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 Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 4:35 pm
"How pathetic." Tassador laughed as Kray started after them. He had no chance to find him. Tassador's staff was in one hand, his scimitar in the other, Strider slung over his shoulder as he hurried away. He needed to find a place to stop and fix up Strider, he was bleeding quite a bit.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 4:40 pm
He could still slightly see Tassador and Kray still had one of his daggers. Maybe he could...no it was too much of a risk. The light was too dim. This had not gone according to plan. "I knew we shouldn't of taken this mission." He said to himself. "If only I could see him more clearly."
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 4:55 pm
((Hey all, I have to go for the night, it's 1 a.m. here in England, and I have my flight back to America tomorrow. I'll post a couple times while I'm at the airport though hopefully. See you guys later!))
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 4:57 pm
((Don't get terrified by a terrifying terrorist. XP))
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 5:19 pm
(have a safe flight and is that a reference to Jeff Dunham?)
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 5:39 pm
((SILENCE! I KILL YOU! And yes, it is.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:51 pm
"If you don't want your brother to die, you'll stop trailing me! He's losing a lot of blood!" Tassador called back, almost gleefully. This was working out better then expected, what with one of them not having woken up at all, and now Strider being unconscious, and captured by him, no less! Reaching into his pack after sheathing his second scimitar, Tassador pulled out some bandages, roughly fixing up Strider's wound for now as he continued to run and keep his distance from Kray.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 9:34 am
Kray came to a halt. Everything was falling apart. If he continued to chase after Tassador, Amaya would not get her wounds treated. She was struck in the leg and head, the secret should stay hidden and if Tassador did believe Kray had stopped chasing him, he would most likely stop somewhere as well. Kray replaced the pike on his back and his one dagger in its sheath and then ran back to his horse. After yanking his second dagger out of the tree, he got on his horse and went back after Tassador. This should have created enough distance for Tassador to believe that he had stopped chasing him. Now the only hard part was actually tracking Tassador and finding him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 8:46 pm
As Kray assumed, Tassador did think that Kray stopped following him. What Kray didn't assume was that Tassador would think he would be coming back. So instead of stopping on the ground, Tassador jumped suddenly, climbing up a large tree and finding a branch that would support both him and Strider. Satisfied this would be a good hiding spot, he laid Strider down, after tying his arms together, and began to fix his leg, along with the other couple of cuts and bruises that were visible, working swiftly, as he assumed Strider would come to soon. He hadn't hit him THAT hard.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 1:51 am
"Ow...what the hell?..." Amaya growled softly. But she had forgotten who she was with, so she had not changed her voice. But as soon as she saw Tassador, her eyes fully opened and she moved to try and head-butt him or something. "What the hell are you doing?" She asked, now in a deep voice.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 2:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 2:46 pm
It was getting too dark to see with the trees blocking the moonlight. Riding a horse was no longer faster than going on foot. He would have to leave his horse where it was and come for it in the morning. Tassador must have stopped by this time. Kray got off and continued on foot. The memories of his past life came back to him and unconsciously he clinched his left shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 4:55 pm
After a bit of time passed, the prince decided that enough time had passed. So, he headed back toward Tassador had been, only to find nothing. The Black Rider had left. Had he missed them on the way back to this location? So, the prince pressed on.
And so, now Tassador had not only Balon headed in his direction, but also a prince with an unconscious Nikki.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:30 pm
(maybe someone should PM Crazy-Franky101 to remind her about his RP or something because she hasn't posted her in a while. Unless I'm being a complete noob and missed her post about being away for a bit or something.)
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 12:27 pm
((Sorrysorrysorrysorry!!!))
Isabella opened her eyes. For some reason she was leaning against someone. "What the-!?" She said, realizing it was the Prince. "Why are you on my horse, and better yet, why are you keeping me on my horse?" She demanded. She didn't have to change her voice too much since with her age she would be a boy going through puberty.
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