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 Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 4:22 pm
(rides here Ill post more in a moment)
Itaku quietly stood up as dusted the snow off of his street clothes. He walked over into the street and sighed heavily. He began to push away the snow from the ground, revealing a lone flower growing in the soil. " War leads to creation....a rebirth if you will. War is filled with sorrow and sadness, without it however the world would eventually cave in and implode.... I don't necessarily agree with war, however it is necessary to keep the fleeting peace that we might have..." His eyes were flashing a pale white as he walked back over to the stoop, he once again sat on the banister and began to speak.
"You and I are more alike then you could possibly imagine...I am not as willingly to admit my past as you however... I have my reasons..." His voice went somber for a moment as if he was lost in a dream, but he immediately snapped back to reality.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 4:28 pm
Greg stood slowly and walked inside without a word. He stopped at the doorway and turned to Itaku. "I promised a little girl that i would fix their beds first....if you wish to join me or attempt another project." he replied then turned to begin his project.
Greg walked deep into the house, following the direction of the children. He noticed that a chunk of wall had fallen across the room. He ushered the children out of the way before pushing his body against it, slowly lifting it off the ground. On the ground beneith it lie a single book. Like the doll in the middle of town, his stuffed it in his pocket for future time. He would give all these things to the orphanage when he felt it was finally fixed. Taking a small breath, he began reassembling the broken bedframes and using the few tools that the orphange held to repair the walls around the large room.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 4:39 pm
Itaku sighed lightly, Greg truly was almost the same as himself. That made him dangerous both as an ally and an enemy....it also made him an considerable ally.. Itaku got up and brushed himself off and walked inside. He slowly made his way into the house, he didn't feel wanted here yet but he would change that. He began to walk around the orphanage looking for work.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 4:39 pm
Nao listened intently as Greg and Itaku spoke. When they were finished she walked over to Greg. Her eyes were soft as she tapped his shoulder. "I knew her....Anna." She said quietly. Anna was a nice person, one of her best friends before Yuki...but she had gone missing. "She's..um, dead?" She choked on the last word like it was poison. So many people in her life had died.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 7:21 pm
Greg finished another bed before turning to Nao. "yes....she died fighting for what she believed in.....but from her own army." he said, the last words feeling like sandpaper in his throat. "Nao, do me a favor really quick." He took a look around the room and out the doorway before turning back to her. "I cannot have anybody know who I am.....so if you please...?" he said softly, turning back to another set.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 8:08 pm
He walked through the snow covered road to Snow Town, Bracing the winds that hissed around him. It sure was cold but he was used to it by now. He had spent years up here in the north, studing long and hard on strange things almost mystic you could say. He now entered the town limits when he suddenly stepped on somthing... it was a gun.
"What is this doing out here?" Just as he asked however it turned out this was not the only gun out there. He soon saw many more guns along the road ranging from pistols, assualt rifles, to even rocket launchers. "What happened here? Did the red coats attack here?" In a flurry of confusion and fear he ran to the closest building which was the orphanage he visited during his usual trip for supplies(only to visit the kids of course). He ran toward the building, hopefuly he would get information about what had happened here.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 12:25 am
By this time, Yuki had returned to the kitchen to continue preparing dinner for everyone, including the guests. "I don't know if I can trust them completely yet...But they do seem to want to help...it's the least I can do..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 12:40 am
Yume limped to the orphanages front door and dropped her bag on the stoop. "So this is Snowtown Orphanage..." she murmured. "Not very lively...It must have been badly damaged in the battle." Yume then took a breath before moving to the door and gently rapping on the marred wood. "Hello? Is anyone there?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 4:49 am
[Make sure you write what his name is. "___ felt then wind on his face"] {I can't post now I try do it later! wink }
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 5:59 pm
Just as he ran to the orphanage he saw a girl on the stoop. He yelled out to her "Hello! hello! miss could you help me?" Malcom kept running to the Orphange hopeful for a reply.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 7:33 pm
At the sound of voices outside the orphange, Greg stopped his project and walked towards the window, reaching for the knife that he had left outside. He cursed under his breath and without anybody around, summonded another one that he slipped into it's sheath. He peeked around the corner at the doorway, ready to strike if needed. He waited patiently as voices were created outside the door.....what now?...
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 10:11 pm
Yume whirled around, surprised by the voice. Her bad leg slipped on the icy steps, causing her to pitch forward into the wall, which she then proceed to slide down to crouch at the bottom, cradling her head. "Oww..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 12:30 pm
Nao chuckled as she came up behind. "Well that sounds like Anna." She said.n She put her hand on Greg's shoulder and turned him around. " And you mean your magic?" She asked.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 3:09 pm
Itaku was the closest to the foyer, he peeked his head out from the kitchen. He sighed deeply. "What in the world now...is there even more distractions...both troops were ordered to retreat..this couldn't possibly be an enemy could it?" Itaku sighed deeply once more and waited inside the kitchen, his right arm at the ready to pull his trench knives out.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 3:48 pm
Greg nodded quietly without looking at Nao. He took a small breath, and crept to the door, placing his ear against it. There was two voices for sure. A man and a woman....I cannot take any chances..but what if it's somebody who'll give a child a home?.....He changed his posture, slipping his knife into it's sheath, and waited for the next knock.
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