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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 5:08 pm
>.> Hmm? I never really thought of it as a technique.
^^; Just... opening a locked door.
*Nana opens one of the doors all the way, then enters and waits for Slayer to follow. In the meantime she glances over to the covered piano. It was resting peacefully, in the slowly dimming light of the late autum sky*
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 6:05 pm
Slayer: *chuckles * a good hiding place for such a thing. *He steps inside and looks at the piano* Is this the gift?
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 6:53 pm
*The piano and piano bench were together, and still under the large sheet. Nana nods*
Yes, that's it. >_>
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 6:55 pm
Slayer: Very well. so you just wish to move it to the wedding location?
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 6:57 pm
*Nana nods*
...and hidden until after the "I do"s...
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 7:01 pm
Slayer: Ah. Very well then. That should be simple enough if we use my mode of transport once more.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 7:03 pm
>.>
All right then.
*Nana moves over to the piano, and waits for Slayer to do whatever it was, he was going to do*
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 7:11 pm
Slayer: *The cape once again whooshes around and stands as a portal* Now... if you'll take the bench I shall take care of the rest... *He steps up to the piano, grabs it on each side, then effortlessly lifts it off the ground. He walks through the portal with it*
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 7:17 pm
o.o
Ooooh... erm...yes!
*Nana walks over and picks up the bench, then blinks at Slayer while she follows*
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:45 pm
*Nana's travel portal opens, from the wedding location into her room, she steps through and it closes*
Phew... I better get ready then.
*Nana casually walks over to the fabric divide and starts getting ready, after quickly looking over everything again. She leaves the pearl earings on the computer console for the time being*
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:57 pm
*Nana was in her wedding dress soon enough. She'd folded her normal robes and placed them a side, her dagger was with them. Now she was just putting on her necklace*
...Zio?
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:58 pm
*A very young looking girl was approaching the city. She stared at it as she walked towards it, but did not seem to be in awe of it. Her eyes held...Something...Something that made her seem far older than she perhaps really was. In all, her short stature, childish features, and her every move seemed to shout that she was perhaps no more than ten years old. Her hair was a dark purple with a red streak in it, all the hair held in an offcenter ponytail. Her eyes too were purple and seemed too deep colored and clear to possibly be of a child. She entered the city with a look of interest on her face, a very slight grin touching her lips.*
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 9:18 pm
Zio: *blips to life* Yes Lady Nana? Can I help you?
*Elsewhere, a scout droid hovers around to Aith to examine her*
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 9:22 pm
o_--
Zio, would it be possible to have two bundles of apple blossoms teleported in?
*Nana was putting on her earings now*
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 9:37 pm
*Stopping, the young girl looked at this contraption and tilted her head before shrugging and moving onward. To the drone she would seem a completely ordinary ten year old girl. No extraordinary powers or sense of that kind of power. Nor would there be any sign that she may be hiding such things. Depending on how advanced this drone was though, what it would find when scanning within the girl, if it did so, would be baffling. Her blood would not match any that might be in any data banks the drone may have access to and it would not recognize the blood as anything similar to any others.
She continued to walk deeper into the city, seemingly unconcerned by the drone hovering around her.*
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