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 Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 2:25 pm
Kiara stared through the door of Randal's workout room. She could see two adults, one pinning the other and she recognized the pinner as Randal. She smiled and walked into the room. I hope I'm not intruding. She spoke quietly, as usual. A small smile spread across her face. Her fingers gently fingering her twin swords. the hilt of her swords each said one word. The one on her right said Kiara and the one on her left said Divanni. The one on the left looked older by far and she smiled as her finger played with the hilt.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 2:27 pm
Randy sighed, and he was just haveing fun to. He nipped Kevins shoulder one last time and straited. "Of course not love." he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he helped Kevin to his feet.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 2:29 pm
Kevin rubbed the now open wound on his neck. "Hello Darling, your name?" He questioned, not seeming to mind the interruption
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 2:33 pm
Randals eyes were immediatly caught by the flow of blood and he rubbed his jaw a little.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 2:45 pm
"Would you pardon us love." Kevin murmured, smiling at the girl, and moving towards the door.
(cause she's not here anymore and I would like to continur Rping)
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 2:48 pm
Randy inclined his head and gathered his things, following Kevin in a puppylike fashion, his eyes on the trail of blood still.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 2:50 pm
Kevin picked up his own things and nodded towards the girl, smiling in her general direction before heading out the door
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 3:58 pm
Kiara sighed gently and turned from the room. Maybe I'll find something else to do, she thought genlty.
((sorry, I posted that and I had to go help someone get unstuck, stupid snow))
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 10:18 pm
"Oh...hmm, maybe twenty five years?" he said and shrugged as he stepped into the room and made sure Kevin was close behind as he moved to hit a light switch at the side of the room. Lighting buzzed and flickered as it went to work after years of no use. "This place I did bother with." he said as rows of artwork and weaponary were revealed.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 10:22 pm
Kevin looked startled as the room lit up. "Your a collector?" He asked, moving forward to look at a sword hanging on a wall. He didn't touch anything, but he did seemed to be surprised by the amount of things in the room.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 10:25 pm
"More of a horder than anything love. I have yet to add anything in quiet awhile but I find beuty in what is here, though admittidly it could use some dusting." he said as he trailed down a small aisle as stroked a finger over a sword. "Feel free to touch, what is the use of have things unless they are apprciated." he said.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 10:28 pm
Kevin followed after Randy. "Forgive me if I choose not too. I'm afraid I may knock something down." He shook his head as he carefully skirted around a small statue.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 10:32 pm
Randal smiled and shrugged, he was not interested in the property value of things. "Do you like them?" he asked curiously and dusted off a picture, his eyes darkening slightly at the site of the image that lay beneath the layer of dust. "I had forgotten this was here."
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 10:35 pm
" What is it?" Kevin asked as he moved to looked under Randy's uplifted arm. He peered at the picture but couldn't see it easily under all the dust.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 10:37 pm
Randal dustd it off better for Kevins and leaned back slightly against him. "My fathers portrait..." he said and looked into the cold eyes of the painting, the artist had done an amazing job in displaying the severity of Randals father, right down to the way he had always held his nose up into the air.
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