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 Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 4:13 am
I lay on the heavenly(but it is) comfortable bed, sinking into the eygptian linen, and intensely focus on the crumbling book in my hands. The label reads "soul music by terry Prattchett".
Creaking from the doorway, i look over to it. To see you.
"hello"
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 11:55 am
(2 things a pic is not a requirement and it makes you typing hard to read and noticing someone befor they come in is a bit hard to follow up RP wise)
lance came to the door knocking politely "wonder who just moved in here" he mumbled to himself "it is a new tenant in our abode"
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 3:59 pm
dot_hack_ver2 (2 things a pic is not a requirement and it makes you typing hard to read and noticing someone befor they come in is a bit hard to follow up RP wise) lance came to the door knocking politely "wonder who just moved in here" he mumbled to himself "it is a new tenant in our abode" (thanks for the constructive critiscism I'll fix the pic.) *looks up from the ripped pages* " hello ,I'm new here-want a drink" *pulls out a bottle of water and a bottle of crimson for myself*
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 4:17 pm
(lol in here it's either learn fast or get everyone confused i learned that one the hard way... but oh well you could have done alot worse some pepole are just BAD when they first get here)
lance smiled "yeah well i don't drink water" he stepped in the door taking what she said as an invitation he found a cahir to sit in he looked at the book she was holding "ah a fellow bibliophile i see" he looked at the book squinting a bit ting to read the title "what is it?"
(in case you don't know bibliophile is one who loves reading books)
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 5:12 pm
dot_hack_ver2 (lol in here it's either learn fast or get everyone confused i learned that one the hard way... but oh well you could have done alot worse some pepole are just BAD when they first get here) lance smiled "yeah well i don't drink water" he stepped in the door taking what she said as an invitation he found a cahir to sit in he looked at the book she was holding "ah a fellow bibliophile i see" he looked at the book squinting a bit ting to read the title "what is it?" (in case you don't know bibliophile is one who loves reading books) (okay well I'm learning ) "Oh it's soul music by Terry Prattchett.I'm enjoying the humour" *passes ya a bottle of coke*
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 5:29 pm
(well it's a process now instead of using * to describe an action use it as a third person POV i.e lance did... or she handed him a bottle of coke makes it flow alot better
lance chuckled and flashed his fangs "not that either dear and besides i already ate" when he heard the name of the book "soul music huh....oh what cruel ironies" he gave the room a quick glance seeing a few more books scattered about but nothing of interest to him then realizing he had been impolite he retired his attention to her "i don't believe i know your name... mines Lancelot but just lance for short"
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 1:53 am
(ok I'll try but third person feels weird to me.)
"Oh I'm Julia, I'm sure there is a book for you as I have a whole array from science fiction to pure fact from one of my previous homes." She looks you up and down,before gently tossing a book towards you. Smiles she suggests that it was only based on a first impression and your namesake-as the title reads camelot:a collection of Arthurian legend.My hunger momentarily beckons so I return to drink a sip.
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 7:09 am
(that's better still a little hinky but better)
lance looked at the book an put it back "no offense but this particular book doesn't interest me i personally am into the more arcane" he pulled out a orb and focused on it changing it into a miniature version of Julia it then walked circles around his hand he chuckled then looked back up "and besides there is always the library if you want a book that is a little off the beaten path" lance let's go of his focus and the orb snaps back into it's original shape a orb about the size of his palm
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 8:39 am
" I see"I say as I ease back into my rythmn of reading.This relaxes myself into a state. So I can project a thought into your mind,a smile spreads across my face.
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 9:47 am
(try to avoid using I and for reference italics is thoughts)
lancer felt julia's attempt into his mind and forced his way back along the link just remember just about everyone here can do that lance smiled left her mind gently as to not cause any disstress
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 9:53 am
well I'm happy I can relax here without the need to disguise my activities. Anyway I was just trying to share something with you.
Sighing I get up and gather the books, placing them on the oak shelves.
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 10:05 am
lance gave her a smile "i know that but old habit's die hard and i prefer people to stay out of my mind i have things in there no one needs to know" he got up out of his chair walking back and forth a bit
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 10:21 am
"ok,ok. So I'm heading off to the library." Like a playful sprite I exit the room.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 8:58 am
Julia drags her wearied feet to the doorway of her abode, as her arms are laden with such an amount of books, that only the strongman at the circus she grew up in could withstand. Placing them on the bedside table to read later, she pauses,scouting the supposedly vacant room with cold emerald irises. A single, light knock had emanated from the doorway and caught her off guard. "who's there?" her curiousity enquired.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 10:03 pm
(haha your doing the knocking thing again)
Rhea hastily stepped through the doorway, her black eyes fixed on the room’s owner, not giving a care for the scenery. “Don’tmove.” The words came out in a single breathe, without pause, and her bare feet crossed the room silently. Suddenly she was off the ground, inches from the other’s face, a small pale hand reached out to pluck hair from the head.
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