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 Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 9:20 pm
((from now on, anything in the purple means what Aya is saying.))
"Aren't you hungry, Yuki?" Aya had finished her transformation into a small dragon. She was small enough to sit on someone's shoulder or even on their hand. She had thin, dragon wings that were about a foot long each. She was still white.
Takiko looked at her and smiled. "No... I haven't been since I died.... I wonder why..." She looked at Aya and noticed she was a dragon. "Aya, why do you keep transforming? It was fine when you were a whisp, or even a serpent. But why a dragon?"
"I'm still a Spirit Serpent. I just have a dragon form. My true form is the serpent and this form is what I use when I hunt. Dragons scenses are much better than a snakes. Plus they can also taste the air like a dragon can." Aya flicked her forked tounge out of her mouth for a second as to prove what she said was true. "And these wings make it much easier..."
Takiko looked at her and smiled. She could easily understand how she could have multiple forms. that was one of the few memories that she had left, when she was using Karee as a diguise.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 10:40 pm
Takiko walked up to her and Koji's room. Once she opened the door, she noticed something was diffrent.
"What's wrong?" Aya asked, floating behind Takiko's head.
"His scent.. It's gone... has it been that long?..." Takiko lies on her bed. It was true, Koji's scent was gone. There wasn't a trace of it anywhere. Takiko dug her head in his pillow, just incase she missed a speck of it. She sat up as a tear rolled down her cheek. "oh well.... It's not like I remember him anyway..." Takiko lay on the bed on her side and quickly fell asleep. Aya slept on what was koji's pillow. Aya curled into a ball and quickly fell asleep next to Takiko.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:08 am
*William walks around the warehouse with a litt smoke, all his thought swearling inside his head.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:10 am
Sano comes runnign in and sees william i run to him and give him a big hug. "You sleep well?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:11 am
*I hug him*
"Um... yeah. How bout you ? "
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:15 am
I smiel up at him but then remember that Itachi should talk to him. "Itachi wants to talk to you let me go get him." I run and leave the wearhouse a few minuets later Itachi walks in. "Hey dad." He says as he walks in.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:18 am
"Hey Itachi. Sano saied you wanted to talk to me. "
*I´m not as shocked by the dad thing anymore, thou my thoughts are still not at rest.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:19 am
I walk in ot the kitchen and sit down at the tabel. "Have a seat dad."
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:21 am
*I get a glas of water and then sitt down oppositt Itachi.*
"So what´s on your mind ? "
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:22 am
"I fought Izale today i should have had him." I slam a fist down on the table.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:25 am
*I shake my head*
"Izale is very powerfull, you might be lucky to have gotten away alive. Thou I am impressed."
*I look at Itachi, searching for any sign of that power witch he must posses to survive Izale.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:27 am
"I wasnt alone that new gun shop guy was there he helped but Bebadora didnt she helped Izale ill make her pay for that one." I stare out he window.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:29 am
*I sitt thinking, 'I don´t like Bebadora and I never have, but she might just do what Azriel told her to.*
"Don´t worry, sooner or later he´ll die. He has to many enemies to live for mutch longer."
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:31 am
I take the revolver out of the holster and set it on the table. "I should have had him but he froze my gun."
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:32 am
*I glance at the gun*
"Well better your gun then you."
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