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 Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 2:27 am
A boy wearing a black winter jacket with white ruffs around his trim. walked through, his breathe showing. Even though it wasn't winter, even. He changed direction, and found himself sitting under a tree in the shade."Perfect.."
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 2:08 pm
Allen looked over the landscape, seeing if he could spot Kira. His mask and black clothes sort of stuck out, but he hadn't changed into anything sense the fight."Kira... Come out and play.." He spoke to himself, shielding his eyes from any light.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 2:14 pm
Reigne sighed, "For the love of . . . ALLEN!" Reigne bellowed. The angry dragon stormed up to the shorter Allen and picked him up by the back of his shirt. "Don't run off like that without telling me where you're going!" Reigne sighed. "You're going to give me (or Rose) a heart attack!"
Reigne let go of the boy and sighed. "I don't think Kira's here," he said. "Usually I get this strange feeling of being watched. This time I don't feel it. I don't feel anything at all. Kira's not here."
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 2:16 pm
Allen sighed."Okay.. But I'm heading to the library.." He looked at him, and stuck his tongue out at Reigne."To tell Rose you were hitting on a human girl." Allen smiled, and was once again gone in a black blur. To the library..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 6:18 am
Reigne screamed. "No! Don't do that! You don't know what you're doing Allen! You'll get her angry! FEMALE DRAGON AND ANGRY DON'T MIX!" Reigne started bolting to the library. "I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 9:34 am
Zurui entered the courtyard quietly and smiled looking at her surroundings. The weather wasn't too bright, yet it was dark and gloomy either. The clouds were darker than they usually were, and the sky wasn't a baby blue but a more florescent blue. It was a little chilly, but nothing Zurui couldn't handle. She walked along the stone steps until she saw a sitting area. She grinned and sat down and pulled out her sketch book. She always loved to draw landscapes. She bit her lip and started searching for the right thing around the courtyard to sketch.*
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 6:13 am
Krixion had followed Allen's thoughts as he raced into the library, seeing every movement she would have to make. She waited a while for the bustling fight inside to break up, but then she heard what she thought to be Lixi's voice yelling 'I'm CONFIDENT.' Never before had Krixion heard this, but then again the last time she had heard her baby sister had been 7 years ago. Silently, she left Suzu and went into the library in search of her sister.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 4:48 pm
Shouhiro's footsteps in the busy courtyard were heavy if not unremarkable. Her bare feet molded to the flagstones, make warm by the many hours spent in the sun, though with the dying light dew and night would make them cold again, sure enough. The flame-headed chick sighed, dumping her duffel bag and messenger bag on a neaby bench, slumping onto the ground. Her hands spread out as she leant back on her elbows, her arms taking most of her weight as she stared up at the pinkening, darkening sky.
As one who had spent most of her life moving from one lab and scary dark place to another, the clarity of air, the colour of life here was breathtaking, but it was obvious she had no idea what she was doing here, or even of the basic workings of a boarding school. She had left the agent before he could tell her what dorm she stayed at, or even what she was supposed to do here. She just understood that this place was her 'containment cell', until they decided to move her again. Whatever.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 3:52 pm
 Silence,
A fifteen-year-old girl walked into the courtyard, a robot following close behind. The young girl spotted Shouhiro, and stepped quickly towards her. She waved cautiously, and found herself a foot away from Shouhiro.
Silencia has arrived.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 7:15 pm
Shouhiro, lost for a moment in thought, almost missed the wave directed at her as she stared at the cobblestones. However, when the girl was about a foot away from her the general awareness system kicked in, sensing people in her immediate vicinity. Blinking once, she raised her head slowly and found herself staring at... a robot. Not one like her, a smaller one that was probably programmed to be a companion or something. Her gaze rose to meet the eyes of the girl that stood in front of her, hand raised in greeting. A moment passed as Shouhiro processed this information, and she smiled a little bit vacantly.
