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Star VanHelsing Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:21 pm
Star pops into the shadows next to Crazy. She slowly walks to the front of the room. Grabs herself a bottled water and has a seat at one of the stools to ponder what to do next. She was a little bored and hadn't seen Angel in who knows how long... She really did miss her.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:21 pm
He tilted his head a bit and took the glass, drinking small amounts of it. "Not that I can remember. After my home burned down when..." Reeve paused for a moment, then took another sip of the water. "...Well, I got hot like this but it wasn't the same. After that I never got sick again." He smiled and tried to drink a large amount of the water, but almost choked on it.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:26 pm
"What did you do to become well again when that happened?" she asked quietly. With her arm still around him, she gave him a squeeze as he recovered from having had too much to drink in one go. "Easy Reeve, there is plenty more, take your time." she said, smiling kindly to him.
Hearing Star enter, she looked to her for a moment with a kind smile. "Good evening, Star."
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:30 pm
"Good evening Ziven. How have things been here lately?" Star said and then took a huge drink of her water. But mysteriously, the water refilled itself. She must have been thirstier than she thought.
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Star VanHelsing Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:33 pm
"I have been well, thank you. Many new experiences." she said with a small giggle. "And what of yourself?" When she asked this, she looked back to Reeve, smiling kindly to him.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:34 pm
For a moment the boy was silent as he drank his water. Finally he spoke. "Some nice person gave me medicine... she sounded old. The villagers didn't like her much." He went back to drinking the water, trying to stop the subject from going any further.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:41 pm
"Do you know where to find her then if you do not become well again?" she asked softly, looking to him with a serious yet kind smile.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:44 pm
Reeve's head drooped a bit. "Wherever you go when you get burned to death." He said bluntly before touching the side of the glass. Inside of it water seemed to form for some reason, which the boy began to drink again.
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Star VanHelsing Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:49 pm
"Just here and there Ziven. Trying to pass the time. I really do miss Angel. She hasn't been around much that I have seen." She said finishing the water and this time it didn't re fil itself.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:49 pm
Her smile faded and she looked at him with sorrow. Gently she leaned her head against his, still hugging him around his shoulders with one arm. Holding him like this for a moment, she kissed the top of his head before sitting up a bit more again and smiling a bit again. "Well then. That would be out of the question. We must sort out what is ailing you so we may find the means to make you well again, that much is certain. Let us try the traditional remedies for a cold, yes?" she said with a smile, still unsure if he was truly sick with a virus or if there was something more happening with him.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:56 pm
Gerrick entered the bar with a smile, a towel wrapped around his forearm. His hair was a very light blonde, his eyes and skin seemed to be more radiant and his demeanor much more calm. Taking a seat at the couch, he tightened the towel and flexed his hand, making sure not to cut off any circulation. He had bandages all over his back, and a new symbol around his neck: a fist gripping a lightning bolt-like sword. Leaning back into the sofa, he let out a peaceful sigh and looked around.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:57 pm
The boy's stomach seemed to rumble for a second. "I... I'll be right back." He said quickly before getting up and running over to a bathroom so he could throw up.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 7:09 pm
She looked as if she were about to follow after him but realized he were going to the restroom. Stopping herself, she waited for he to come out again.
"I have not seen Angel either lately, I'm afraid.
Good evening Gerrick." she replied to those still in the room
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 7:11 pm
Star didn't hear Ziven as she fell into a deep sleep and her head fel to the bar top. She was just toooooo tired to know what was going on around her. Hopefully she would start feeling herself again. She almost felt like that since she was using her magic, she wasn't feeling real good anymore.
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Star VanHelsing Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 7:21 pm
Silent as a cat, stealth as a serpent stalking prey, the smooth black liquid slithered over the floorboards. in a long thin line that was almost invisible to the naked eye because of how stretched out the liquid was. Near one of the center columns that held the raftors above, the liquid gathered slowly. A puddle, then a pool, then it began to stack upon itself forming the liquid silhouette of Yawgmoth before the liquid turned into a solid. The form of the Dark Lord watching the ground from afar. The illusion spell still covered the left half of his face and and left shoulder so it appeared he still had flesh when in reality the bone was still visible. Some of the edges of the injury had begun to heal making the skeletal parts around those edges go away under the new pink flesh. But still, the whole of it was rather visible and Yawgmoth didn't feel like hearing about how he should cover the hideous injury up. Besides, it wasn't a whole lot of energy to maintain the illusion. Though it required concentration and if that concentration were broken the real face of Yawgmoth would show. His crimson eyes watched Ziven and Star and heard the footsteps of someone running to the bathroom though his eyes hadn't caught sight of who yet.
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