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 Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 1:12 pm
Shopping SquareThe Shopping Square is where people can shop and hang out here. The square has numerous shops for everyone!
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 4:57 pm
Running into the store, Shiro stopped, breathing. Cooking Mama Supplies. Great. Going through, he collected a couple jars of food colouring, looking around to see if there was anymore. In the end, there was a couple hundred jars, as he left with his money on the counter. Running around, he smelled the air. "Gunpowder..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 5:06 pm
"Yes..." He collected teh bags of gunpowder, now on his back. Running rapidly, he threw the money back, only a few coins. Such a flammable substance wasn't ever wanted in the city. Outstretching his wings, Shiro disappearing into the clouds.
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 3:21 pm
The diamonds of the sky....
Walking through the market, she paused at a particular shop. Her silver eyes smiled at the shop keeper as she motioned with her hand towards his back room. "I need fusecord. And sixty measures of the black powder," she said softly to him. Silently he nodded. She had often visited him as a child when their family had supplied the objects that she now required, so he rarely questioned her when she asked for something or other. Travis was a friend, and a good one. As he handed her the hose like linked rope and the powder. SHe smiled softly as he began to help her roll and pour the gun powder into each of the ten sections of the rope before moving on to the next. He burned the edge of the wax, sealing it off effectively in the sausage like form of the six ropes. These would do the trick nicely and she knew their rate of burn well. Slipping them into her vast cloak, she smiled at him her eyes glimmering as she gave him a careful hug. "Thanks bud." Slipping back out of the shop, she smiled to herself. Six ropes. Ten sections. Six booming crafts....
...form the net to which we fall
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 4:21 am
Joyful music lifts us sunward...
Arya landed in the center of the Shopping Square. She aimlessly flew to a random direction, figuring that she'd just book a room in the hotel rather than going home. After all the flying she's dine for the day, she needed to rest.
'I'll just explain to Mom tomorrow.' She thought.
The shopkeeper of the store Arya was in politely greeted her.
"Back so soon?" She said. Arya was a regular customer of this certain store.
"Yeah," she replied. "I just need a few clothes that'd last me 'till tomorrow."
"Ahh. Not going back to Ma'am van Elite today?" She walked out of the counter table and nodded at a particular clothes rack with a sign that read 'New Arrivals'.
...In the triumph song of life.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 6:24 pm
Joyful music lifts us sunward...
Arya tried on some clothes and purchased a white shirt with colorful raindrops as its design, khaki capri, light baby blue gloves that reached from the second joint of her fingers to an inch away from her wrist and a pair of green and red pajamas.
"If that'd be all, have a great day and say Hi to your mother for me, would you?"
"Thanks a lot! I'll be sure to send the message to her. Bye!" She waved good-bye and flew off to a random place, thinking that it was still too early to book a room in the hotel.
...In the triumph song of life.
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