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 Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 2:30 pm
Zia and Maida frowned.
"How did you," "Do that?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 6:10 pm
Kibo: Spirits hold a lot more energy than humans do. When they float through the body, the energy diffuses from them into the object they floated through. I can put up barriers inside my body, so the energy stays in one place. Thus, when I touch something else, the energy diffuses into it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 9:56 am
Natasha breathed in and out slowly, appearing to meditate.
Suddenly she clapped her hands loudly, causing her body to be engulfed in flame. Around half a minute later the flame died as quickly as it had appeared leaving Natasha fully alert. She looked at Kibo.
"Told you."
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 4:36 pm
As soon as Natasha is engulfed in flame, Kibo covers his eyes.
Kibo: You're clothes are fireproof, I hope.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 8:01 pm
Zia and Maida giggled.
"Silly," "Willy." "Of course they are." "She's a lady," "Isn't she?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 8:06 pm
((My niece and sister somehow convinced me to watch "Fantastic 4: Rise of the Silver Surfer" with them, and I saw this post right after the scene where what's-her-face, the invisible one, gets the firey dude's powers, and burns all her clothes off. Hence, my idea for the post. mrgreen ))
Kibo: Alright. I'm trusting you on this, girls.
He shakily lowers his hand, prepares to shoot it back up if he saw any skin below her shoulders.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 9:40 pm
The laughter grew harder.
"You are such," "A gentleser," "Aren't you, Kibo?" "You've never dream of looking," "When you shouldn't."
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 2:14 am
Natasha smiled as none of her clothes even singed.
"What kind of pyromancer do you think I am? It'd be a bit stupid if I had to replace my clothes after accidentally making them catch fire."
She rolled her eyes.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 8:03 pm
Kibo: It's just that fireproof clothing... isn't exactly easy-to-find, and I hadn't seen you leave anywhere to purchase any.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 10:11 pm
Zia and Maida sighed in a huff.
"She's a magical person." "Don't you think," "M'lady here," "Could have escaped your notice," "For a few hours?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2007 12:02 pm
"I can create a fire that doesn't burn things, it instead fireproofs them. Therefore, all my clothes are now resistant to flame damage."
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 5:43 pm
Kibo: I see. Well, I have a question. What are we gonna do with him?
He points over his shoulder to Leo, who was still unconscious on the deck.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 7:04 pm
[Name the movie! Name the Movie! Name the movie!]
Zia and Miada skip closer to Leo.
"Ooo, is he dead yet?" "Can we eat him?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 10:24 am
[I'm a bit bored of Leo...time to say our goodbyes to yet another of my characters.]
Natasha laughed as she walked over to Leo, lovingly grabbing his hand as she knelt down beside him. Her expression suddenly turned from happiness to panic as her hand felt the stone-coldness of his flesh. Worried she checked for a pulse, finding none.
Slowly it dawned on her that she had lost him forever and she collapsed, crying into his chest wailing desparately for him to wake up, while trying to warm up his hand in an attempt to get his circualtion going.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 12:08 pm
((That sounds like something Gluttony would say...))
Kibo: Well, that sucks...
He holds his hand in the air, closing his eyes for a moment.
Kibo: Wow, he was sure a pure one. He almost skipped right through purgatory. But in any case, his soul's reached it's destiny. And destinies are permanent. Not even the hand of a deft Necromancer can bring them back.
Once again, he did not care very much for people he hardly knew. But seeing Natasha crying like she was cut at him, and a small tear rolled down his cheek, despite his apathetic comments.
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