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 Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 9:53 pm
Dani pulls out her swords faster than she should be able to.
"I have a bad feeling about this," she sighs as she pulls her helmet back on and the mask closes over her face.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 10:46 am
"Batrias! Get a hold of yourself! They had no choice at the time, unlike you. Stop this beserk rage. the riteous wrath of a holy warrior is what your Armor was meant to embody, not this blind destructiveness! I lost my memory to an oversue of my own p[owers two yeatrs ago, I attempted something I should not hacvem but it worked out because of what ryo and the others did!"
She held a hand out, palm up, and a silver yoroi appeared in it.
"Do not make me do this, Batrias. Put aside your rage- or at the very least direct it at someone directly responsible!"
she stepped between Dani and Batrias.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 1:06 pm
Just then, as Batrias pulled back, readying for another attack, a cloaked green form appeared in the distance. Batrias nodded and said, "So, it's happening again."
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 6:05 pm
Dani swollows hard.
"Shade-chan, I can take him on," she says, "you don't have to fight. I'm a Ronin, I'm used to this. Live your happy life."
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 6:12 pm
"Look there!" Batrias shouts, pointing with his sword to the green-cloaked figure. "He comes as he has before!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 6:22 pm
Dani looks back at the figure, thinking to herself.
I know him, somewhere from a childhood story, but where? Or when?
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:13 pm
"Ain't this a fine kettle of fish," Gold glinted lips surrounded this woman?s frustrated sigh. Greeny-bronze/brown eyes shifted under amber, eye shadowed lids across the streets of Toyama. But she couldn't have said what she was looking at, for she was ridiculously lost.
"I need a map." stare
Her name was Chamoka Holtz. An aspiring translator; who, despite her young age of 21, had several languages under her belt. From an outside standpoint she seemed quite a lucky person. She was strong, had lanky-lithe physique, a sharp mind and pleasant features, not only that, but she was good at what she did. But at this moment, she didn't feel particularly lucky. She didn't get that much in the way of opportunity in her life. When opportunity finally did strike, as her real luck would have it, she was lost and late.
"I bet I took the wrong Subway," She grumbled, casually slapped her khaki pants as though they were dusty. Wandering from block to block scanning streets for something that looked like where she was supposed to be
"Ah shoot! Why Japan!?!" She muttered to herself.
In spite of the possibility that it would look odd to walkers-by, she continued babbling. People in her home town babbled a lot, so she didn?t even consider the social effects.
"It was either Japan, or Germany. Common sense would have put me in Germany! I speak German so much better, I?ve been there before, and heck German is a forte not many people have! stressed
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"No, that's not the right street, ninja
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"But nooooo, Mama saaaayyys, 'My old friend says you'd do so goooood in Japaaan'.....gr.... I bet it was the creepy ol' medicine man that lives outta town she talk to! The great schemer of wild goose chases is what he is! I swear! If I ever again meet up with some vague, omniscient, Yoda figure I think I'll just smack him out of general principle!" scream
Now you mustn't get the wrong idea about Chamoka, she is not at all this abrasive usually. It is just that this kind of situation is quite enough to rattle her.
"hold the phone..... Some'n' ain't right here....."
You'll see now, there was a very good reason why she wasn't getting odd looks from complete strangers.
confused
"WHERE IS EVERYBODY!" eek
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 9:56 am
He stood in the shadows, watching Chamoka. Soon, he would reveal himself to her. Soon...and the world would change forever.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 1:27 pm
"Okay, okay, okay... There is an explanation for this..." Her mind began scurrying across her thoughts to find a logical explanation.... Sadly, the logical explanations' logic was sorely lacking.
" confused Um... Everyone in town has chicken pox... and have to stay inside?... No!... Godzilla is real and decided to punish the foolish mortals who don't believe in him...Why can't I think of anything constructive!" gonk
As with some people, ridiculous situations produced ridiculous explanations for ridiculous situations.
" biggrin A festival! There must be a celebration thingy that everyone is at... Wait confused ... my job interview was today... If everyone was at a festival stare ... my interviewer would not have scheduled my interview during the celebration.... I can't think of anything!" xd
She looked around for some unselective public place, a cafe or anything, in which she could ask for direction, or an explanation. Her eyes flew across the empty streets reading signs, growing edgy by this time.
"I shouldn't be getting this nervous," Her a shudder rippled across her body. She breathed uneasily through her mouth intensifying her sense of smell. She could feel a gathering of heat, but only to one side, all others were vacant to her senses.
"W-what the heck is going on.. Am I getting sick?"
She felt a soft pounding on the ground, like the stamping of feet, but she didn't hear any footsteps.
At this time she just thought her nerves were snatching away her sanity.
She placed her hand on the side of the wall of a cafe she happened to be standing next to, forcing herself to relax. With several deep breaths, successfully expelling her paranoia, these odd sensations faded.
"...Maybe... I should find a pharmacist...What am I talking about... scream I can't even find the nearest human being!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 6:55 pm
Seeing her pass, he whispers into the night, "Chamoka-san...Holtz-san...come here-san..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 9:10 pm
"Oh... Whoa... Creepy" She shivered from the inside, "I feel like I'm... being watched..... Wow Horror flick cliche," she tryed to shake the feeling off, but with little success. And those odd sensations felt earlier began to rise again.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 9:07 am
The man walks out of the shadows, favoring his right leg as he does so. He has black hair, peppered with gray. His beard is mostly grey, grown through the course of many unshaven days. In his hand, he holds a white orb. He is Batrias Kenketsu.
"Chamoka-san, play-san," Batrias says.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 9:08 am
The figure steps into plain view. Batrias points again to the green-cloaked figure. "It's Saberstryke, come to complete the circle!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 12:58 pm
eek
"Yii!" She gulped at the sudden appearance of this seasoned man.
"K-konichiwa," She stuttered.
Her feelings were an odd mix at this moment:
Firstly, she was relieved that she was not the last human on earth.
Secondly, she was edgy. People in big cities often didn't talk to complete strangers unless they were nut jobs.
Lastly, she questioned how well she actually understood what he said...Did he say play? This last question further strengthened her conclusion that this eccentric old man may be more than eccentric.
Despite this, she was lost, and there was no other source of information anywhere near.
"Sumimasen... Can you give me directions?" She asked carefully, knowing she could regret this.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 7:29 am
Batrias says, "I am san-san-san-san-san..." His body lurches sideways and, after righting himself he says, "Kenketsu is what they-san called me. Can you play-san, Chamoka-san?"
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