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Eloquent Conversationalist
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 Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 1:50 pm
((I can't roleplay and look at your signature at the same time.))
Ialo felt Luna, but made no motion to show he was awake. He was aware of a dull throbbing pain in his knee, but he had his willpower. Slowly and steadily, the fog around him and Luna froze, creating a domed shield. The higher clouds began to get heavier and heavier, until rain began to fall. The rain did little to pierce the fog as the fog merely rebuilt itself. Eventually, the rain began to freeze as well, coming down in deadly crystal needles. Hence the shield. The fog around Ialo's leg began to freeze as well, encasing his knee in a cast of ice.
((Ialo's powers tend to go slightly.... haywire when he's preoccupied.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 2:02 pm
[[LOL. I've gotten so many complaints/compliments about my signature.]]
[[So don't worry, you're not the only one.]]
Luna felt the coldness surrounding her, but she figured it was the weather. Suddenly she heard small clanks around her and opened her eyes. "What the-" she started as she looked at her surroundings. There she was, inside some sort of bubble of fog while ice was falling from the sky. "This is obviously not normal," she breathed, sitting upright now. She folded her legs and held on to them, trying to preserve her body heat. Luna was definetely not used to the cold. She wasn't the type of wolf that could survive under low temperatures. She closed her eyes tightly as her throat became dry. She let her little compacted self drop and slide over to Ialo. She tried very much so to use his body as a blanket. When she was comfortable, she had both his arms and legs around her. She had her head snuggled underneathe his chin and held onto him tightly. Luna hated the cold. And her goosebumps wouldn't go away.
[[That's kind of good. On a count of Ialo's slowly killing Luna.]]
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 2:13 pm
Ialo felt Luna move him. And it hurt. The ice encasing his knee was doing an excellent job of numbing the pain, but it still worked. He realized Luna was cold, but it was his instinct to hide himself until danger passed. He doubted that this danger would fall for his tricks, but still. He forced the temperature in his body to lower, then concentrated the heat in his chest.
"I thought the sleet would be a nice touch."
Ialo held absolute control over the muscles in his face, belying the pride and humor in his telepathic voice.
((Okay, Ialo is sooo going to get beat up for this, isn't he?))
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 3:29 pm
Luna opened her eyes and slightly pulled away from Ialo. He's conscious!
She pulled him in and softly kissed his nose. "You did this? Why?" she asked, smiling. She was so happy that he was actually communicating with her that when she snuggled back into him, she didn't feel how cold he was.
[[Eventually, yeah.]]
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 4:07 pm
"Why? Because I'm assuming I'm not the only one who enjoys living. I don't like conflicts either. Haven't you noticed, I conveniently seem to be not around when there's a conflict?"
The air outside must've been pretty cold, because Ialo's sleet was freezing the ground. Anyone who tried to walk to promptly find themselves on their rear ends.
"Is it a good thing I can't feel my leg?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 4:47 pm
Luna bit her lip. "No.. Not really." she said sadly, taking a look at his leg. It was covered with ice! "You're amazing.." she said. Not only is he part dragon, her personal heater, and appreciates her corny jokes, but he's his own weather man. "It's probably better that I don't tell you." she said, her voice cracking. Images and memories of what that man did to Ialo was painful when she saw it in real life. But in her mind, it was intensified. She swallowed and hugged him tighter. ...He's so cold..
"Why are you so cold, Ialo?" she asked, her eyebrows raising with worry. Is it because of me?
[[She's such a worrywort.]]
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:02 pm
(( rofl Stop with the funny signatures! I'm going to die laughing at my computer!))
Ialo let out a small sigh. "I see." His skin was paler than normal. "It's trauma. In response to severe shock, one's body shuts down to conserve energy. In a dragon, one's powers intensify because the land is coming to its aid. And it hurts to move." Not to mention that his heat signature would give their location away in an instant. "If I could, we would be long gone."
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:14 pm
Myia looked around. "I need to bloody feed." She thought of the blood packets her father had given her. I think he wants me dead. What a weakling. She hissed in her head. "Maybe I should go back for the weekend and say hello." She smerked. "He's going to get my anger at it's best." She laughed and left her dorm.
Ella walked round carefully. She had teleported and ended up in some dark place. She could not teleport back. Oh gods please protect me. She prayed in her head. She felt something crawling her feet. She took a step back and heard a cruch. "Bugs...." She held her breath to keep from screaming. Help... help.
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:15 pm
((Ghostest, have you considered having one of your characters meet Mrs. Enlil?))
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:19 pm
[[not really but they could]]
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:19 pm
[[What funny signatures? I have no clue what you're talking about!]]
"Ohh.." Luna said. "Well.." she began. I can't tell him.. I just can't. She didn't want to make him feel bad by telling him that she couldn't live under such cold conditions. She'd just have to be strong. "Nevermind, I guess."
She pulled away from Ialo and hugged herself again. If she couldn't get more heat, she'd have to make due with what was already there.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:26 pm
Ialo was a bit sad. He was hiding from another psycho, and whether he let on or not, he was killing his girlfriend. Suddenly, he had an idea. Underground, the temperature usually stayed a constant 55 degrees Fahrenheit. Unfortunately, his expertise was in weather, not geokinesis. He let the slightest frown cross his face, and pulled Luna back to him. For her, he was willing to use his firepower. He kept the heat concentrated in his torso, though.
"There. I just wish we had a cave."
((Lol. Nevermind then.))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:34 pm
Ella finally screamed. "Help! Someone help me! I don't know where I'm at!" She started to cry scared out of her mind. She started to run. "Hello! Help!" She kept on screaming. The she felt something fall on her. She looked to see a snake on her shoulders. "Ah!" She throw it off and hit her top speed for running.
Myia sat down out side and looked around. Her ears twiched. "Whos that?" She looked around. None of these stupied people. She thought looking at the people around her. "Grr." She shut her eyes and tried to figure out where the sound was going from.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:37 pm
Luna was startled when Ialo pulled her in. I thought it hurt him to move.. she thought. But it didn't matter. She tucked in her arms and bent her knees enough so that almost her entire body was getting enough heat. She smiled when she heard Ialo's voice in her mind. "Thank you, love. And why a cave?" she asked softly. Luna lifted her head up slightly to kiss his neck innocently. "Being alone with me in such a dark and secluded place wouldn't raise any corrupted thoughts?" she asked, a hint of humour in her voice. She tried to lighten up the mood with such odd questions.
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:45 pm
"Ever taken a basic Earth Science class? A cave usually remains a constant, if cool, temperature all year long." Pulling Luna in did hurt him, although he'd never let her see the burns on his skin from the explosion. "Define corrupted." There was amusement in his telepathic voice.
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