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 Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 7:04 am
Darius blinked and saw Liz moving towards the other guy. He decided to follow Liz and see what this guy was about. He didn't say anything, but he payed close attention to the conversation.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 5:40 pm
The boy, however, kept walking and left Liz standing there watching him leave. She laughed a little. "How nice of him." She said lightly before turning to Darius.
"Are you gonna be ok?" She asked, turning back to the concerned person she was.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 5:48 pm
Darius looked at her for a moment not sure if he even knew the answer to this question. He thought about it for a moment and then shook his head.
"I'm going to go after her..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 3:47 pm
Liz looked at Darius with her jaw dropped.
"Darius. No. It's too soon for confrontation, Lily needs some space, and so do you..." Liz said looking at Darius very seriously. The first time couples met after a break up were usually not the most pleasant ones and Liz didn't think Lily, nor Darius was ready for it yet.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 3:51 pm
Darius shook her head, "I need her! I have to try and get her back!"
Darius turned around and started to walk towards the door. If there was anyone that could be extremely determined. It would be Darius, he didn't know what was wrong and how this all happened, but he planed to rectify it!
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 3:59 pm
Liz was suprised at him standing up to her. Only minutes ago Darius was weeping and she came to his side to comfort him. Now he was blowing off her opinion like it was nothing. She sighed, guessing that that's what love did to you. Another reason to add to her list of reasons to never fall in love.
"Darius. Don't. Please." She said as she raced after him, grabbing his arm, but he pulled away and walked on.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 4:09 pm
Tsukiusada came in and looked for all the chuch "it's a nice place", he saw two people but he didn't pay attention to them, he was looking for something but he didn't know what.
((Kurai edit: Please be wary of our 2 lines limit. You are just a little bit under the limit, please try to describe your RPs a little better Thank you))
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 9:14 am
Tason walked though the doors "Ah, Now this..." He smiled "is nice" He finished simply. He closed his eyes and lets the white energy of the romm surrond him. The energy supplented his powers "Wonderful" He looked around, his eyes falling on the staute of Martel, Goddess of Mana, and then noticed the statue in the middle of the room...For some reason...It seemed familer...
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:23 pm
Aldora sat in the shadows, almost literally sitting IN the shadows. Some thing was about to happen, but she couldn't figure out what it was. She wanted to be there for Aili, but something was blocking her. She knew Aili felt the same. Something big was about to happen, but what? Was it big as in affecting the world, or just an important event in their lives? She didn't know.
For once, she had no smile on her face; the usual cherry face was blank as she wallowed in her deep thoughts.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 3:30 pm
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Bond merely tilted his head to the side. He wasn't sure what in the name of heaven he had just witnessed. Nonetheless, he stood there in the middle of the church, looking around with mild wonder, his attention drifting lazily in the wake of his thoughts. He wasn't hungry, so he couldn't think about food. He was a bit parched, but water wasn't quite important to him since he wasn't in the desert. No, rather, he was wondering if he could learn anything about nightly magic in this school. Not dark or evil magic, but just the kind of sorcery that would have to involve owls. Back in his homeland, no owl spirits had ever shown any sign of existence after the extinction of the lions, wolves, and owls. He wondered about that. Bond's world was so much more different than this one.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 10:11 am
Wind_Adept_Alex Tason walked though the doors "Ah, Now this..." He smiled "is nice" He finished simply. He closed his eyes and lets the white energy of the romm surrond him. The energy supplented his powers "Wonderful" He looked around, his eyes falling on the staute of Martel, Goddess of Mana, and then noticed the statue in the middle of the room...For some reason...It seemed familer... "I wonder..." Tason says. He walks over the the staute of Martel, but stands a little close to the Angel as well "I wonder if I should become a Healer or a White Mage." There was a big differnce. White Mages Did heal, but also used offensive and support spells, while a healer just healed.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 10:52 pm
Tomoro slowly walked into the Ria Church, her dress newly sewn and boots polished. She seemed like the grim reaper in such a place, the scar on her eye and the fresh cut on her cheek. She slowly walked to the center statue, glancing up at its tranquil beauty. Peering up at the young woman with her face to the sky, Tomoro realized that the woman looked quite sad. I wonder... what happened to her.... Tomoro looked around slightly, noticing a few students here and there, some talking, some exploring, some praying; it didn't matter to her.
