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 Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:11 pm
"That and crazy," Azkadeliah muttered.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:17 pm
"Oh?" Jazz gave her a curious look that implied her to explain.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:25 pm
"Who breaks into the house of their greatest enemy to free some flying monkeys? She only made it out of there because Dad was head of the guards and tricked the rest of them into leaving so Mom could escape!" Azkadeliah still couldn't believe the story. "I mean, who does something that stupid?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:27 pm
"Someone with a great deal of passion for their cause," Jazz remarked softly. "Forgive me if that was rhetorical."
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:31 pm
Azkadeliah blinked. She was used to talking to Glitch. Glitch didn't use words like rhetorical. He probably didn't even know what it meant. "Yeah, well, I suppose she did some good. In her way." She paused. "What are your parents like? Crazy like mine?" she asked, curious.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:38 pm
"I do not believe so," he said as they walked. "My mother is a type of match maker and seems to enjoy bring people together. I often wonder how she does her work and remains unaware of the matches her own children make for themselves..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:41 pm
"She sounds like a people person at least. My mom avoids people like the plague," Azkadeliah said. "What do you mean about the matches your siblings made for themselves? Don't you like your in-laws?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:45 pm
"I worry about some of my sisters' lifemates..." he said slowly. "Actually, none of them are what I expected for my dear sisters. Of the two I am aware, neither seems fully capable of caring for and protecting my sisters. I worry for their health and their happiness."
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:49 pm
Azkadeliah blinked. "Why do your sisters need protecting? Can't a girl take care of herself?" Her mom could definitely kick her dad's a**. She'd saved him in their day as much as he'd saved her.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:53 pm
"A carpathian male protects females at all costs," he replied. "We are of the darkness...supposedly we are more capable in combat and in protecting. Males are trained from a young age in such abilities..." he shook his head. "Most emerge into adulthood as accomplished fighters..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 7:57 pm
"Most? Aren't there any females who like to fight?" Azkadeliah asked. If it were her, she'd want to at least know what she was doing. Of course, she'd probably end up trying something really stupid. Like a fireworks spell. That would not end well. Still, not every female was like Azkadeliah. Some could kick a**.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 8:02 pm
"Some would rather spend their time working on compositions," he said quietly. "It is not looked upon most favorably but..." He sighed and turned to her other question to escape dwelling on his own inadequacies. "For females that like to fight you could see the twins, my sisters seem to enjoy causing a little trouble..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 9:06 pm
"Why don't you like to fight?" It kind of reminded Azkadeliah of her dad. He didn't want to fight for anything. Then he met her mom.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 9:11 pm
"It never held my interest," he answered quietly. "I fear I have disappointed my father in that respect but music always called to me..."
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 7:33 am
"There are worse things you could do than like music better than fighting," Azkadeliah offered.
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