big enough to make him look like a hulking brute.
He would gently come to a hault, lifting his hands, he would gently lower his hood, revealing his almost angelic face. His features seemed to be carved from stone by angels on high. Locks of silver hung down over his face, but the shining strands only made up his bangs, the rest of his locks were jet black, and slightly spiked.
A strap of crimson fabric could be seen spaning around his scalp, covering his eyes. His head was lowered as he drew in a deep breath, taking in the sents of the area.
"This place...seems so familiar...."
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 1:47 pm
*Shadow walks into the bar and sits down on a couch*
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 2:25 pm
Matthew wandered into the Inn, sighing lightly as he entered. The scent of his human blood was strong in the air, giving away his presence to any people that could sense him. Matthew was currently on a search he could not explain. He was trying to find samurai or ronin that were like him...or swordsmen that fought like him as well. This would be quite easy to do, if only it wasn't for him wishing to find a female samurai/swordswoman. He hardly understood the reasons he had himself...
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