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 Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 2:18 pm
*june looked up at Jake*
the guy dropped to the floor after coming back from an attack. comeon, help me stop the blood flow!
*she gestured to the bandages and gauze next to zero's body*
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 3:54 pm
Duriono walked in after a day of hard work answer stared a zadea " your wearing the uniform?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 4:02 pm
Rummaging came from a back room, and Zadea walked out, carrying a medical kit with her. "Of course I am...Why wouldn't I?" She asked with a grin, before, "overslept..." she mumbled the reason for her late appearance, before beginning to bandage a wound. She ignored the low hum in the distance, the two weapons charging, sometimes interrupted by crackling or explosions. "Man, what'd he try to do, take S.I.N.'s whole place on alone?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 4:16 pm
Duri decided to not ask who Zadea was talking about and decided to continue the conversation "well I for one hate the uniforms and I thought you would too 'cuz you got all that fur, anyway did you do anything besides sleep?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 4:28 pm
"Fur? What fur?" She asked, a huge grin on her face. Faint, pale blue sparks danced around her fingers, and she stared at Duri with her glowing eyes. "Haven't you noticed yet?" She asked, giving him a wide smile. Zadea pirouetted, displaying the distinct lack of feline traits. Being what she was had many advantages as it did limitations. "I love this form! I can finally use some magic!"
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 4:36 pm
"well it's gonna be weird with you not having fur..." Duri rubbed his eyes and then proceeded to poke zadea.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 4:49 pm
*Zero awakes in pain* aya...well..what do you know...someone had first aid...*Tries to get up* "Ahg! thanks miss june. Stupid S.I.N. trap is all."
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 4:50 pm
She flinched away from the poke, then stared at Duri. "Yeah. I've had a while to get comfortable walking on paws, and here I am flat-footed again. That's weirder." Zadea said, grinning. She then presumed to create the image of a flying dove out of a liquid light the color of seaspray.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 4:53 pm
*looks at Zadea* "By the way...you don't look like you're part cat demon yet your mind says so...what's with you against our kind?" he said with a huff.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 5:00 pm
Duri just stared at Zadea.....
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 5:07 pm
The shadow demon-Zero *Zero awakes in pain* aya...well..what do you know...someone had first aid...*Tries to get up* "Ahg! thanks miss june. Stupid S.I.N. trap is all." *june rolled her eyes* hmph, you seem like someone who would avoid those.....
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 5:10 pm
*looks at june* "If you would like to know my senses were trying to find the main powersource of the Dark portal. till I was jumped my some S.I.N members. It would've been fine if there weren't 500 of them. barely 100 over my max..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 5:13 pm
"I think I'm going to let my aura rest for a bit...I'm going to go to the rooms...I need shut eye...thanks again miss june. And miss Zadea."
*Walks to the rooms*
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 5:27 pm
She simply nodded to the man. A smile crept up her face. "He saw right through this form..." Zadea purred to herself, a smug, feline grin on her face as she returned to her place behind the bar. "That would've been great, the vampire cutting out S.I.N.'s power source...Always good to have another powerful fighter on our side..." She mused, thinking, planning. While leaning on the bar, she traced invisible letters over it's surface, her finger gently touching the wood.
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