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Katz the Nine Lives rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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 Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 12:17 am
The kid of snakes twisted and churned his body within the entrapment. The free arm pressed against the Diva’s knee and began to aid in his slow turn. The fabric and skin rubbing together gave an irritating feeling to amber eye’s ribs, but he could not pay any heed to that at the time. The biggest concern was to get out of the fleshy vice and make a break for it, before his hair became multicolored and shaved. As his position changed on serpentine eye glared at the vixen that was humming and staring back with an impassive expression. It took two more minutes before his body could begrudgingly shift so that his front was to hers. With one free arm Shisei made another swipe at the kunoichi’s face. It still did not have a close enough range to scare the Hyuuga princess. “You know. You should be happy right now. A million men and women would probably off a royal family to be in between my legs. And here you are, squandering this once in a lifetime gift. I spoil you way too much. Ya know that?” Kanami stated in a relaxed tone and twirling her a piece of her between her fingers. The Orochi boy glared at the diva as his body still twisted and surged to release himself from the soft, yet strong trap. If he could only get his other limb out it would be much easier. No if he had jutsu it would have been easier.“If you mrgh… want to spo….illll me on anything…grhhh then do it on jutsu. You treat me as if. I can’t learn it, but… grehh.. I can learn techniques better than anyone in my generation.” Shisei struggled out. It seems like everyone’s mission in life was to make sure he didn’t learn jutsu. The girl just let out a soft sigh. “I can’t teach you jutsu because it’s against the clan rules. We’re only supposed to teach Hyuuga. I’ve told you this before.” the unusually soft spoken kunoichi stated. It was not the first time Shisei had heard it. Kanami had to tell the ghost colored child that horrible news within the first three days. The boy would have to come around some way to learn techniques on his own. It was becoming apparent that he needed to do that. To at least do something or his skeleton would remain in the same spot forever. The other arm finally managed to muscle its way through pass the soft skin allowing both of his arms to be free. The struggle so far made the child huff and puff. Now he just needed to figure out how to get the last part of his frame out. The serpent youth began to push down on both the kunoichi’s knees with his palms hoping that would pry them open. “Ohhh. You may actually get out of this after all. See. You probably don’t even need jutsu after all.” Kanami teased in which the dread hair did not take any pleasure in.
Hyuuga Leg Vice
Now he’s done it and Kanami will squeeze the life out of him if need be. Shisei will need to escape from this move before it’s too late.
1d20 + 6 Escape= 22
DC: 16
Train: 2/3
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Katz the Nine Lives rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 6:02 pm
It was a shame that she could not teach him, but the one thing Kanami recognized is that he was one who would find a way. Hopefully one that would make him more social, but the snake boy was not one to give up. Still no reason for him to be too sullen on such a special day. That’s why she quickly decided to put the topic back on his plight. Her smooth fingers quickly moved towards the boy’s face. Shisei at this time was too focused on trying to power out of the diva’s death lock to see the attack coming. The five digits went above his nose and above his eyes. The target was in sight and Kanami did not miss. “Oh!” Shisei lowly shouted out. His gold eyes glared at the girl in surprise as one of his palms now held the spot of pain. His eyebrow. “What did you just do??” the Orochi wanderer questioned in slight disbelief. Between her fingers the promiscuous fox twirled a small trace of purple hair. “Who me? Nothing much. I just plucked your eyebrow.”
“Well please refrain fr Ouch!” the serpent youth yelled again holding his other eyebrow now. His glare could have now frozen a part of the sun, but the diva remained on phased by the icy look. The magnolia eyes peered off into the sky while whistling a tune as her hand now had to more pieces of violet brow locks. Now it was becoming a new unpleasurable game to the boy that he needed to halt. His body arched in a lunge at the vixen with both arms extended to choke the blue hair bubble head. Again she was a little quicker. Her thighs pressed together tightly which made another yap slip through the usually closed lips of the Orochi. “Ha ha! What to do now little Shisei? You should have just sat back and enjoyed my gentle touch. Instead I will show you one of the pains of beauty. If only I had some wax I’d make you baby smooth and cry! Bet you wish you just stayed quiet and enjoyed the ride now.”
