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 Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:17 pm
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:52 pm
With a large yawn, bored, Sango curled up slightly on her spot and drifted off to sleep. A light breeze dried her once wet furr, rustling the soft hairs every now and then with a gentle gust.
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 11:13 pm
Airea looked over at sango then started to tickel under her nose with the flower she had picked
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 7:54 pm
Her nose twitched slightly as she rolled over in the sand, nestling into the soft grains more
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 9:05 pm
The rising of one elegant eyebrow was Airlia's only response to Airea's laughter. Even so her espression was amused as watched her sisters without comment for a moment.
Taking a deep breath the spirit fluffy closed her eyes focusing inward as she cleared her mind of all things that would impead her meditation. When she reached a state of utter stillness she opened her mind once. Clearly seeing the room around her though her eyes were still closed.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 7:13 pm
airea sighed loudly "you all need a life or something" she said softly. she got up and threw her arms over her head as she walked back into the house. "i think i will go read the dictionary. It will be funner"
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 8:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2006 3:25 am
Once her sleep was un-interrupted again, Sango curled up tighter, falling into a deeper sleep
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Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2006 10:04 pm
A golden eye opened upon the air fluffies words and a smile lifted the corners of her mouth. "It's all a mater of perspective, Sister. Enjoy your reading."
The eye started closeing but then opened once more as Airlia thought of something else she wanted to say. "I'm nearly recovered so I might go to the library in a little while. There's a book about making instraments I want to look over some more. I fancy learning to play something now that I have hands to play with. "
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 1:50 pm
A quick maneuver, and Garland once more faced his siblings, his staff buried half way in the ground, but still in hand. "I bid you good day then, Airea, Airlia. Enjoy your books that you may read." After a quick bow, Garland lifted his staff effortlessly from the earth, leaving no holes in the ground whatsoever.
"As for myself, I'm off to look around the forest." With that he ran quickly into the trees and vanished easily from sight.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 1:03 pm
Giving a bow to her departing brother and her two sisters Airlia stood in a fluid motion and walk silently out of the room. She headed for the library as she had mentioned she would.
When she reached the room she stood there in the entrance for a moment enjoying the scent and sight of the books. All was still here and she found that very restful. Moving to the stacks to find the book she wanted the spirit fluffy hummed softly under her breath. Taking the leather bound volume down she set it before her on a long table and began reading in earnest about musical insterments and their construction.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 9:56 pm
((sorry my comp is in the middle of being redone i will post when its done))
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 5:57 am
((That sort of thing can happen. ::Hugs:: We'll see you when you get back.))
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 4:20 pm
Gently closing her book Airlia pushed herself away from the table she was sitting at and rumnated over the information she had gleaned within it's pages. There were a great many musical instraments in the world. And with the supplies availble within the hall she would be able to construct just about anything. But what instrament would fit her best? That was the question she asked herself as she ran fur covered fingers softly over the leather cover enjoying the feel of it against her skin.
It would need to be something light, yet moving. Something that could stir the spirit. Bells would be a good choice except for the fact that carrying them around wouldn't be very convinent. Something flowing and lyirical like bells but easier to hold, a harp perhaps?
The more she thought about it the better she liked the idea. Standing with perpous she crossed the floor and tucked the book back into it's place on the shelf. She had done enough studying for the day. She could do more research on the morrow. It would take some time to learn about the instrament she had chosen to the point wich she could make one of her own. But it would be an interested expermiment.
Happy with her efforts the spirit fluffy walked down the hall to the kitchen where she found herself a nice thick plate of roasted perch and sat dow at the table to dine.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 8:10 pm
Khivar entered the sanctuary with a sigh of relief. Home at last... he thought contentedly as he relaxed. Running one hand through the fur on his head, he frowned as he saw it come back slightly sticky and red. Well, one of them had a little skill, at least... he thought, chuckling to himself as he made his way towards the training room to stow the longsword strapped to his waist.
Entering the training room and setting the plain scabbarded blade on a display stand, Khivar closed his eyes and yawned. A nice bath, and then sleep. he thought, heading towards his room. I've been fighting for almost a week now, and I'm sure that I'm rather ripe...
Stepping into his room, Khivar headed straight for a sturdy metal door, drawing it open. Slipping inside quickly, so as not to let the heat out, he settled down and let the flames lick over his body, burning away the grime and purifying his wounds. For the first time in almost two weeks, Khivar relaxed completely, letting the soothing feeling of the fires soothe him to sleep.
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