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 Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 11:43 am
"What? That's... impossible... I told her to leave. Did she stay behind? I..."
Stefan dropped to his knees devastated by the news. He couldn't believe he hadn't stopped this. Why didn't he make sure she left first?
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 11:45 am
Huey, bored, was flying about the premises in search of shelter. At least when she was captive she'd had a stable.
Then again, before that cloaked morph had suddenly and inexplicably become nicer, she hadn't had much food.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 11:52 am
Comfortingly, Alihi placed her hand on Stefan's shoulder, still remaining silent.
The tactician couldn't think of anything worthwhile to say.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 11:57 am
Stefan remained motionless. He stared at the ground while trying to think of what to do. Should he just go and attack right now? He'd probably die but he couldn't wait around, and that seemed to be the Resistance's specialty: Waiting...
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:01 pm
Alihi sighed lightly, removing her hand. "Stefan... if you want someone to talk to, I'm here for you, alright? I only want to help..."
With that being said, she went back to searching for the carrots for Huey. Which she found shortly, in a container labeled "NOBLE CARROTS". Taking the container, she headed back to the balcony where she last saw the pegasus.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:08 pm
"I... do not need anyone's help. Nothing can comfort me until she is back at my side..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:10 pm
Besides, it's not like I'm asking for all of the keys. Just the one for Lady Lilina and maybe about three or four others that we might be able to grab on the way out.
((Man, wanting to say that has been bugging me since last night...))
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:11 pm
Alihi paused.
"... I used to think the same thing." She continued up to the balcony.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:14 pm
Fixing... fixing?
"Yyyyyaaaaaaa..."
And with a mighty roar, Rhys finally awoke from his nearly day-long slumber. He was just that tired from the party of several nights ago.
Eyes still shut (they were adjusting themselves to the first influx of light they'd had in days), he felt around the bed, trying his limbs. He felt better, at least. Not spectacular, but not absolutely terrible. He might be able to walk around, if only...
"Hey!" he called out to nobody in particular. "Is breakfast ready yet?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:23 pm
Stefan glared at the priest. "Make your own damn breakfast..." And with that he walked out of the house. He needed to get away from all of this. He couldn't think with all these people around.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:27 pm
No luck finding anywhere to roost.
Huey returned to Fefga's house and noticed...was that something orange shining in the sunlight?
FOOD!!
She flew towards it, stuck her head into a window, and...
...started OMNOMNOM-ing Rhys's hair.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:31 pm
"Hm..."
Vika heard Stefan's outburst - so similar to her own. Locating the kitchen, she snatched a few apples and pocketed two of them while biting into one herself. That done, she excused herself from the house, set on finding Stefan. Misery enjoys company...
It didn't take her long to find him. Taking an apple from her pocket, she offered it to the swordfighter as she took another bite from her own. "Stefan...I know how it feels." she murmured.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:33 pm
Rhys' mind started flashing a lovely scenario in which Stefan, bloodied and badly beaten, was crawling toward Rhys, begging to be healed...
You're. A. PRIEST, his self-control reminded.
Sometimes being a priest sucks, his anger responded.
Tell me about it. Hey, do you feel something?
Yes. Something's... ouch!
Rhys winced a bit as he tried to pull himself away from whoever was trying to eat his hair. He moved his hands backward, trying to bat away the attacker. "Ah! What the heck! I slept for several days for THIS!?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:35 pm
Stefan looked over at Vika. He took the apple and took a bite. Staring dully at it he spoke to her, "Oh? And what do you propose we do about this?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:36 pm
Huey simply growled (yes, horses can growl) and attempted to nibble at the priest's hands.
I'm HUNGRY, dammit. D:<
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