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 Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 3:43 pm
"still.. that very brave of you. I know I would think over a few times... but aren't you scared?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 1:31 am
[OOC] This is really gloomy here... Mind if I join? The Almighty TPot, I character made and designed and had fun with by me (He was actually made for a roleplaying site I'm on...) Might make things interesting. [/OOC]
I walked into the bar and looked around. Everyone was sitting near the bar. I walked over to a corner and sat down.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 2:32 am
"Im not worried about death anymore, everyone i ever cared about has been taken away" Jamie says before opening a box under the bar and pulling out a sharp razor-like sword.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 4:30 am
I looked across at the bar. The barkeeper was showing of a really nice sword. I looked down and made sure that mine was in place. It was a constant companion now, I had made way too many enemies.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 5:39 am
Jamie rubbed the diamond that was embedded into his sword "This is my sword, it was my grandfathers but it has been passed down to me, when i go to war i will use it and show no mercy to my enemies."
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 11:17 pm
So far I had not been noticed. Good.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 1:14 am
A nervous vibe fills the air. Russ attempts to smell for the source. His nose points to a man with a sword. He seems very cautious.
"This war spawns many interesting traits," he thinks to himself as he takes a bite at his food smiling as usual.
*COUGH!*
"Ack!" Chocked, Russ desperately reaches for his glass of water.
It's empty. eek
"Water! Ack! Please water!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 5:07 am
Jamie takes a clean glass and fills it with water "here you go sir."
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 6:01 am
Russ quickly drinks.
"Aaaah. Hahahahaha. xd "
"Food will be the death of me!" Russ exclaims. "Sorry bout that." He wipes his mouth with his sleeve, then gives a sigh in his short pause of relief.
"Beautiful sword by the way, Jamie." Russ starts. "Y'know Diamonds. They symbolize peace, purity, and protection."
'Weild it true to its meaning and it will sing your song as you dance in the battlefield'
"Truly a beautiful sword," Russ's smile widens as he continue staring at the sword, "It also symbolizes the moon."
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 6:45 am
"This sword is my life, i have only had to use it once to kill a Dark Demon, i feel so connected to it because it contains unbelievable power that is so amazi....." Jamie pauses. "Its a really powerful sword"
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 7:28 am
Russ lets out a snicker, "Careful now. Don't let its power blind you."
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 7:30 am
Keifie enters the establishment and looks around. His reddish-brown eyes peirce the scene and his slim, tanned face held an expression that could be interpreted as anything. He moves to the bar making no sounds, from the movements of his black tank-top snugly tucked into his black sweats to his padded black cloth shoes tied tightly about his ankles. Not even the chain of his Shoge, attached securely to his right hip, made a rattle as he walked. His smooth, raven black hair was slicked back upon his head and tied into a neat pony-tail just above the nape of his neck, hanging down only to the base of his neck. He sat down in a stool near the bartender just as silently as he had moved and, after a few seconds of quiet reflection, asked, "Do you have any rice wine?" in a calm, low voice hinting a slight german accent vying for control over his dominant japanese accent.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 7:34 am
Everyone in the bar freezes as this strange customer orders "No Sorry" Jamie says in a quiet and shy voice.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 7:38 am
Looking slightly irritated, Keifie sighs and says, "Very well then, I'll take the strongest vodka you have."
He shifts in his stool and glances around the room again, making small mental notes on each... 'thing' he sees.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 7:47 am
Russ never heard him move to the counter. He was a bit shocked at that fact given his heightened hearing. The stranger's vibrations are as undetectable as his movement.
Russ is at awe. Yet another interesting person. Having lived alone for quite sometime, he realised he missed this atmosphere. Be it shrouded by the darkness of war, lights of various colors give it life.
"Maybe I should enlist myself again," He thinks to himself. "I want to see the colors once more."
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