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 Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 8:02 pm
"Oh. Well, when you see her next be sure to mention my appreciation for her help." Maximus cocked his head, turning to look at his own body in a window reflection and the vine/rock-like growths along his body. "Being different doesn't mean you're bad, or wrong. At least she's useful and helpful." He shook his head and looked away from his clone. "Different tends to make life harder. She just needs to choose whether she's going to let the pressure break her or make her stronger." He passed Lorien a small smile. "She seems to be inclined toward the stronger choice though. You can tell her I respect that as well as appreciate it."
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 10:14 am
Lorien nodded her head. "I will tell her first thing when I see her again." She smiled before looking for the bus. "So do you know which one it is?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 7:42 pm
He shook his head. "No, I don't. We're supposed to have someone guide us. I think we're supposed to meet him at the... the... kiosk."
And sure enough, a man holding two large dog treats was waiting near the information booth and sighed as he tucked the bones into their bags. "You're bus is this way. Come on." He said impatiently, turning heel and marching away. He lead them to one of the shining dark blue buses. "There you are." He turned again and marched away quickly.
Maximus frowned at the retreating form. "I don't like him much." He muttered as he waited for Lorien to get on the bus. "You may choose whichever seat you wish. I'll follow."
Feeling the slight weight the treats added to his pack, he nodded as he thought they would be nice for the trip. The man was short with them, but he was good enough for that.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 8:18 pm
Lorien was a bit disappointed with the service they received, but she shook it off since it wasn't too bad. "Alright." She darted onto the bus before choosing a nice comfy window seat. "It doesn't bug you that I'm always taking the window seat does it?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 10:36 am
"Always?" Maximus chuckled. The train had two window seats, as did the taxi. You can have the window seat here. Besides," He said as he jumped onto the seat next to Lorien. "I can still look out the window a little, and this seat is just as comfortable, I'm sure."
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 10:47 am
Lorien cheerfully smiled. "Alright. Then I'm content." She then looked out the window. "I'm guessing that the boat part will probably be the longest considering that it takes normally days to cross an ocean when on a boat in the Atlantic." She lightly smiled to herself. "I wonder if that's how Atlantia got her name."
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2009 3:03 pm
Maximus nodded. "Yes, and the ocean is very large, I hear." He cocked his head and chuckled. "I wouldn't be suprised. Atlantic, Atlantia. Well, speaking of names, does your's mean anything? How did you come to aquire it?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2009 8:27 pm
Lorien paused for a second thinking it out. "Well...I think it dates back to my past...I did come from a pack of wolves that lived in harmony with the forest. I guess you could say we were like elves or earth elementals." She paused. "Would you want to hear the whole story?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 11:18 am
Maximus shrugged. "Only if you wish to tell it."
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 11:22 am
Lorien shrugged. "Well I don't care. The past can't be rewritten so it's not going to change the fact that it happened." She frowned a bit while looking down. "Deep in the forests of Mithros there used to be a pack of tanish brown wolves that looked similar to me. We could all control the element earth and bend it to our will. However the only reason we were able to do this was through the spirit of the woods. Unfortunately the spirit got corrupt with power and eventually started to demand more and more sacrifices." She paused for a second before holding up her paw with the bracelet and markings on it. "This is the mark they gave everyone to make sure that the wolves knew that they were forever chained to that spirit."
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 5:14 pm
Maximus listened closely. Was this the past that she had spoken of before? He sat still, alert eyes focused on Lorien, showing he was paying attention. It would have been hard not to anyways.
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 9:56 pm
Lorien paused and sighed. "None live nowadays except for me. The reason why is because the forest wolves themselves were sacrifices." She paused and looked at him. "Knowing this does this change your opinion of me?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 6:38 pm
Maximus flicked his ears back, sadness in his eyes. That spirit made them sacrifice themselves... That's terrible." His ears stood back up in suprise.
"Dear Lorien. That is a desparing past to hold in memory, but it does not change you in the way you might think. Something about you kept you safe from the spirit's powers, even with that mark and that bracelet, and you're here alive. You're life must have a worth that only the mother earth can know, for she chose you to save. I'm humbled by your presence." He bowed his head to her once before looking back up. "You certainly are something special, Lorien."
Then he chuckled, a smile gracing his muzzle. "However, that still doesn't explain what your name means."
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 4:04 pm
Lorien shook her head. "It is, but yet I don't think of it too much." She looked at him and smiled a bit. "Really? I guess you could think of it that way." She then laughed at his last comment. "Well truth be told, I only know it's elven language." She shrugged. "I never got to figure it out myself since I was a young infant at the time."
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 6:20 pm
"Elven language." He said with a nod, even though he had no clue what 'elven' meant. Was that like latin? "Maybe that could be something we find out as well on the way to Rome." He offered.
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