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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 8:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 7:20 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 5:53 pm
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Satoshi watched and listened as Pakkun and Ashitaka spoke. He nodded after they had finished and spoke out to Pakkun. "Thank you for your help, Pakkun. Until the next time." Satoshi said with a slight bow before Pakkun bowed his head and dissipated in white smoke. Satoshi then looked to Ash, uncrossing his arms. "So it seems that she had left the company of the great Aoiyasha and the rest of the canines." Satoshi explained. He then thought about what had been said to describe Ash's friend. A female wolf that takes on the appearance of a human while retaining limited canine characteristics. Satoshi could not recall ever hearing of such a creature. "Perhaps an older member of the family would be able to give us more information." Satoshi stated, stepping forward to the scroll and extending his hand. He let his bloodied fingers touch the name of Djitaru with a strange white implosion. Djitaru's image came into view as if spat out of the air itself. Satoshi smiled and nodded to the canine. Djitaru was Satoshi's most close summon. It was with him who he often went for answers that were beyond their time. The white, decorated wolf bowed his head as if returning Sato's nod. His eyes seemed to glow as they set on Ashitaka, unflinching. Satoshi was silent as he knew what was to come. A strange light began to flow out of Djitaru but with it, words danced. Djitaru, an ancient being, did not speak with sound but with a force that was visible and strangely felt. He asked who it was that Satoshi stood with. Silently, Satoshi looked to Ashitaka who would introduce himself as was able. Surely Djitaru could bring insight from his vast knowledge.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 3:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 8:32 pm
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Vosa l|Breath|l Sihvat Don't think. Breathe.
Breath walked to the waterfall. He found his favorite spot, a small mossy rock right by the river. It was close enough to the river that he could feel very connected to it, and hear all of the tiniest noises involved in it. But it was far enough away that water didn't splash onto him or his equipment to distract him. To prepare for the mission, he began deconstructing his staff. He pulled it apart piece by piece, very slowly and methodically. He studied its every inch. He weighed each piece in his hand, tossing it lightly. He then worked on the joint, making sure it was absolutely locked in place. It was all procrastination though. He finally got around to the tough thing... acceptance. He had to accept that he would likely commit murder. If he hesitated, for even a moment, he would fail, and likely be killed or captured. He had to know that when the moment came, he could strike down his opponent.
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 2:48 pm
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 7:14 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 2:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 9:04 pm
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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