"Ohayo..."
The girl raised a hand lazily.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2008 11:32 am
Silence,
Silencia paused for a second, realizing Shouhiro was a robot. She waved her hand carefully, and a metal bench came apart, flew towards her, and reformed to make this message:
Hello. I am Silencia, a technopath. I cannot speak, but I can hear you well. I sense that you are a robot, are you not?
Silencia has arrived.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2008 1:04 pm
Tall, pale and hurt.
Thats the first words anyone could put to Aiden. Albino..or so it seemed, but with black hair. His piercing red, not demonic, simply glassed red eyes scanned the area. His face lacked a smile, and his expression seemed almost dead.
He was slim, and dressed in a plethora of black, mesh and leather. Black, baggy pants clung to his thin waist with only a small belt to keep them in place. A black fishnet longsleeve shone under a long black leather jacket with the sleeves, and most of the back torn out. It was held together in the back by a series of buckles and snaps.
Ashen grey wings twitched behind him, the bones visible through the scabbed tears of flesh. Bleeding in some spots, and infected in others, his wings however, did not reek of the decaying scent one would expect them to. He actually smelled pleasant, despite his looks. Not a scent anyone could determine, other than those who knew the scent of nephilim.
He strode across the courtyard, as if only passing through. The sound of jingling from the two ankh's, black steel and rubies, that were pierced in the joints of his wings, and the music of Hurt's Overdose blasted from the headphones that were tightly clamped over his pale ears. He tapped his fingers against his jacket as he walked, and then reached into his pocket. He stopped in front of a tree in the far end of the courtyard, the side emblazoned with the most shadows, that only seemed to get darker as he approached. He sat down in front of the tree, a dying oak, and pulled his hand out of his pocket, along with a bottle of pills and a small bottle of soda. His eyes dulled slightly as he took two of the pills, and a small smile of relief spread its way over the otherwise dead face.
He was able to take off the headphones without screaming, as the pills dissolved into his system. Aiden sat forward, and looked around again, not being clouded by the pain of hearing other's thoughts.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 9:32 am
Shouhiro watched impassively as the bench tore itself apart to reform into letters. Her gaze took in the letters, her brain processed them, and told her to reply.
Input: Message.
Output:
"Good afternoon Silencia. I am Android System Shouhiro, Experiment #344. My title can be short down to Shouhiro if it pleases you. Please can you inform me, what exactly is a technopath. My internal hard drive has no information on such things following its erasure some years ago."
The robot stared with blank grey-green eyes, blinking once with sleepy lashes.
"It is indeed true that I can be called a robot."
And following this, her mind could not be so delved into by most telepathic ways as it indeed consisted mostly of a compter-like hardrive and system, but a technopath could control her as easily as any electronic.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 3:58 pm
Silence,
Silencia thought for a moment before rearranging the metal.
The new message stated:
Technopaths have the ability to control electronics, and to make and take them apart. But I am inefficient, and am still learning.
Silencia looked at Shouhiro thoughtfully. She picked up a small piece of metal, and it reformed into a computer chip. Silencia tossed the chip, which contained additional data about technopaths, to Shouhiro.
Silencia has arrived.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 1:00 am
Shouhiro blinked twice as her mind processed the information presented. The human part of her, that contained instinct and 'animal sense', warned her to be cautious with this; after all, if she could control electronics then Shouhiro herself could as easily be a walking, talking Barbie doll. Minus the whole fake tan, fake smile, fake hair and all. But still. She snatched the chip from midair with suprising agility and slid the metal into a slot in her wrist, rolling back the wristbands that protected the open circutry. Eyes closed, her mind ran a quick check over the information, binary flicking like 1010111001 butterflies behind her irises. She nodded once, then smiled.
"Thank you. If you wish, you may try and practice your skills on me."
That seemed somewhat like a challenge. In a faint creaking of gears, Shouhiro stood up to her full, daunting height.
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