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 Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2012 5:21 pm
City slums. Almost no benders live here, only orphans and fugitives mostly. Other than that, this is where the non-benders with little to no money live. Most that live here are homeless but those with homes do tend to allow those without to stay for a couple nights in the beat up and run-down houses that are built here. Not very suitable living conditions for anyone here.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 10:28 pm
Xane entered the slums stretching and breathing in the air. Even though it was filthy and disgusting she still called the rat hole home. She strolled down the street until a ground of about eight or nine child ran over to her. She smiled and began handing out food to them from her bag. The kids acted like she was Mary Poppins even after they got food they dug into her bad for more until each of them had a something. They all thanked her and ran away ready to feast somewhere. The girl had been doing this for a while just to keep the kids alive. Some days she would go without food for at least a few day just to make sure all the children were feed. To bad today was one of those days. Her vision blurred and she fell to her knees in exhaustion.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 10:34 pm
 Rashir Fenrick I could be
a calm candle light...."I knew it," Rashir said as he helped Xane back up, "You did it to help others." He pulled one of her arms over his shoulder. "These kids are all hungry and you kept stealing from food carts to feed them, but you didn't get enough for yourself because of me stopping you. I think you could use some of my neighbor's famous Arctic Hen. What do ya say? Up for a meal?" Rashir doubted she would refuse, but even so he would take her back up to his part of the city for her to have a good meal to fill her stomach. ...or I could be
the flames of disaster
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 1:43 am
 Vicente Vicente was walking down the street two pebbles in his hand barely elevated above his palm and rotaing them. A little exercise he had learned to increase his accuracy in focus. An odd pair was in the lower-classed part of town. The girl he seemed to vaguely recongnize like he had seen her before. The guy was definately recongnizable because he had a bit of a rep arounbd Republic City. Looking down he saw a small boy staring at the pebbles in his hand. Vicente simply smiled and knelt down. The pebbles then began to make vertical, diagonal, and horizontal circles in his hands and he watched the amusement on the boy's face. He then let the pebbles drop as he reached for his fiddle case in his side pouch. He then began a semi-fast song on it and the boy face turned to delight. Vicente loved to watch the young kids in the neighboor hood. They knew how to take joy in the little things in life and that was a great thing for them. It was poetic, the way these youngsters could find this amount of joy in the lives they had been given. Vicente wished he was half as strong as these kids proved themselves to be. Of course not magically, or physically, just stronger willed. He slowed his playing. He put the fiddle away and handed the boy a little bit of food and let him run off. Vicente smiled after him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 10:54 pm
Xane kept pulling away from Aaron even though her attempts were pretty pathetic. "Please, I need to take this meat to my friend. He's sick and needs something to keep him alive, at least for a little while." She said hoping he would sympathize with her. She was really concerned about Naboo. He had always been a weak child but last weak he caught the flu and has been struggling ever since. Of course, the female didn't have the medical needs to care for the child but at least she did her best. The guy seemed like he wouldn't let up so she had to cry in order to win him over. It sounded like a stupid thing to do but it just might work.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:36 am
 *~Auron Aranthal~*
Auron normally felt no emotion; he only did have them on occasion when he was around his brother. The girl’s words and tears were a useless gesture really, but he stopped for a moment. Whether it was because he felt something, maybe pity, for the girl and her sick friend or because he was just starting to get a bit exhausted from running for so long he wasn't exactly sure of. "...How could I guarantee you wouldn't try to run?" That was all he said to her. He didn't even so much as glance back to meet the girl's gaze, he had a feeling if she saw the fact he hadn't reacted in the slightest to her sad story she might be appalled by it. He wasn't totally sure why he cared though. Maybe he was just being nice for a change.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 4:40 pm
Vicente Vicente traved fast on his rocky means of transportation. He found the other brother and the girl almost immediately. After a moment of thought he had an idea. He sent himself flying down quickly. With his current trajectory, his rock covered feet would hit the bounty hunter in the chest rather hard at a nearly vertical angle. As he went down he called out. "Unhand her!" He wanted his opponent to know he was there. There was no honor or poetic justice in a sneaky, potentially deadly attack. But he was prepared for if his opponent should make this turn for the worse. He always had a back-up option for the sake of battle. He then quoted, "Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 5:11 pm
Xane saw that the boy how no reaction once so ever. Was his heart made of stone? She couldn't tell if he was just playing with her or serious about the whole ordeal. Before she could answer his question the guy that helped her from earlier showed up. He was noble for coming to her rescue but also quick to violence. The blonde slammed her foot down making an earth shield once more to protect Aaron from the rock. "Stop now!" She shouted then looked around for citizens. This was getting out of control. "Please, this fighting is pointless. Can't we all just come to an agreement?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:16 pm
