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 Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 12:36 am
*sees bodies*
I knew this was too nice to be any good...*Shunketsu keeps his hand near his kunai holster...*
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 6:26 am
::Shiko closed her eyes and turned her head away as she saw the dead bodies *thinks* How could I ever believe that happiness will follow me?*. Shiko shaked, she could not believe how much bad luck she can have all of her life!. Shiko carefully and slowly moved to one of her pouch ready for a fight::
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 4:45 pm
::Motoko quickly formed a barrier around Aiko and herself, then she tried to calm Aiko down.::
"Don't worry. I promise that I will keep you safe. Please just trust me. Grab onto my back, hold on tight, and don't let go no matter what alright?"
::Motoko then grabbed two kunais out of her pocket and took a fighting stance. This wasn't looking to good.::
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 5:23 pm
::Shiko closed her eyes and sent a comforting message to Motoko::
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 7:38 pm
::Motoko felt that Shiko was worried and let her know that she was fine, it was just going to be difficult with a little girl with her. She would have to watch out for Tomasu too. This was deffinately getting worse.::
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 7:40 pm
::Shiko opened her eyes then narrowed them *thinks* That woman is no ordinary woman. She could be from the Sound Village.*::
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 10:56 am
neh....Shiko-chan, keep your guard up ok?
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 10:56 am
::Shiko nodded::
"Of course I'm aware of this"
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 1:02 pm
::the shadow creatures began to spread out again and advanced, with them they brought a chill air and the smell of death. Aiko clung to Motoko's back and squeezed her eyes shut::
::the kitty sat on top of Shunketsu's head, seemingly bored, it even yawned. The woman continued to play the harp. Upon closer inspection it seemed that she had been playing for quite sometime, as blood was beginning to appear on the strings from her fingers, and sweat was forming on her face. But even with that she seemed calm as the notes drifted through the air::
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 1:05 pm
::Shiko's eyes widen *thinks* What is she doing?! She is going to kill herself if she does not stop!*. Shiko started to fight with herself.. Either she could help the woman and might be in trouble or stay back.::
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 1:08 pm
*Shunketsu thought that he might as well interrupt the woman and let her know of their presence...nothing else to do...*
hey...you there...the lady playing the harp....what happened here?
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 1:10 pm
::Shiko looked at Shunketsu then at the woman who was playing the harp. She sighed and relaxed a little now that Shunketsu had solved a little bit of what Shiko was worried about::
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 3:16 pm
::She shuddered when she felt the chill that the shadows bought. They absolutely reaked of death. But she had to be strong for Aiko, so she sent comforting thoughts to her and continued to stand her ground. It wouldn't be smart to waste energy without knowing your enemy.::
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 3:19 pm
::Shiko continued to relax and pulled out her kunai::
"What happened here..and Why are you just sitting there?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 8:57 pm
::the shadows closed in, and Aiko screamed, force waves emitting from her and destroying the shadow closest to her as she clung to motoko for safety::
::the woman didn't look up, but when she finally did her look was one of horror::
How did you manage to get in here? ::she stood, unsteady on her feet but ready to fight, behind her was the faint outline of a door, the handle hidden from view behind her body:: Get out of my village you foul creatures!
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