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 Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:08 pm
I thought it was pretty good. Salazar saw that this had in fact been a bad idea. Now he had to figure this out... And I thought I was a narcissist. His head shot back into Kirai's, slamming into her nose and allowing him to slip out of the hold, though with a nice cut across his neck and his bag strap being cut. No time to worry about that, I got to jet. "Ciao." he said with his best accent and he opened up the gate below his feet. He would have put up a better fight, but he could only use that thing three times in a day. He fell through, leaving the bag behind, and when it was done he found himself far outside the castle, snow falling all around him. It was cold, his neck was bleeding, and he was a few hours away from the village. "...s**t."
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:24 pm
Kirai watched as he slipped away. "........." After a few moments of silence, she bent down and picked up the bag. ".....fool." A bit later, Kirai put on a long black velvet cloak and ran outside after him with something hidden away in her hands. The snowflakes were about the same color as her skin, and landed in her hair and on her long black eyelashes. Her cloak was dusted in the falling snow. "Salazar!" She called out. Her long blonde hair drifted back and forth in the gentle wind, and her eyes looked even brighter of a blue than usual. Exactly like Ivy's eyes.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:29 pm
A fire passed over Salazar's body, when it faded he was in his usual attire, tattered red cloak, sharp steel claws and all. Great...she pursues. He turned from her and started trudging through the snow, which turned to puddles of water as he stepped in it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:40 pm
Kirai gave an annoyed sigh and shook her head in disapproval. The fire did not bother her in the least, it's not like it could actually hurt her. So, she looked at him as he approached her as if it was not even there. In her hand was a small purple velvet draw string pouch, in which were several golden coins and three golden chains for necklaces. She spoke just loud enough for him to hear her. A gust of wind blew the hood of the cloak off of her head. "You didn't just come here for petty revenge. You came here because there are two others who are depending on you." Kirai held out her hand with the pouch in it. She considered tossing it to him, but she didn't want him to swat it away without even looking at it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:48 pm
Salazar took the pouch. He stared coldly at her for a few moments. Burning hate filling his eyes. His fists clenched around the claws in his hands. the blood on his skin almost boiling due to the heat he was giving off. With not a word out of his mouth, he turned around and walked towards the village
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 7:03 pm
"......" Kirai smiled and turned to start walking back to Vaclav. Is that what my eyes looked like when I hated Avarice...? If so, I'm very thankful that those bitter feelings are long gone... Hatred is an ugly look to wear on any face.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 5:50 pm
Another day passed, and once again, it was time for her to go to the graveyard to serve Nature. Kirai rose to her feet. She... really, truly missed Tessa. How long had it been now? She missed Edward, too. There were so many issues concerning being with him. For one, her name was in the history books as a great criminal and murderer. Second, she fairly recently murdered many people in the cathedral, and risked killing Banshee; Edward's friend. Last, she practiced the dark occult art of necromancy... But most of all, Kirai had stayed away from him almost because she still felt tied to Avarice. It felt sickening for her to admit this to herself. Most people hate the idea of living in the past... but that idea was nothing but comforting to Kirai. The past, all in all, had been good to her.
She walked through the dark hallways alone. Even so, it seems, as soon as I become happy or content... all is taken from me. Kirai stopped in front of a large window and looked outside through the frosted glass. The moon revealed itself through the clouds, even in Haven. If it was the same moon which she looked upon fondly every night in the graveyard, she knew naught. That's why I must stay on the move... That's why I must sacrifice everything. A smile crossed her pink lips. Chaos... when you have no weights to tie you down, one becomes like papers flying in the wind. Is that true freedom, or the lack there of?
With that thought, she left Vaclav after locking every door and window in the castle. She needed to talk to Edward.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 1:31 pm
Viriana appeartated into the center of the grand dining room of Valclav. She sought Edward, or his lover. Either would sufice. the were said to have information worth hearing on Warwick, whom she suspected tailored the body Suicide stole to leave her relm, but she trusted these two far more than that b*****d. She'd heard of his crimes, on many occasions, and offered comfort to many who chose Suicide's embrace. Among those was Virianna's own sister...
Never the less, she needed to find her goddess, and this seemed like a place to start. "Hello?! Is there a resident here?!" she called out in vane. But what choice would she have? She would have to wait..
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Cassandra_Complex Vice Captain
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