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 Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 3:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:21 pm
((Oy, deepest apologies... I just got a new job and the hours are intense... so I'm really trying to sort my life out right now. I'm sorry, but it's almost 1 am here and I think if I post I'll end up doing something I'll regret later.
Tomorrow I don't work at all, so I will make a conscious effort to move the plot along! Again, I'm sorry...))
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 8:19 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 9:42 am
[.Chiaroscuro.] ((Oy, deepest apologies... I just got a new job and the hours are intense... so I'm really trying to sort my life out right now. I'm sorry, but it's almost 1 am here and I think if I post I'll end up doing something I'll regret later. Tomorrow I don't work at all, so I will make a conscious effort to move the plot along! Again, I'm sorry...)) ((ish ok smile ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 9:35 am
((A'ight, it's been a while...))
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 2:16 pm
SirBayer ((A'ight, it's been a while...)) ((so u want to keep going? WE could always kidnap Mira twisted that way she'll stay apart of whatever we are doing...j/k!!! lol))
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 7:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 9:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 3:13 pm
((rolls in.... ...rolls out ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 7:51 pm
((um...are any of you guys going to post?))
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 9:25 pm
((Methoughts we were waiting for ChiaroScuro?))
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 4:59 pm
((she said that she was but ended up not posting for some reason...so idk...))
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 9:43 pm
((*frowns* so what's going to happen?? ))
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 11:49 am
((Absolutely nothing, I suppose.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 12:26 pm
((Blah, you have every reason to hate me right now...))
"They're trying to what?!" Mira exclaimed in horror. Never had she thought that Bermudia was in this much trouble. She knew of the strange happenings in the government's center, but this... this wasn't about politics anymore.
Cirta sighed. "It's true. The power left by the first Volcans is fading, faster than the current Volcans know what to do with. It won't be long before Bermudians are basically forced to rejoin the humans. If we don't... well... our race will all be outcast at the same time. Not many will be able to survive."
Mira gulped, imagining her home... her world crumbling into pieces and falling into the ocean below. All these people... wiped out in an instant.
"So, in order to prevent mass destruction, the Volcans have instructed the Flighters to do this. To... ensure our people's safety."
Mira nodded in understanding. "And now that you can't fulfill what you've been assigned... I have to do it." She felt ill. It was for the common good, she had to keep reminding herself, it was for the benefit of her people. Even still, the thought of her specific... assignment was turning her stomach. It was wrong, and her conscience didn't want any part of it.
"I'm sorry, Mira." Cirta took her shaking hands and held them tightly. "If I had known they would put you in my place, I would have gone, wing or no wing." he said. "I promise, I'm going to try to fix this."
Cirta could promise all he wanted, but Mira knew that the Volcans had made their decision on this problem and no other resolution would replace it. After enduring Flighter's training, Mira was going to the human world.
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Mira ended up leaving her home to walk off her stress and her thoughts. She folded her arms to keep her body heat near her as she paced through the cool air of the tunnels. She looked at all the side tunnels and openings to other Bermudian's homes... How aware were they of the danger that awaited them? Did they know that Bermudia was falling apart? There were rumors of collapsed tunnels all over their world, but just how extensive was the damage? She shuddered as she absently turned a corner. And how would the humans accept them? Will the wars start up right where they left off? Will they throw out the hundreds of refugees that will most certainly arrive at their doorways? Things were looking bleak and desolate.
And humans... Why were the lavans so intent on keeping humans unaware? That one from today was definitely dangerous, but were they all like that? She sighed. Difficult... this would definitely be difficult.
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