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 Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:50 pm
*Powell slowly leaned over to Ali once Ziven was done talking, speaking as quietly as he managed.* Does she mean?.....* Ali cut him off before he could say anymore by a shacke with his head and his words again.* We'll have some tea.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:58 pm
Ziven looked to Feldspar, whom arched a brow. A moment later, clearly communicating with their minds, Ziven laughed a bit and moved through the room, offering them seats on the couches there. Seating herself, she conjured tea enough for all of them. Before taking for herself, she made tea for Feldspar and would do the same for Ali and Powell too if they wanted. "If there is something else you would like, please let me know."
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 4:02 pm
*Powell looked at the couch and then back at Ziven, standing in a predicament, if he sat down he would cut a hole in the couch if he didn't it would be impolite. Ali on the other hand plopped down and put his hands behind his head.* So...Any particular reason as to why you look like Ziven now Feldspar, I assume you aren't twins?
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:06 am
"Feldspar is approximately one hundred and twenty four years my senior." she said softly, rising from her seat again, picking up a cup of tea which she brought to Powell, smiling brightly and bobbing her head. "You may stand if you prefer, worry not." she said very quietly, intending only for Powell to hear. Often her abilities of observation would bring alarm too others. After he would accept or decline the offer of tea, she would return to her seat.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 4:20 am
*Powell give Ziven a nod and pulled up a straw from one of his pockets, stuffing it into a small circular gap in his helmet and the other end into the tea. Ali on the other hand simply sat there with his usual smirk upon his lips, adjusting his back somewhat.* So in other words, If she is your sister then you both have the same mother and considering Fledspar is a dragon that means your mother must be a dragon. Therefor if that is the case then you Ziven must be a dragon too, one that has in that case managed to trick me to believe otherwise for so long. Only question I have then is why?
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 9:41 am
"Come now, Ali, you know there is no treachery here." she replied softly as she took her seat and sipped her tea. Feldspar, however, sat in a much more assertive manner, politely holding her teacup in her lap, watching Ali. Though she respected him from that which Ziven told her, she still did not trust him. Especially with going along this line of questioning.
Ziven bobbed her head and retold her story to Ali, believing it best for Powell to hear as well. "Having thought to been abandoned as a child, I knew not of any blood relatives until but a few months ago. My master decided some time ago to attempt to find my family. As it turns out, my master, Brom and Feldspar, are in truth my father and sister. It was a surprise to all of us. They thought back through his life and knew but two whom he had mated with, only one logical to be my mother. Though, without knowing whom the female was, it lead him to seek his own father to recall that night, of which the truth came from another, our mother herself, actually. The details are complicated, so I shall spare you that story." she said with a nod.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 1:32 pm
Meaning Brom rode a dragon a different way once, or twice.* Ali's smile grew a tiny bit wider after his own remark, quite the story. Looking up at Powell he just seemed to continue to sip his tea, Powell didn't care. He was here to train Ziven, who she was and so on interested him not in the least.* I doubt you'd betray me, you don't seem the type to do so. My instincts tells me so and they've not failed me yet.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 2:02 pm
"You know very well that I would not betray anyone." she said softly, looking directly at Ali. Feldspar arched a brow slightly more and finally broke her gaze, sipping from her own tea.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 2:25 pm
There is no need to state my words again only different.* Ali arched an eyebrow at Ziven, he already said that she was unlikely to betray someone. Less given a proper reason too.*
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 3:35 pm
She smiled and nodded her head "I said this because I wanted to confirm. Despite your opinion and instincts, especially with Lieutenant Sergeant Powell present .. as he does not know anything of me and I would say our first meeting has been .. less than favorable to my character." she said cheerfully, again bobbing her head.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 1:12 pm
* Both Ali and Powell remained silent, several minutes flew by before Ali leaned forward and starred straight at Ziven.* I'd like you to do something for me.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 1:18 pm
Blue eyes went wide with surprise before bobbing her head. "Alright, what may you require today?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 1:27 pm
Jerkowski. A city not far from that facility has somehow fallen silent, we're getting peculiar transmissions and one of the Soldiers swore that he saw Jerkowski's face late one night. I've sent in two teams, the second one to find the first team. Both has utterly lost contact. I want you to either go to the city alone or at least pinpoint a point of origin within the city.* Ali smiled at her and leaned back in his seat, waiting for her reply.*
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 1:52 pm
She stiffened, but bobbed her head. "As you wish. When would you expect this request to be completed?" she asked, unsure if he wanted her to go now or .. later.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 1:56 pm
I'd rather hear which one you choose if you choose to help at all, I have stuff ready back at the Castle to go there myself but I lack the capability to sense them until they are very close. No pressure though, you are free to choose whatever you lean towards.* Ali folded his arms in front of his chest and rolled his neck, watching as Powell put the tea cup down and stood back up straight again.*
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