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 Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 4:55 pm
*walks over to the others* um..can i sit with u guys? mew? heart
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 4:59 pm
Arai looked up as another girl came over to them. "Uh, sure, I don't mind. " She then looked at Rink. "And I don't care if you spar." She then turned back to the girl. "What's your name anyway?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 6:18 pm
He stoped playing for a moment and looked up through the branches at the sky. A beaze rustled the leaves in the tree and his redish brown hair. He closed his eyes and put the flute up to his mouth agien and started to play agine.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 8:18 pm
yuuki29 Arai sighed. "It sure is. I wish I could make music like that. But i'm horrible when it comes to musical instruments. I've never tried singing though." She stopped and looked thoughtful for a moment. "Maybe I'll give it a shot sometime." Rink stood up after a moment of listening to the music, saying, "Well, I hope you ladies don't mind if I spar a bit here. I had been intending to practice after a short nap, but if it would bother you then i'll find somewhere else." He looked down at them in inquiry. Golden Ryne stood. She streched. " Would ye mind fighting me?" She asked innocently. But her eyes flashed...She unsheathed her sword silently.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 9:40 pm
*sits down next to Arai*I'm Koschka, the daughter of a vampire lord and the heir to the neko-jin clan. i'm called Kuro Neko sometimes. it means black cat, but i perfer to be called Kuro instead. mew! heart
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 3:05 pm
Arai smiled at Kuro. "Nice to meet you Kuro."
Rink looked over at Golden Ryne. This one's a bit feisty, he thought to himself. "It would be my honor," he answered, unsheathing his sword as well. It was a long blade,a bit worn at the sheath, as if from long years of use, but still sharpened to perfection. It sheath was jet black with a glowing white crystal filled with swirling mists in its center. "Ready when you are."
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 4:22 pm
Golden Ryne smiled and looked down at her trusty sword. It was crystal and steel molded together. Strange writings glowed softly upon the smooth blade. The point was deadly sharp and ready.
" I am ready." She said softly, her eyes downcast. She took her stance.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 5:28 pm
this gonna be fun to watch. mew. heart
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 6:02 pm
Renka looked at Kuro and smiled,"Hi Kuro, I'm part cat too, I'm Renka Mika, it means Black Cat Thief in some language, but I don't know which one though"
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 7:25 pm
cool! we have almost the same name. mine's in japanese. heart i also hav a bit of vampire blood in me too.
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 3:01 am
Rink grinned. "Alright then." A dark mist began to swirl around him, then it began to sink down into the ground. The mist then rose from the ground in a circle, swirling to form exact copies of Rink, complete with blade. They began to disappear and reappear in differnet spots, along with the real Rink, until it was impossible to tell which ones were real and which were fake.
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:18 am
Golden Ryne stood still. She looked hard at one spot...Then flames burst from her body. Deadly flames coursed over her lithe body. Her well trained eyes could almost see the real Rink.
" Come get me...If ye can touch me." The elf maid said softly.
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 1:23 pm
who do u think will win? mew? heart
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 2:20 pm
"Who knows, but it'll be a good fight."Renka grinned
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 3:54 pm
The Rinks grinned and one launched itself at her, only to vanish as it got close to her, incinerated once again into a dark mist. The real Rink crept up, then swung his blade down to clash against hers, its dark energy colliding with her flames, keeping them at bay. He grinned, and the winds began to swirl around them, starting out gently but growing in momentum until the air roared its rage around them. Rink's eyes shimmered a light blue and the winds picked up speed, whipping his hair into his eyes viscously. He tossed his head, sending his bangs skittering out of the way of his glittering eyes.
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