“Feh. Sit back and let you deter me any longer don’t make me.. !!” the boy’s eyes closed from the wincing pain of an eye lash being pulled this time. It almost wanted to make his tear ducts open up and let a few trickles down his face, but the Orochi was stronger than that. At the same time such continuous treatment would have its effects sooner than he would like. The boy used an arm to cover his face while the other flailed around to parry off her fingers. Kanami suspected he’d do something to that degree so she augmented her vise around the child’s waist. Shisei feeling the air leaving his body had to use both of his arms to stop the vixen’s lower body from clipping him in half. Yet as soon as his hand left his face, it was no longer safe…. “Ow!” the boy barked out with a growl after. Irritating was not a good enough word to describe the serpent youth at this time. Every time he tried to block the kunoichi’s advances towards his brow or eyelashes she’d try and squeeze the pulp out of him. When the dread hair’s mind converted to the crushing strength, his face was open for assault too. Not a good position to be in.
Hyuuga Leg Vice
Now he’s done it and Kanami will squeeze the life out of him if need be. Shisei will need to escape from this move before it’s too late.
1d20 + 6 Escape= 10
DC: 16
Train: 2/3
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Katz the Nine Lives rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 10:26 am
Kanami stared at her fingers which contained five more strands of purple brow and lash. “I’ll give it to you little boy. Any other boy would probably have tears streaming down their face. You’re still doing well though. I’m starting to wonder if your face is made out of porcelain or something.” Ms. Flirt stated staring at the boy’s face. She had unbuckled and zipped down his jacket to just at his neck to get a full look at ivory face. It despite everything it did not change from its usual look. Although the skin around Shisei’s eyes were more creased than usual. The snake youth did not cry, but that didn’t mean his eyes were not on the verge of tearing. Truly unsavory since the last time the youth cried was… perhaps never. Shisei could not remember a time that he ever did cry. He wasn’t planning on breaking that streak either. His legs pushed off of the dirt to make a lunge at the kunoichi. Surprisingly Kanami released her leg lock and moved to the side. Little snake’s lunge carried him only to the ground of cemetery. His form turned so that he was on his back, planning to kick flip up and speed away like a bat in the night. Unfortunately the diva proved to be one step ahead. As soon as his chest turned towards the sky the teen’s bigger form landed directly on the chest and ribcage of Shisei. “Gahh!” he coughed because all of the air became drained out of him. “Thanks for switching. I prefer to be on top anyways.” the vixen stated while adjusting her blue gold locks. “Now what should I do with you?” the vixen said slightly seductive pinning the boy’s arms over his head with one arm and flicking his nose with the other.
“Can you get off of me now? I have better things to do.” the snake child stated, which made Kanami grunt. Her body raised as if talking to the sky, but keeping the child pinned with one arm. “How old are you again? Twelve? Thirteen? You’re no fun at all. Any other boy would have sprouted a woody like an oak tree by now. You sure you’re not a eunuch?”. Shisei didn’t change expression. His body did not struggle either. His eyes just stared up at the kunoichi waiting for her to let him ago. He couldn’t out power at the moment so he needed to think of a better tactic. The youth dove into his brain calculating different scenarios so even though his solar colored eyes were burning a whole into the diva’s head he was not paying attention. When consciousness returned he was upfront with the renounced lips of Kanami a foot away hawking up the longest string of spit to drip down on his forehead. “What the hell is wrong with you?!! Are you five!!? Let me go now?!!” The boy said with his face breaking for once showing anger. The diva sucked the line of saliva back into her mouth with a slurp. “Dear Kami…. He does have life in him. Awesome! I just animated a lifeless doll!” Kanami teased. Now the snake was trying to struggle out of his predicament but the coy vixen would not let him go. “Well you see…” Magnolia eyes began while making a slurping sound to add more spit to the arsenal. “I figured this would be the best way to motivate you. And it worked.” with that the diva allowed the long line to slowly climb down. Every few seconds dropping a little lower towards Shisei’s face. It was time for the dread hair to initiate tactic 39.
The next sound is a glass breaking screech from Kanami as if someone just lopped off one of her arms. Someone just may as well. The next site is of Shisei flying five feet into the air into a gravestone, knocking it over. Well not the best plan but it freed him and gave the boy a ten foot head start from the kunoichi. Kanami held Shisei’s arms above his head, but her other hand had fallen close to the side of the boy’s face. It didn’t take much time for Shisei to turn his head and use those Orochi fangs to sink into a ligament on the hand. At this time Kanami had taken off her glove and was staring at her thumb. Her Byakugan eyes partially activated usually meant that the line had been crossed. The one thing most did not need to do was miss with the diva’s beauty and goddess like skin. “Ohh my kami! You little plum stain!!! I swear if your teeth broke skin I’m gonna defang your entire jaw and turn you into a belt!!!!” the angry diva screeched into the night as Shisei began to make his escape. He leaped on top of a gravestone and turned back to view an angry Hyuuga. “Feh. Screw you. I’ll deal with you later. I’m leaving.”. With that the snake bounded off into the night.