Tomoro knelt down in front of the statue, her silvery hair puddling at the floor, and clasped her hands together, beginning to whisper. "Mother Gaia.... please save this land and all of its inhabitants. Please save my Earth." Tomoro sniffed slightly; the only thing that could possibly make her cry was the destruction of the Earth; what had it done to humans? It didn't deserve such pollution and pain. Tomoro blamed the main leaders of the world for that. Standing up, Tomoro knelt against the statue for a bit, her sprained ankle beginning to pain her a bit.
Wandering over to one of the benches which could hold at least fifty people, she lay down on one, using her arms as a pillow, silently looking up at the top of the ceiling, dwelling in her thoughts. What's going to become of this world? Why does everyone pollute it? Why do we love? Why do we have to die? Tomoro tossed and turned over these thoughts, but accidentally fell down off the bench while doing so with a loud thump. She let out a soft gasp, for her foot had twisted, and gritted her teeth together, deciding just to sit on the bench, that would be safer.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 1:27 pm
She entered the church, quietly, so as not to disturb anyone. As she walked, she looked around, amazed by what she saw. The truth was, she did not know if being in a church for her was ironic or not, of course, sometimes it`s best not to think that way. Angellea took a seat in the nearest pew and bowed her head. Pray, pray that these thoughts disappear... she thought. No such luck.
"Get out of my way," the boy said, shoving Angellea to the ground. Angellea tried to get up and he pushed her again on the concrete. Tears began to well up in her eyes as the other children gathered around, snickering. "What`s the matter, cry baby?" he taunted, circling around her. She stood and as he shoved her again, she grabbed his arms. He laughed at her. "You`re a freak," he said, "look at yourself!" Angellea said nothing as she removed the gloves from her hands and grabbed the sides of his head. A younger voice was heard crying," Mommy, why is Daddy leaving? Doesn`t he love us anymore?" The voice did not recieve a response. Mother sat in a chair staring out the window as she watched her husband walk down the driveway with another woman. The younger version of the bully pulled on mommy`s pants leg, begging to be responded to, begging for her to answer. She never looked at him. Years passed by in the image, she would never look at him, never smile at him. All she would say is that he looked so much like his father. Angellea let go of the boys head and watched him fall to his knees crying in front of her. Confused faces stared at the two of them, waiting. None of them understanding. A small bit of blood ran down the scrape from Angellea`s knee and she started down at him, eyes blank. The teacher came over and began to question her about what she did and she did not respond as she placed her gloves back on. They sent her to the office and called her father for her to be picked up. As she got in the car, emotions began to show in her eyes again, and she sobbed. Her father looked at her, confused. He turned the wrong way, opposite from their home and she looked at him questioningly. "How about we go somewhere fun?" he said. She smiled, innocent, and unknowing about what lay ahead.
In the church, Angellea had begun to weep softly, silently. She felt like a burden, though she tried her best not to be. No matter how hard she prayed, it`s as if her memories would not leave her alone. She would have given anything to go to someone and tell them everything and have them accept her for who and what she was. Yet, she did not know if that was possible. Sometimes only time can tell. She leaned foreward, head leaned against the back of the pew in front of her, and continued to weep silently.
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Posted: Sat May 13, 2006 9:54 am
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After spending all of this time in the church, the Akernubis quickly decided that it would be a good time to leave. There was no use for standing around in one place without doing or saying anything that was worthy of being heard or witnessed by someone. He had to do what he had come for. But this was, after all, a high school where many unusual students attended to improve their knowledge, skills, or both. He stretched his neck, his head rolling around a bit on his black shoulders, and he flicked his tail as he started to stride toward the entrance of the church. No one would be interested in talking to him after all, for he was a mere creature with a bizarre appearance and an unimportant motive for being in Ria High. Dragmire, with his mane shifting with his every move, trotted out to leave the church for some other area, and yet he had not decided where he would go. Nonetheless he could not just stay in such a place where sorrows faded into the walls, and people came to pray to whatever deities they thought would be here. He quickly came to the door, not stopping to talk to anybody. If someone had bothered to call out to him, he wouldn't have answered, even if he had noticed. He didn't have the strength to speak to any other strangers at the moment.
[Bond Drellmire has left the Church.]
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 4:34 pm
Kiater limped to the door of the church. Opening it with one hand.
"Time to pay my respects", he said sighing. "Let's hope he's still there"he said grinning a little, "What am I saying? He's always there", he said laughing a little.
He limped up to a big a statue of the cross, putting his cane in front of him and kneeling at the cross, putting his hands together in prayer. He was silent for about ten minuites, just sitting there with his eyes closed and head bowed.
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