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 Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2009 2:42 pm
Very Superstitious Writings on the Wall-- open role play
Setting: Library; Sasha's dorm at night
Players: Any students that want to have a slumber party XD
--- One thing Sasha was thankful about his strange life was that Shinkami was just as strange and so was the library. Every macabre or supernatural phenomena he could think of, Shinkami had a book for it. And such was the case with exorcism. Quite a few actually, many based on certain religious beliefs. He wasn't sure what belief system a domovoi weasel house spirit fell in, but trial and error seemed the best course.
Taking a few of the books from the shelves, Alexander found an empty table and settled down, a little afraid of the looks he'd get if he checked them out. So researching in the library was the only way to go.
"Ugh...." There were so many big English words in this book!!
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 9:50 pm
Canaan was starting to develop a liking of reading, and although he was heading to the magic library for Micajah's studies, he was planning on looking for Cherokee myths. It'd be great if he could find some, because he'd been telling his blonde mate stories, and wanted to give him a book to read about it.
Now, though, he pulled open the door, holding it open for the magic student whose hand he was holding. "Here we are, kumama, we will not be here all night, will we?" His tone was light, good-natured. Relaxed, however the native immediately noticed that they weren't alone in the large library. A small, overwhelmed looking magic student was sitting at a table, with a stack of books. Cane couldn't help but notice that he seemed rather frazzled.
Speaking up as they moved inside of the library, he led Mica toward the table. "What troubles you?" Canaan was a pretty good guy, despite his odd ways.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 10:00 pm
Micajah followed behind Cane each step of the way, his eyes cast down at the ground as they went. He was feeling a little tired but seeing as Cane was excited about reading, something he was happy for, he went along with him.
When they get into the room and Cane immediately went for a figure sitting in a chair near some books, he smiled softly for a moment before joining the pair and recognizing the little one.
"Oh, if it isn't Alexander."
He'd know the little magic boy from anywhere, considering they were pretty much the only two classmates they've had.
His face seemed to echo Cane's question.
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