-Exit to Library-
Hyuuga Leg Vice
Now he’s done it and Kanami will squeeze the life out of him if need be. Shisei will need to escape from this move before it’s too late.
1d20 + 6 Escape= 19
DC: 16
Train: 3/3
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 5:09 pm
Kanami stared at her poor finger. The little plum stain did not have enough time to actually break skin although there was a small almost invisible line of where his fang grazed. Beauty almost ruined!!!!!! Luckily Mi’s Secret cream could repair such a small injury easily. “Thank the heavens for Mi’s Secret cream.” Kanami thought to herself. The love kunoichi stared off as Shisei sprinted away. The girl could catch, but decided not to. She was feeling too lazy now and besides her hair was all frizzled from messing the kid. She let out a sigh thinking of all the things she missed today. By the looks and sounds the ceremony probably finished or was finishing up. This probably also meant that whoever was in charge had already left, not mention a great opportunity to introduce herself to the entire village in the most gorgeous way possible. All the work she had to do today was placed on the back burner which meant Himoto was going to ride her bum like a wooden strap on. It was actually becoming depressing the more the Trunk family’s diva thought about it. Scratching the side of her head she yelled out the disappearing ghost like form. “Hey Shisei! Go to the village and catch up with your friends. If anything some of them may still be around. Also come back by my room later tonight. And it’s nothing sexy so don’t get your hopes up!”. With that Kanami made her own departure from the grave site, nursing her finger.
-Exit to Housing Distict-
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Flecha-veloz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 2:54 pm
His body was trembling already because of the cold and the road to the graveyard was eerie and cold on its own. Rokugi didnt like graveyards at all, his Shinto and Buddhist teachings talked of restless spirits that resided in such places, Kami, and Oni who would stop at nothing to do evil to those paying their respects to the dead. His pace had slowed down and his breaths had become shorter but his face remained the same. At this point you could not tell if he was sweaty or just wet from the lagoon but it didnt matter at all. He had yet to encounter the girl and if he hadnt seen her at the village she could have already arrived. He couldnt confront Hamma if that was the case. Even so he kept on running he wouldnt just turn around on this race. Hamma had told him on his first day in the island, female ninjas in this place seemed to be monsters who could easily devour a man.
Race to your grave
1d20+(1)Sprint = 10
DC: 10+ (1)Sprint =11
2/3
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Flecha-veloz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 2:55 pm
Rokugi caught a shadow on the floor as he was running and he jumped out and started to run faster only to later see it had been a tree branch. Today had started good but now it was simply being a humiliation. First he had lost to a girl at finding the Kunai and now he was scared by a silly tree. He clasped his right hand tight around his monk rosary. He kept on running but in silence he prayed to his ancestors to keep him safe from any danger.
After a little while he could see the graves of the place, it wasnt such a big graveyard but it still looked scary enough for him. As he got closer he noticed it was completely empty, there was not even a soul around and thats when it hit him, he had arrived first somehow. " Where is the girl then?" He looked around slowly as his imagination began to roll. What if she had arrived first and an Oni had eaten or attacked her? He hadnt even seen her to know he had catch up. Standing really still and with his had still in his rosary, Rokugi kept his eyes wide open just in case anything weitrd appeared.
Race to your grave
1d20+(1)Sprint = 18
DC: 10+ (1)Sprint =11
3/3
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Sakuran H rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 12:11 pm
She had found her way through the village and past the academy, just like Hamma-Sensei had said to do. As she made her way through the area, she started to strain her hearing to see if she could hear the other boy or even hear Hamma-Sensei, since he was so hard to miss. In her concentrating on listening for the others, the girl wasn't paying attention and nearly tripped over one of the headstones that lay in the ground. She stumbled, but did not fall over completely. So she slowed herself down a little to catch her breath and to ready herself to keep pushing forward.
