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 Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 1:56 pm
This time, Julius was very confused. "Oh...sorry...I must have had you confused with someone else....My apologies miss." He moved over to give her a spot on the couch if she wanted it, still smiling. "Please accept my apologies...I did not mean to offend."
((Yep))
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 1:58 pm
*Ali sendt another punch towards her lower stomach before he simply tried to kick her legs forwards and thus trying to trip her. She was gonna tell, even if he had to tear her apart and glue her back together and tear her apart again.*
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 1:59 pm
She got a confuse look on her face as she looked at Imoen.
"Huh?" Alley asked, and then just simply walked over to the bar. All the time looking down at the floor.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:02 pm
Imoen struggled, her arm travelling to each place of pain quickly after each impact he inflicted upon her.
"No matter what you do, i will not tell!"
She screamed as she fell forward, her shoulder dislocating as the cuffs kept her arm up but her body fell. Tears began to fall from her eyes.
Amara moved slowly to the couch with a smile on her face.
"No apology needed, you meant no harm. My name is Amara, and you are?"
She said politely, trying her best to ignore the screams of agony behind them.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:05 pm
A frown was on his face as he looked back at the fighters. "Such crude beasts they are....This may help." He made a few handsigns as he chanted a few words, and soon a grey veil drew around the two and a large portion of the room. It was silent, save for the fire crackling and Quake giving a few squeaks. No screams, no sounds of battle.
"This is better...At least my Sound Barrier spell will hold...By the way, I am Julius Cartwright. Enchanté." Julius smiled kissed the back of her hand in a gentlemen fashion.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:08 pm
* Ali watched her dangle with her dislocated arm from his, stomping down onto her stomach a couple of times before he simply aimed for her other hand with enough strength to break the fingers like twigs. With two hands out of function Ali were free to hurt her as she pleased, torture was on the menu.* Very well, then i'll just chop you into pieces, trap you within a spirit gem and send it somewhere your elders hold no power.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:14 pm
Magnaimo crawled on the face of the ceiling then over to the wall, crawling down to the edge of the wall. Jumping down from it, her spiderlike moves were impressing to anyone that havent seen the surreal.
/got this on i bios xd /
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:15 pm
Imoen screamed, the broken bones making her feel useless.
"Bring it!"
She cried out loudly, echoes of a great voice speaking single to Imoen, but everyone could hear.
"You are our greatest mind, we cannot."
It said deeply, echoing throught the inn.
"Bring it!"
She screamed again, this time louder as if she was in more pain.
"Are you sure, Lady Imoen, My daughter."
Imoen let out one more great scream, as if she was trying to say something but couldn't. Suddenly, after her scream died out, a elderly man appeared within the room, just outside of the dome Aliator had created with a golden box within his hands. He placed the box onto the floor, and simply looked at it, forcing it to slide within the dome, but stopping as the magical energy pushing it was nullified.
"You will rid me of a daughter, Aliator. We shall leave you."
Tears still fell from Imoens eyes, the pain unbareable.
Amara smiled as the room became silent.
"Ah, much better."
She said before a small rosey redness appeared on her cheek as he kissed her hand.
"Oh, aren't you the gentleman? And what brings you here, Julias?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:19 pm
* Ali glared at the old man before he simply grabed Imoen by her throath and lifted her up by it, squezzing his hand slightly to make breathing difficult but not impossible.* What's in the box?
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:19 pm
"I am a scholar by profession...I came here for a few studies, to explore, the usual philosopher thing Lady Amara... I'm sorry, but I must go. I forgot I had an appointment to keep." Once more, he kissed the back of her hand and bowed. "I promise I'll keep a clear schedule next time we meet. Au revoir." With that, he slowly turned invisible with Quake, leaving Amara in the Sound Barrier.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:24 pm
The older man sighed.
"It is the key to the death of Lady Imoen."
He said gravely before slowly fading out of the room. Imoen struggled, desperately trying to breath which her throat was in the grasp of his hand.
"Take me!"
She said slowly, each letter coming out one at a time due to the force on her neck.
Amara sighed.
"Goodbye."
She said, before relaxing in the sound barrier and making herself comfortable.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:32 pm
* Ali squezzed even tighter as two of his tentacles emerged out and lifted up the box, lifting up the lid and taking out the object inside. So this was the ting Ali had to destroy to kill her and then be left alone, great. But first, he was gonna made sure it wasn't another trick. Swapping hands quickly so he was holding her by the left hand instead, Ali took for a hold of her clothes and tore them away. Then he simply grabed onto a fistful of skin and flesh, holding it tightly before he simply pulled it hard enough for him to strip her entire upper body and legs off the skin and a thin layer of flesh.* Nobody ever toys with me at such an extent like you have and doesn't get burned.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:35 pm
Imoen coughed and spluttered blood as she did so before struggling, but managing to get out what seemed to be a laugh. She could take what ever pain he inflicted on her, no matter what the pain was.
"Bite me."
She said finally, spitting a large gob of spit straight into his eye.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:37 pm
With a small pop, Ziven appeared in the rafters -- and just in time to witness a fight. Raising a brow, she silently observed as it appeared Ali was asserting himself for the devious actions Imoen had made him suffer through yesterday and days before.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 2:39 pm
*Ali smirked as he stroked away the spit from his eyes, taking a hold of the stripped left arm and digging his fingers deep down into it. Through the exposed flesh, muscles and tissue, Reaching the bone underneath and then pulling it with enough force to remove the entire arm.* Good, no screaming. Atleast you won't give me a headache.
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