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 Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 4:44 pm
Amnity tossed and turned in bed, unable to get even a wink of sleep. She didn't know why, but she was pretty damn sure of what it was. She sat up in bed, scratching her head furiously. Reaching over to her bedside table, she took her little black notebook to jot down one more thing under the list of spells.
Find Malcolm and ask him MAKE him explain everything to you. Don't let him disappear
She underlined the whole thing at least 3 times before putting the notebook in her jacket and putting the jacket on. It was morning, kids getting to school, parents going to work. There were more important matters at hand though. She wished she had gotten more then just Malcolm's first name though...At least she'd be able to figure out where he lived. Her top priority now was to find him...But she didn't know where to start...
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 4:50 pm
((Every person needs to re-read the first page. Send me a PM acknowledging that you have done so.))
((Also, I am currently updating. Surprise!))
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 5:59 pm
((Updating finished. (for now). Please check updates section and new "Dictionary" section. Words will be added as the RP goes on. If you need the definition of a word, ask me and I'll put it up.))
The portal opened with a faint howl, releasing L'u T'onu into the park. It's presence was silent and invisible, slipping from shadow to shadow like a gust of wind. As he neared the man who he had been sent for (Zahzi), he stopped, allowing the wind to carry his voice across the distance.
"Damian g'ti L'u T'onu." It hissed, it's voice sounding like a cold wind, "G'ti L'u T'onu c'mu l'i h'tanu."
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:08 pm
Amnity went to the bar, confronting the first person she knew that might know Malcolm. "Hannah..." She called timidly as she looked back and forth through the bar counter. She wasn't there to drink....Just to ask the bartender what she knew about Malcolm. She may not know anything....But Amnity had to at least ask. The girl sat down on a chair and scratched her head, opening up her black notebook and reading the few spells she had written down, waiting for Hannah.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:15 pm
Zahzi looked over at the interloper with an eyebrow raised.
"...Well, another one?" he asked, with a head tilted.
He turned around to face it, his arms still crossed.
He looked at L'u with a bored expression.
"Now...What can I help you with..?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:27 pm
L'u T'onu elongated the shadow it was standing in and came within a hairsbreadth of the man before him, it's icy breath coming out in small clouds around his head.
"G'ti L'u T'onu c'mu l'i h'tanu." It repeated, holding out it's hand.
A thin paper manuscript appeared in L'u T'onu's hand, rimmed in ice. L'u T'onu released the manuscript with a flourish, letting it flutter to the ground. Then it disappeared in a flicker of air.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:33 pm
(Wait, what dissappeared? L'u, or the paper?)
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:37 pm
((The Shadow disappeared. the paper is being typed up.))
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:46 pm
::The Manuscript::
((You'll need to find a way to get this translated, as your character cannot speak Mirou and I will not be immediately posting the definitions of the words. As of right now, Malcolm is the only one who has anything with the Mirou script in it, so he would be the only one who can translate it for you.))
C'thani-
T'lani du f'ur V'i q'eri v'o m'nut.
V'u s'ut d'ux s'ulx.
~Damian
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:49 pm
Hannah walked into the pub with a somewhat lazy stride, not exactly eager to get back to work. It had been a slow day.
Upon noticing the girl at the counter however, she realized two things.
One, she forgot to lock the door when she left, and two, she had a customer, maybe things would pick up after all.
"May I help you?" She asked politely, making her way to the other side of the bar.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:58 pm
"Great...Now I have do find someone to translate this..." he said, looking at the note and sighing.
He looked around, seeing at the figure left, and walked to the one place he knew people converge at. The bar.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 7:00 pm
Amnity looked up. She didn't realize really how long she was there, but decided not to think about it. "Hannah..." She then noticed how somewhat tired the bartender looked and felt a bit sympathetic. Here she was, working in a bar for at least 7 hours, having to put up with drunkards and perverted bastards as Amnity just sat there reading a notebook. I have to be a bit more considerate. "Tired?" She asked after ordering a shot of Black Label. Amnity decided to ask about Malcolm later.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 7:05 pm
((Zahzi, I recommend gleaming what info you can from the dictionary, just so you have a general idea of what it means. Your character cannot know yet though.))
Hannah gave the girl a tired smile and quickly produced the shot.
"Yep, you look a bit tired yourself, had a rough day?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 7:12 pm
Amnity shut her notebook and put it away in her jacket. She smiled and took the shot glass in her hands. You have not idea... "Work...Life..." She shrugged, hoping that was a good enough answer. She gulped down the shot rather quickly, then set the glass down on the counter. "You?"
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