Race to your grave
DC: 10+ Sprint[2]= 12
1d20[1]+Sprint[2]= 3
2/3
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Sakuran H rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 12:17 pm
Giving herself one last push of energy, Akemi pushed herself to sprint onwards. Dodging between headstones of random dead people was difficult to do when you were running full speed. After a few moments, the girl cought sight of a shadow of some sort, and as she grew closer, she noticed it as the boy from class... So he had passed me... she thought to herself as she began to slow down behind him. She didn't see Hamma-Sensei yet... so as she stopped she placed her hands on her hips and just focused on catching her breath.
Race to your grave
DC: 10+ Sprint[2]= 12
1d20[14]+Sprint[2]= 16
3/3
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 9:04 am
Hamma walked out behind a tall tombstone his hammer still slung on his shoulder. "Aye lad ye be right. You ran hard." The man sat down setting down his hammer. "The contest was to push ye both to your limits. The run to the graveyard was so ye could see why ye be learning to be shinobi. The villagers and the future shinboi after ya. That is what ye be trying so hard to protect. Unlike the villagers and students after you, when you get stronger and climb in the shinobi ranks here be where they put ya mistakes. Learn this graveyard well, cause your friends and families will end up here." Hamma was being a little harsh, but he had many friends and family members buried during the wars he had fought. He had taken many lives as well. It was a part of being a shinobi. The sooner someone taught them that the better. "Now, go on home and take a rest. Tomorrow only gets harder. Thats the life you have chosen, that's the life we have all chosen"
Akemi: +16 exp +1 detect +1 swim +1 sprint
Rokugi: +17 exp +1 detect +1 swim +1 Sprint
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 8:47 am
Akemi just stood in silence as Hamma-Sensei gave them their speech. Her face stayed stright and emotionless, just as it normally was, but as she listened on, she could feel a small constriction in her chest. Growing attached meant seeing people she may eventually befriend here, laid to their eternal rest. As of right now, she didn't have to worry about that, because she had no one that she had grown attached to in the two days she had been on this island. Hamma-Sensei was being stright forward and one hundred percent honeset, not sugar coating anything. She had to respect that, and as she turned to leave, she gave the man a small nod of her head.
[exiting to Raiken Mansion]
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Flecha-veloz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 6:48 pm
Having taken to his heart what Hamma had spoken, Rokugi watched silently as his Sensei and partner left the graveyard. Soon enough he was all alone in a graveyard at night. His first reaction was one of fear as he looked around and the stillness of the place sank into him, Then it was a calm sensation. He knew the people here must have been good people and would never do anything to harm him and he was protected by his ancestors. Walking slowly to the center of the graveyard, the kid dropped to his knees. Before leaving he would pay his respects and do his meditation in the company of those who had given their lives to protect the village. Who better to teach him the ways of becoming a better person than those who had passed on to the next realm of existence?
Daily meditation
As part of his Buddhist beliefs Rokugi is supposed to meditate into the being he is at the start of his day and later on, once the day is over, meditate on who has he become after the day is done. In order to do so he must block all exterior influence and focus on his self as a being. That way trying to achieve perfection as a human being.
DC: 10 + (6)Focus
1d20 + (6)Focus = 24
Train: 1/3
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Flecha-veloz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 7:02 pm
His body was facing the entrance of the graveyard just like the tombstones where. He pulled first his left sleeve back and then the right one before clasping both hands together tight. He kept both hands close to his chest and closed his eyes to start meditation and prayer. " Oh Great Shinobi's who lay here resting this day, grant me the knowledge and the will to do the right thing and protect those who you swore to protect just as i have done by joining this community" The words came from his heart as he knew that the vow he had taken when joining this village was not only to protect those who lived here but all those people who needed him as well as his own mother. The night was more chilly than cold and every breath that came from the boy, left a trail of white in the air,very faint but still there.
Daily meditation
As part of his Buddhist beliefs Rokugi is supposed to meditate into the being he is at the start of his day and later on, once the day is over, meditate on who has he become after the day is done. In order to do so he must block all exterior influence and focus on his self as a being. That way trying to achieve perfection as a human being.
