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 Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 8:04 am
[D: Why am I up so early?? I'm not fit for being awake during the AM hours...]
The Sentinel... was lost. Bapp had led her down the corridor, down the stairs, and straight into a crowd. Conveniently, no one seemed to notice her appearance; however, she was jostled around and lost track of which direction she was supposed to have been moving. With some luck, she found her way to the edge of the mess of people, and leaned against the wall, watching as they all simply wandered off as if they had no reason at all for being there.
"That was..." she paused to think of what word to use, "random."
The word seemed to fit, rather loosely. Either way, Bapp was gone, no where to be found, so the Sentinel picked a direction at random and wandered that way. Eventually, she made it outside, laying eyes on the aftermath of what looked like some kind of intense battle.
It was in an attempt to seem useful that she hurried over that way, asking them if there was anything she could do to help.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 12:39 pm
"No. You can't help who you love. However, you could of found a way to do that without destroying yourself. Baka." She pushed her hair out of her eyes. "Do you need to get to the infermary?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 11:21 pm
Color left the young recruit's face upon hearing a dreadful silence answer back. This was a very bad sign. She called out again, very much fearful for the boy's safety, but met no response. Sitting back up her brow furrowed as she played out numerous scenarios in her mind. Given the resources, the setting, and her current state... No. There was no way she could possibly aid him all by herself without putting her own life in jeopardy.
...But that could leave only one other option.
Coline rose to her feet and latched her trident securely upon her back. "Bapp," she called out sternly, "If you can hear me, please, don't strain yourself. I'll be back with help as soon as I can." Taking a few steps back, her voice lowered to a whisper. "Be safe..."
Not a moment longer she sprinted out of the small tunnel and out of the cave towards a familiar direction, paying no mind to the leaves and branches scraping across her skin as she stumbled out of the thick vegetation. Coline had intended on keeping a low profile until she was fully healed, but this wasn't just about her anymore. Another person's life was on the line. If her identity as the thief were to be uncovered, then... she would just have to deal with it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 10:26 am
Nindyn vel'uss kyorl nind ratha thalra elyhinn dal lil alust. Jessie was struck by how odd he must've looked, walking back to his isolated home from the town. He was carrying the large, flat, pastel-coloured box with the huge white ribbon in one arm, the smaller one resting on top instead of in his pocket for fear of squashing its own miniature bow. For the second time that day he was overwhelmed by a sense of just how different he was up here in this world, with its clean, bright colours and modern culture. It was a very lonely feeling, and his thoughts turned, of course, to all the friends and family he'd lost - not for long, though. He wouldn't let himself think of them. He had more discipline than to fall into a downward spiral.
Arriving back at home was an excellent distraction, for his stomach immediately began to churn with other feelings upon remembering the earlier encounter with the (now) ex-guards. He quickly stashed the presents away, his original intention of finding the girl overtaking him once again. It was time to scour the island - to check behind every tree, and peer within every nook and cranny.
He set off from the house at a trot, waiting until he was some ten minutes away before he began calling her name. He would call until he was hoarse, and then call some more. And all the while, he blocked the thoughts of what might have happened in the time he hadn't been looking for her... Those who watch their backs meet death from the front.
~~ Drow proverb (( SHITTY RETURNING POST IS SHITTY ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 10:30 am
“So I cried, and I begged for you to Love me love me say that you love me...” White Mage Kyo Christmas Kyo tried to sit up with no avail. “Make sure the Overseer get's there first..I'll be okay...” Kyo layed back down then passsed out due to severe blood loss. "...leave me leave me just say that you need me I can't care about anything but you."
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 10:33 am
Oro needs to hurry back. I'm tired of writing one liners....)))
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 11:35 am
Her sprint came to a grinding halt once Order territory was in sight. Coline cursed at herself for hesitating now that she was here, but she couldn't really help it. Being here after what happened the night before, it felt very unsettling. She felt like a fugitive. She was a fugitive. Perhaps there was some way to avoid this? She could ask help from someone in town, and then...