Vicente Damn.Vicente did not forsee this turn of events. And he would pay dearly for it. The girl had thrown up her shield for her captor. As to not accidentally hurt the girl, he let the rocks go and slammed into the top of rock shield. His speed was so great, that he rolled forward in the air landing on his right arm, feeling it pop out of place and tumbling down the street a ways. The pain began to cloud his mind as he lay there trying to keep hold of reality. He was certain that his right kneecap popped out of it's joint upon the intial landing, as was his right arm from his impact with the ground. He rolled onto the left side of his body feeling his knee pop back into place. He managed to get himself back into a standing postion favoring his left leg. "Fastest developed case... of Stockholm syndrome... ever..." He gasped out from the pain still trying to envelop his senses. He held his limp right arm tenatively. Now she has damned me for death. If I can't have full control of my body, how am I supposed to have control over my power. If I survive this, next time I'll pick some one to save who won't try to protect the person who tried to bounty hunter them. He shuddered. Betrayed by his own sense of poetic justice. He fell to his knees unable to hold himself up. He quoted, But Fear and the Muse in turn guard the place
Where the banished poet has gone
And the night that comes with quickened pace
Is ignorant of dawn.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:33 pm
P hoenyx lll J inn
Ring Leader
Master of black trade
Handy with her flames
  "Warning dollface ... "
Phoenyx rolled her eyes and stepped forward, " Hate to break up the job, but I do need to talk with Mr  Aranthal." She said as she stepped between the two. She looked back at the girl and blinked, she hated seeing women struggling. It was her one soft spot, despite her hard head and heart she couldn't stand to have others put through her struggles. " Mr. Aranthal I can assure you and your brother a job, food, and a home if you'd listen to my offer. She's not worth half of what I can offer. " She said as she stepped between the two.Â
" ... my words sting just as much as my punch. "
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:43 pm
Vicente Vincent looked at the necomer and with a pathetic laugh that was was mostly blood on the ground, he spat back at her, "You don't know this situation so much it is funny. I can see why you are the only person patroling down here, you don't have the observational skills to deal anywhere else." He wasn't normally this mean-hearted but the combination of pain and the accusation that he was here for some ulterior motive was a very convicing duo of trouble. "As long as you are not adverse to arresting bounty hunters, I suggest you whip the cuffs on that guy before he gets another chance to go after your new friend." He continued. He fell to his side a wave of pain as he started coughing up more blood onto the street. Damn... I took more damage then I thought I did. I won't be getting up anytime soon that's for sure. His world was already ringed in black.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:52 pm
P hoenyx lll J inn
Ring Leader
Master of black trade
Handy with her flames
"Warning dollface ... "
Phoenyx gave a chuckle, "I pity you, so foolish." She said as she stood over him, kneeling as she grabbed at his shirt, pulling his bloody face closer to her's. "Sweetie, I don't own these streets... I own them all." She said, his coughs splattering blood on her tanned skin. She wiped the specks away and shoved him to the ground again, " And trust me, I'm much more educated than you'd expect. With an a** like mine they all expect so little." She laughed jokingly as she looked back at the man, " He and his brother are just who I'm looking for, can't have murder going on under my nose now can I? No.. no... everything needs a little order." She said to him softly, her red lips moving into a smirk that seemed etched into her chaotic face. " ... my words sting just as much as my punch. "
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:02 pm
Vicente "And here I thought I was giving you too much credit." He coughed again. "I am not going to murder, I am not scum enough to do that. I simply was doing the gentlemanly thing to do when a women is distressed and tried to help her out." The coughing was clearing up. "Of course I didn't expect her to develop stockholm syndrome so quickly but whatever." His world got a little darker. Soon he would black out. He needed help. How else was he going to continue to keep the town safe, long enough for his mother to survive whatever plagued her? He couldn't do that dead. "And if you wouldn't mind, when you take him in, please send some one to pick me up and get me to a medical facility? I have some one to protect and being dead isn't going to be very useful to them." Vincent asked sincerely as anoth cough escaped his lips. Today was a pretty lousy day...
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:34 pm
Xane felt the soft yank on her hair and looked straight into the police women's eyes. Why today of all days did she had to get put in jail, then kidnapped, and get caught by the police again? She was a little sick of the irony in the situation. At least she got lose from Aaron's grip when the women pulled her away. She admired her strength and skill over her authority of others. She gave Phoenyx a wink back mostly as a thank you. When she went over to the earth bender and roughed him up a bit she kind of cringed at her force. Vicente was serious injured and needed medical attention. She ran over to him, and leaned down next to him. She lifted up his body placing his head over her knees. "Please, he is hurt. He needs assistance."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:50 pm
Vicente Vicente's vision tunneled. All he could see was the girl holding him. "I'm sorry I could not have been of more assistance." He managed to get out. The blood running down the side of his face. "I wish this could have happened differently." He vision completely failed. He was conscious but blind. "If I don't make it... please look out for my mother." His consciousness was on edge. Before slipping out of reality he quoted, "And with tears of blood he cleansed the hand,
The hand that held the steel:
For only blood can wipe out blood,
And only tears can heal." He was lost in a sea of dark unconsciousness.
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