DC: 10 + (6)Focus
1d20 + (6)Focus = 8
Train: 1/3
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Flecha-veloz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 1:13 pm
After having spoken to these men and women the kid crossed his legs underneath him and sat comfortably. His eyes closed slowly as he regulated his breathing for meditation. His first obstacle was the cold. The night was kind of chilly and he needed to forget of his body pains in order to connect with his true self. His body was insignificant to him for it was his spirit what he needed to find awareness for. His breathing dropped to almost a still and his body started to feel as if he was asleep even so his mind was still conscience of every other thing. He could hear and smell everything around him but his body no longer felt the cold in the wind
Daily meditation
As part of his Buddhist beliefs Rokugi is supposed to meditate into the being he is at the start of his day and later on, once the day is over, meditate on who has he become after the day is done. In order to do so he must block all exterior influence and focus on his self as a being. That way trying to achieve perfection as a human being.
DC: 10 + (6)Focus
1d20 + (6)Focus =16
Train: 2/3
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Flecha-veloz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 1:15 pm
The sounds of the night filled his ears and the smell of humidity filled his nose. He would expect that silence in a graveyard would be scary but in fact little by little he could listen to animals and other creatures Little by little the silence came and he could smell no more. He knew where he was but his body didnt recognize any of its surroundings. Instead of feeling he could sense all the things around him. He began to see images of what had happened during the day and see the words as what the teachings they where. Suddenly there was another presence.
Rokugi was paralyzed in that instant and no matter how hard he tried to move he could not. The entity had no feeling of whether it was evil or friendly, simply a sense of power beyond what he had ever known. Images of weird places began to from in his head and he saw a place as if he was there. There was a great temple in what seemed to be a mountain summit up high covered by snow and the clouds. He saw flashes of different places in the temple as if he had been transported from one place to another inside the place and then there was a silhouette in front of him. The figure was a man, in the back he was wearing a Katana and on his right hand he had a Buddhist staff. Then as he had see all that everything went black and he fell to the back. Lying down on his back he stared at the stars for a while trying to figure what did all that mean. He couldnt make up any of the images as something he had ever seen before. He wanted to see more but he was scared of what could all that mean. He felt it was a message from his ancestors but his knowledge now was not enough. He needed to train and learn more and find out what this place was. Getting up and making one final prayer Rokugi walked back to his house to sleep and prepare for the next day.
Daily meditation
As part of his Buddhist beliefs Rokugi is supposed to meditate into the being he is at the start of his day and later on, once the day is over, meditate on who has he become after the day is done. In order to do so he must block all exterior influence and focus on his self as a being. That way trying to achieve perfection as a human being.
DC: 10 + (6)Focus
1d20 + (6)Focus =22
Train: 3/3
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:57 pm
RIP-So
rri Song For the Past
With This early mourning Sorri arose dirty and in pain. He bath and changed into whatever extra clothing the clinic and put his hoody over it.All of the cloths he had owned had burned in the fire. His walk from the Clinic to the Graveyard had been a long one. His head had been hanging and Sorri didn't even notice it, but daily it went a little more lower and by now, he had been unintentionally starring at his feet when he walked. Sorri placed two prelit osenko incense into the canister atop of Ero's tombstone took a few steps back and got on his knees, performing a light prayer.
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"............I'm sorry for letting harm come to your headband. I should have never let it ought my sight, I should have kept it with me at all times.. Even with all this "growth" all this strength I'm still useless.."The Ibazi teen's eyes glossed over as he let his unfiltered words flow. "I'm useless and it hurts..I miss you and it hurts! I've been here on this island for more then 3 years now and no one knows me!!! Everyone I knew have either left, or I pushed them away. I spend most of my time enduring pain and if not doing then I'm think which with time brings more pain. I don't have warm memories with my classes. My best memories aren't winning a race or some fight!" Sorri harshly sniffled and wiped the tears from his neck, face, and eyes. "My best memories belong to a dead cousin!!!...." This was Sorri's first time of letting it go, the frustration of getting left behind by an entire class of ninjas, of having to continue watching incoming Ibazis who in turn quit along the way, of watching the closet of them lay in a bed for months until she stopped breathing. Letting go the sadness that didn't just needle at his heart but drill its way in. He had no one, and now it felt like he had nothing. The sobs were quieted and Sorri stood with folded arms, holding on to his own body as he walked to the tombstone and took the headband out of his left pocket, placing it on the stone.
"I'm giving this back...I can't watch it Ero...and I'm sorry for insisting that I could. I'll be back when I can conversate without breaking down. Maybe then..if I'm strong enough I'll carry your honor again. Bye Ero...love you." Sorri began his walk to the shore, with his head hanging, oh so very...low
[Exit to Shorline]
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