"NO!" she scolded, shaking away her blasphemous thoughts. Bapp's life was on the line; this was NOT the time to be idling! Biting her lip Coline pulled the hood over her head, clutching at the collar to keep it from falling off, and made for the Temple, shutting herself off from anything or anyone she comes across along the way. If she just kept running straight for the Temple she wouldn't have time to even think of turning back.
And she didn't.
The Temple doors swung open with a bang. The hooded recruit took a few steps inside before bending to clutch at her knees, her breathing heavy. "Help..." she muttered breathlessly. "I need help!" It was a rare request, but her voice rang out loud and true throughout the Temple halls. She hoped she wouldn't have to ask a second time.
[Training End: Fatal Blow]
[Training Start: Sprint]
((EDIT: Added a few more lines. Anyone in the Temple itching for some RP, feel free to pick up on this. EDITEDIT: Skills.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 11:45 am
(( Don't see much point in making a post... Jessie's running around looking for Coline and Lorika's still asleep. Feel free to make up any random acolytes to tell Coline wtf is going on >3> ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 3:02 pm
((HELLO THAR!!!! XD
OMG you guys...I haven't been on in 4 days, I feel like @.@ rofl
Oh, and my house almost burned down Christmas morning =D
Anyway...I'll post a little something. Have no idea what the RP time is so I'll just kinda guess...lol))
She'd been up for 4 hours now, still sitting in that tree on the beach. Total had gone off to look for more food as per the girl's request. Although she probably could just conjure some more herself, she didn't know the limits on her abilities and decided only to use them when she thought necessary. Thus, her little plant minion had gone off to find food. She hoped he wouldn't bring back Miracle Gro like he had done before.
Yawning, the girl stretched her arms toward the sky. She felt something poke at her knee.
"Eeep!!" she screamed, standing up quickly--too quickly. Despite her normally-good balancing skills and the tree's stability, she tumbled out of the tree and hit the sand below with a THUD!!!
Standing up, the girl assessed the damage. Nothing appeared to be damaged, with the exception of her dignity at the moment. But that was instantly fixed when she saw there was no one around.
She then discovered the source of the poking.
"Oh," she said, pulling it out. "Palm tree leaf." She sighed.
((Couldn't think of anything else. And I was bored with that tree. XD))
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 6:51 pm
Prince Timothy Harrison
Wind blowing through his silver hair, Prince Timothy Harrison sped towards the oncoming Temple. "Yah! Choco! Yah.! The Temple of the Order lies straight ahead!" he shouted at the giant yellow bird of which he was riding. After a few more minutes of riding he had finally arrived at the Temple doors. "Look at it. It is certainly magnificent. Perfect for the great demi-god that's reputation has even reached my distant kingdom! Isn't it wonderful Choco? Choco?" The Prince turned around to see that his noble steed had taken off in the other direction. "What's this? I have been deserted to my long time companion. Such is shameful to my manhood! He has not fled I say! I simply have willed him to be free!" The man gave out a hearty laugh of triumph before entering the Temple. Wandering around through the halls he searched for the great white haired man that was to aid him in his time of need. As he searched he stumbled upon a room with a beautiful green haired woman that lay sleeping upon her bed. "Is she one of the maids? No, she is far to beautiful, she must be a princess. And she seems to be in a deep sleep! perhaps from a poisoned clam! Thy true love's kiss, or at least a kiss from this fair prince might awaken her!" He gave out another hearty laugh before kneeling down and leaning over the woman. "Be still my heart, for she becomes more beautiful every second I gaze upon her face. Her hair is as green as my country's flag and her skin is as delicate as the healthy peaches we grow in the orchards. Alas, i shall awaken her with a kiss." He brushed a strand of green hair from before cupping the woman's face in his hands and giving her a passionate kiss.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 7:14 pm
Be good...
Lorika had been asleep for a very long time. From her momentary drifts into consciousness over the last couple of hours, this much she knew.
