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Post by baha on Apr 30, 2006 16:32:33 GMT -5
A flash of lightning soared through the air, closely followed by a roar of thunder. The rain pummled down into the ground, creating a steady beat. But Elliot was oblivious to his surroundings. The cloaked boy glanced once again down at the pass that had had recieved in that letter. The letter that invited him to the one place where he would belong. Looking up from the pass, he walked down the path next to the water, searching desperately for the boat.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on May 2, 2006 19:57:35 GMT -5
A high whistle broke the steady beat of the rain, as the ship started its engines near Elliot. A beastly man with horns sticking out from his neck and back ripped open the door and beckoned Elliot to climb within the darkness as he yelled, "Hurry up!"
He tapped the side of the boat impatiently.
"I'm waiting boy!" the 'man' growled. He did appear to be waiting. One would have never seen such an intimidating waiter.
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Post by baha on May 2, 2006 19:59:38 GMT -5
Elliot smiled to himself as he ran onto the boat, silent. He peered out at the man, puzzling over what he was. A minotaur, perhaps? He wondered what Lykaios would say about him. Being a creature of curiosity, the elder werewolf would have most likely attacked this man with questions, personal and not.
Elliot casually leaned against the side of the boat, "So, uh, nice... boat. What's your name?"
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on May 4, 2006 21:12:47 GMT -5
He grunted. "My name is Verizon. Can you hear me now?" he asked, but gave a low throaty chuckle afterwards. "The name's Daquarius."
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Post by baha on May 4, 2006 21:23:38 GMT -5
Elliot grinned and leaned his elbows on the edge of the boat, allowing the rain and wind to run through his messy hair. Hearing Daquarius laugh a tthe oddity, he glared at the man through his soaked bangs, "What? I never get to see weather like this from where I'm from..."
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on May 4, 2006 21:33:42 GMT -5
"Where you from, kid?" asked he. A bat flew past, squeaking with want of dry caves. Daquirius grabbed the thing firmly around the middle and bit its head off with a crunch. It continued to crack as he chewed.
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Post by baha on May 4, 2006 21:52:19 GMT -5
"The village of Taroth, the land of the Sand Citadel. Heard of it? Anyway, it never rains.... The only water we see is from the ones our magician conjurs(sp?)..." Elliot talked about his homelands and completely ignored te sickening scene with the bat.
(From Little Nicky, eh? hehehe NI NI NI)
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on May 9, 2006 19:59:11 GMT -5
Daquirius nodded thoughtfully. "I think I've heard of it," he said. The boat then ran across dry land, or shall we say wet land? "We're here, get out."
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Post by baha on May 9, 2006 20:21:09 GMT -5
Elliot stared blankly at Daquirius, then stepped out of the boat, "Eh... okay..."
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