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 Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 8:51 pm
Amias' figure still was very feminine from a far distance, she still had that perfect curve in her body but her skin was light, no where near tan. her marking shown intently against her arm as she dried off her hair and smiled at Bakura "well.... not many are able to see your face before you slit their throat so of course your face isn't completely known." she laughed softly as the desert favored them with a warm breeze.
Atem smiled and took her hand and stood "wherever you like is fine with me." h said sweetly. "I'm not picky after all."[/color
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 11:16 am
"That's quite true," he said chuckling a bit. He dried himself off and then added, "Though I say the same is for you?" he asked. He started putting on his robe, just incase.
The men began to climb down the cliff, ready to mount their horses and wait to ride out. They stayed hidden, ready to chase after them soon.
Amme lead them to a place that sold a variety of food. She smiled at Atem as she held his hand back. Once they reached the stand, she asked for cooked fish and bread. She looked at Atem and waited for him to order something. She reached for a bag of gold that she carried on her so to pay.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 6:01 pm
Amia just smirked "yup, I usually keep my marking hidden so I am not recognized. when i'm walking around with my hood down." she pulled on her cloak so she wouldn't burn under the light.
Atem ordered some as well along with some sauce for their food.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 9:15 pm
Bakura jumped up onto his horse and offered his hand to her. Once they were both up he commanded his horse to head toward the town. "Seems they would be puzzled unless they saw that on you," he said as they began to ride.
This was their time. They knew now that it was the dragoness and the king, the two they were looking for. "Let's go!" the leader commanded ordering them to start racing toward them. Half of the men traveled behind them, the others stayed out of site and with them- so to block them off at one point. It was obvious to Bakura and Amia that they were being followed.
Once they recieved their food, Amme paid for it and went to go sit with Atem to eat. She looked at him, unable to help and smile. "I wish I would have realized earlier how enjoyable it is to be with you," she said as she ate small parts of her food. "I never really had a friend. I guess I missed out, huh," she said as she looked down realizing how much of her life she did not live. She wanted to also say how she never loved anybody also, but she felt awkward to bring it up. She tried to change the subject, or rather switch it in a different direction, "But you had a lot of friends I bet. Everyone wanted to be your friend since your Pharoah," she said with a smile. She hoped this wasn't coming out strangly, she wasn't the best at conversing.
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 6:13 pm
Amia glanced back with one eye as she sat in front of Bakura. "we're being followed." she whispered. and nudged her head back to indicate the direction. "I don't like the looks of these men either..." she said softly as her body went tense. sure there were about 6 following them, but how many were out of sight? out of view due to the dunes? "this doesn't look good.. not at all, I have a bad feeling."
Atem laughed "yes but I'm only friends with those who want to truly be my friend and not because I'm the Pharaoh. It's ok to have fake friends but even better to have true friends who'll always stay by your side, and don't worry you'll make plenty of friends if you just open up a bit." he encouraged sweetly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 10:17 am
[[are you now 'the true little angel' or are you still 'the real little angel'?]]
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 10:44 am
[[n/m- I saw the PM XD]]
Bakura's calm look that was due to Amia had changed back into the angry and tense face he always wore. He sensed people chasing after them too. "Hold on tight," he said as he flicked the reins on the horse so he would run. They sped off. Bakura had to out run them. Usually he would stop and slay them all- unafraid of death. But now, Amia was back with him and he couldn't risk her being hurt. Even though he knew she could stand her own, he didn't want to lose her again. But these strangers were fast and caught up to the two on horseback. They looked like, the Pharoah's men! How did they find them?! He growled at them, not daring to back down from them.
She smiled, "Yes, I understand. I know that Priest Mahado is really your friend. I used to see you both together a lot." She took another bite out of her food, after swallowing she then said. "Yes, I suppose. Though right now I'm happy just being with you right now," she said. She was unsure whether to call him a friend or not only because she felt like he could be much nore then a friend.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 5:44 pm
Amia jumped off of the horse skillfully and drew her blades. she twirled them like no expert ever could. she then got in a fighting stance "they're outcasts from the kingdom... how pathetic... just look at their clothing... so desperate that they'll take on even the most notorious thieves." she laughed coldly as a sadistic gleam brewed in her eyes. "ready my King?" she asked Bakura.
Atem nodded "I understand." he had such a warm and loving glow about, nothing like his father. he had a much more gentle nature towards people and was only strict when he needed to be.
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