Sometimes, she heard voices around her before the world faded back to black. This was if she managed to open her eyes. Her eyelids were impossibly heavy for some reason. Jumbled thoughts floated through her head, making sense only for a moment before they slipped away and she forgot that she was capable of thought at all.
As her mind sluggishly attempted to start itself up, she began to feel vaguely concerned. Why wasn't she waking? True, she didn't feel very rested. But she didn't feel exactly tired, either. She just felt like sleeping... sleeping forever, in the warm and welcoming and strangely blank darkness. If this is what it felt like to be dead, she much preferred it to the daily chore of living.
But no. Death wouldn't be quite so... worrying. It was worrying, lying there, hearing things that didn't make sense and just wanting to fall deeper into the darkness. Her worry seemed to form the turning point she needed to begin to shake the dreadful sleep off her properly.
She was almost there. Her brain was... working again. She knew where she was, and she knew she had to get up. And yet she still didn't want to. The room was silent. For all she knew, she'd slept through the whole day. What harm would a few more minutes do...?
Then, groggily, she heard a voice - loud. Full of bravado. The words didn't make sense to her, so perhaps she wasn't quite ready to get up yet. That was a relief. She could stay in her bed just a short while longer...
She felt cool hands on her face. Nothing wrong with that. She could stay sleeping... just a short while-
"MMPH!"
Her eyes shot open as a pair of lips closed on her own. The need to slumber fell from her heavily, like a discarded cape. Her limbs were not so quick to catch up, and she struggled to raise her arms to push the invader off her.
"G-get away!" she shrieked, clumsily jerking upright and flinging herself to the wall. Her words, she appreciated, were slurred. Her body felt slurred. As she brought her head up, the world swam in front of her. She couldnt get a look at her attacker. Her own voice reached her through the whirl of her mind. "HELP! Rapist! Help! Someone! HELP!"
She fumbled for the bedcovers and pulled them up to her chest like a shield. What would she do if noone came...? She had no idea.
...and you will be lonesome.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 7:34 pm
Prince Timothy Harrison
The Prince blinked at the woman then stood up and let out, yet another, hearty laugh. "Fear not beautiful maiden for I am Prince Timothy and not any sort of rapist. You, my dear beauty, were simply under a terrible sleeping spell that I cured with a kiss of true love. Please do not feel threatened." The man gazed up at the woman with his shining silver eyes and took her hand in his and kissed the back of it. "What is thy name, oh capture of my heart?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 7:45 pm
Be good...
The High Priestess stared at him in a mix of horror and confusion as he silenced her screams with a kiss on the hand. Her mind still in a whirl, she began to get a clear focus on the handsome man who professed his undying love for her.
She drew the quit up even higher, making sure to cover every inch of her thin, white nightdress. "...Are you for real? Am I dreaming? This... isn't a dream I usually have..."
...and you will be lonesome.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 8:25 pm
Prince Timothy Harrison
"Aye my fair lady. Tis not a dream. I have been cast out of my homeland because I had not yet found my one true love, and therefore lost my right to the throne. I ventured off into unfamiliar lands, hearing many tales about a man who ruled the seas with kindness, who was suave and dashing, and that had a trident that all men are jealous of yet hold in high regard, for no trident is as big, well polished, or shiny as his. But I digress. In searching for this man of whom I wish to vow my service to, I have found a beautiful maiden. Now please...your name?" Tim's bowed his head giving the woman another kiss on the back of her hand.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 8:40 pm
(( WOAH Kyo can be suave when he wants to be!! XD )) Be good...
"I... um... I..." she stammered, her heart beating a little wildly. No! She mustn't be so stupid! This man has broken into her room and defiled her while she slept. He was obviously insane, and yet... he had such nice eyes, and such a dashing smile. Maybe she really WAS dreaming.
God damn it, if she allowed herself to fall for this guy she really would take anything that looked her way twice.
Unfortunately, her inner scoldings couldn't stop a blush from finding its way to her cheeks. "My name is Lorika. I... I am the High Priestess of the Benevolent Order. You seek the Overseer?"
...and you will be lonesome.
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