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 Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 8:08 pm
Graff is surprised by Dark "yeah... glad to be in one piece... I know that Isaac hold his hand, it brought back memories... of my master and his old teachings, I never understood it, until now..."
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 10:34 am
You'll never expect what you can't see...
Dark sat as Graff spoke. When the elf started to reminisce, Dark leaned back, mostly not paying attention.
Par'il didn't mind the fact that Graff ignored him initially. He continued to listen to Graff while Dark tuned him out. "What lesson is that, your master taught you?"
...then, one day, it'll bite ya
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Princess Zelda21 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 11:08 am
Kayla let out a short, somewhat frustrated sigh, trying to gather her thoughts. "Lil vaen draeval Usstan zhahus haska xuil barra fuer'yon, uk della ussa ukt statha del lu'oh uk x'khat vel'bol uk zhah. Usstan inbau lil tejmook'cinkjuu gaer zhah mzild ulu vel'bol uk della ussa nindel uk orn'la naut telanth." she replied in elvish.
((Translation: Kayla: "The last time I was talking with shadow beast, he told me his story of how he became what he is. I get the feeling there is more to what he told me that he would not say."))
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 3:11 pm
Graff turns after hearing Par´il voice "... hi old friend, long time without seeing you, what lesson?, well... the Old Man said that a true warrior didnt have to win every fight, unless his life or the lives of others are at risk, because he already know what he or his rival can do and has no need to show it... I think that Isaac did that... why?, because even when looked like I avoided his cuts... I didnt... he hold back his arm... he would have split my head if he had cut loose..."
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 9:52 am
((back I had to deal with an oral surgrey latly lol))
Josh stood up preparing his weapons for the one fight he was hopping for.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 11:21 am
Isaac went back up into the stands and sat down a few rows behind Kayla and Siom, taking a short rest from his fight against Graff. 'Graff sure can be one tricky opponent with those chains of his.' Isaac thought observantly.
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Princess Zelda21 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 8:44 pm
Graff feel how the cuts start to bleed again "hey Par´il, there is one healer around, I dont want to go around splattering blood... but I dont want to lose the scars... just stop the bleeding..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 1:18 am
Roy was in impressed and happy to see an old comrade of his step onto the path of victory and earn what he rightfully deserved. He knew Graff had it in him the entire time and believed in him. Roy however wasn't going to stay away for all the stuff afterwards. He had left the arena the instant Graff won, due to the fact he had watched what he came there for. Roy was walking down the halls and preparing himself for yet again another long journey.
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 8:11 pm
You'll never expect what you can't see...
((Sorry all, major school work, I should be back to 'normal' after this week.))
Siom took in all she said. He inhaled a slow breath and sighed before responding, calmly and plainly, "Qualla, xun naut eszak - zexen'uma honglath, xuat ori'gato ol inbau dos harl. Klezn saph nindol orn xund nintan doeb. Dosst zhaunil xal tlu xusst; nindel 'udtila naut thir'ku vel'bol zhah nin. Krik'vlicss, kor - ol zhah naut shanxxizz. H'uena lil aster zhah pahntar, er'griff t'yin shlu'ta folbol tlu xunor." Siom looked over his shoulder to see Josh preparing. "Evagna ussa, Usstan z'klaen alu, udos orn telanth p'luin lil ouhyll" He turned and started only three steps down the stairs, pausing to look over his shoulder to her, then proceeding towards the arena.
Par'il didn't understand the concept fully, but neither did he press the matter further. Upon asking for a healer, Par'il nodded, then held his hand up in front of Graff's face. "Aa' sina lamya en' maksa suula tela tanya man aa' harwa lle." His hand began to glow a light blue. The bleeding slowed, and the skin pulled tighter. Although, the scars had lessened, they were still obvious. The bleeding stopped; the fresh blood still lingered wet on his face; the scar itself was still tender, but it wouldn't re-open too easily. He lowered his hand before the full effect completely sealed the scars to non-existence. "Is that better?"
Dark looked out over the group. Siom had started down the stairs, and Josh was gathering his equipment. "Hm..." 'The 'great' Siom in an actual fight. This oughta be good.'
((Translation: Siom:"Please, do not worry - stay calm, don't let it upset you. Things like this tend to work themselves out. Your current knowledge may be false; that does not change what is now. Tears, anger - they are unnecessary. Once the truth is known, only then can something be done." ... "Forgive me, I must go, we will talk after the match"))
...then, one day, it'll bite ya
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 8:32 pm
Graff slid a finger on his face "nice... very nice... the bleeding stoped and the scar is still visible... now I will have something to tell to my sons or some beautiful maidens.... thanks a lot Par´il, hey where is the big guy?, he was watching the fight but now isnt here..."
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Princess Zelda21 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 9:29 pm
((Goodness, sorry for not postsing in a while, I was at an airsoft war with my team all afternoon! ^_^))
Kayla continued to stare at the arena, thinking about what Siom had said. Isaac got up and walked down to the row of seats where his daughter was, sitting down on her right as Nightwalker moved out of the way. "How are you doing Kayla?" Isaac asked with a smile. "I'm fine, father." she simply replied, not leaving her gaze from the arena.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 10:41 am
You'll never expect what you can't see...
"'Big guy?' Roy?" Par'il looked around. Quickly, he turned his head and scanned through the contestants for the dragonborn. He was surprised such a large body could disappear without him knowing. The fight really had distracted him.
"Roy left a short bit ago." Dark answered without actually looking to either of the two men. "No idea why he was in such a rush."
Par'il continued to look around despite having an answer.
Siom made it down to the field, waiting for his other two opponents on the 'forest's' edge.
Par'il now noticed who had taken the field. He stood up and bowed to Graff and Dark. "Pardon my leave." Then, the elf sprinted down the stairs towards the arena's field.
Dark merely sneered at Par'il's politeness as he departed.
...then, one day, it'll bite ya
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Princess Zelda21 Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 11:03 pm
((Goodness, how come nobody's posted yet? This rp sure is slow this week. I wonder why?))
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 2:10 pm
You'll never expect what you can't see...
((Siom and Par'il are basically waiting for Josh.))
((As for me as an individual, I'm working with a group on a school project that's coming due soon. Sorry.))
Dark finally turned to Graff, now that Par'il had gone. "Why do you want that mark on your face? With as strong of healers we have at the arena, why do you choose to have a mark of fault and failure?" He adjusted his mask again to not allow any sight to his face. The issue was a tense one.
...then, one day, it'll bite ya
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 2:24 pm
Graff reclines as he he Dark remark "I dont see it as a mark of failure or that I was scarred because I was too clumsy or slow... tell me something Dark, you think in the future?, what are you going to do?, where are you going to be?, I give it a lot of thougth, and I want to have sons, a wife, or if the gods dont have a maiden for me, at least have disciples, and tell them stories of all the fighters that I meet, this scars, I assure you, gonna make them dream and want to surpass his old man, thats why I dont want them erased, besides... chicks dig big guys with scars..."
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