Whiteshadow
Junior
Student - Crow[M:-2180][M:-2390]
It's hard to hold a candle, in the Cold November Rain
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Post by Whiteshadow on Feb 19, 2007 14:42:01 GMT -5
Crow laughed as Tetsu jumped away. "Uh-Oh!" Crow said looking into the sun. "I think I hurt Tetsu's feelings." Crow turned back to Pendragon and Dain. "Hey Dain, so what are we up to now? Plannin' on losing anymore races?"
((Pat, please use proper grammar/spelling))
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Post by dain on Feb 19, 2007 19:26:05 GMT -5
Dain didn't react at all to Pen's out burst of htting his arm away, so he went back over to Ithilwen and fell backwards onto the ground with a soft thud resounding from his fall. He looked up at Crow.
"Oh, maybe I'll lose some more races. I didn't really want to win, as you can see, I didn't break a sweat. Nor is my body pumped full of adrenaline." Dain explained, telling the entire truth of the matter. He had WANTED Ithilwen to win, because he had already PLANNED what she would do when she won. He had inferred that this certain avariel had no real wants, and decided he could get what he wanted nontheless by offering his opinion.
His arms stretched out as he did the same with his legs and put his hands under his head, elbows sticking out in that day-dreamer fashion. He looked up at the clouds as he stuck up his hand.
"Hey! Check that out. I've never seen a cloud shaped like a carrot before. There wasn't really any sky where I came from to be here."
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Whiteshadow
Junior
Student - Crow[M:-2180][M:-2390]
It's hard to hold a candle, in the Cold November Rain
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Post by Whiteshadow on Feb 19, 2007 20:07:39 GMT -5
"Suuure you did." Crow said looking back up to the sky. "So where did you come from, a cave?" Crow asked thinking about Dain's odd statement.
((Sorry Vamp, when my keyboard broke my new one ended up being an old one from my friend, which doesn't work very well. Also, my comp freezes every time I try to use spell checker or anything like that. Once I get my new hard drive I should be Ok. ))
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Post by dain on Feb 19, 2007 20:18:39 GMT -5
((Pat. Go to System Tools > Disk Cleanup. Run that. Afterwards; System Tools > Disk Defragmentor. THat will help your computer run faster.))
Dain chuckled from Crow's comment.
A CAVE?! Ahahahahah! I came from a place MUCH darker and mroe deadly than a cave. I came from an entirely different plane. He thought to himself playfully, keeping his thoughts sealed.
"Something like that." Dain replied, not hinting on anything in particular.
Of course, the Plane of Death resembles nothing like a cave. The dangerous Niram'hiru flys above and for an assignment from Darius, I had to take the beast down. After three days in that Plane, which is equal to two years on this Plane, I took it down and decapitated it, marking me with the ability to bring forth its larva stage, Elghinn Falma. That's also about the time I died and was brought back reborn using the beast's fiery blood. Ahhh, memories. How art thou but the sweetest sorrow? He pondered on secretively as he looked up at the clouds some more.
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Pendragon
Sophomore
Vampyra's Squishy Student - Pendragon[M:-2035]
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Post by Pendragon on Feb 20, 2007 11:35:26 GMT -5
Pendragon breathed deeply, the need for adrenaline was gone. He didn't throw it away, merely restored it in one of his reserves. Just like he'd been taught, though his time at SYSTEM seemed so long ago. I fit in so well there... He thought, coming down to his normal level. Why can't I do the same here...?
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Post by L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A on Feb 20, 2007 16:42:51 GMT -5
Ithilwen closed her eyes and smirked with amusement. She could tell Dain didn't try, and to be honest, she didn't give it her all, either, but she was curious as to what his full potential was. Maybe they'd race again one day...
Ithilwen let out a soft sigh of content as she lay on her back now, an arm above her head on the delicate, green grass as the other rested comfortably across her stomach. Her hair, a bit out of place now, extended in all directions beneath her head like a radiant pool of silver waves as the sunlight tangled its wandering fingertips of brilliant gold in the silken, supple locks. She was completely still, and from a distance, a passer by may have thought her a marble statue by her milk-white appearance; one that had wandered astray from its home in an enchanted garden to find its place randomly among a sea of luscious green.
Blades of grass, so tender and welcoming beneath her slender, resting body, tickled pleasantly at her long, pointed ears as they whispered unspoken words of comfort to her in a language unbound by the shackles of pen and ink and paper, a personal serenade of beauty and serenity for her and her alone. The avariel's mind began to slip slowly out of consciousness as sleep, welcomed warmly with long-awaiting desire, descended upon her in the guise of a rapturous dream in which she was reunited once more with an incandescent sky upon two feathery wings of the most glorious of silver.
None other than her own race could ever dream to reach such heights as she once again became one with the wind, its gentle fingers caressing softly her sun-warmed skin as it carried her ever-higher, ever-faster into a celestial kingdom of fluffy, white clouds.
Ahhh, yes. The tranquility of the atmosphere had finally taken its heavy toll as its alluring venom, so very abundant and so very easily encountered in this enthralling atmosphere, seeped willingly into the sleeping woman's mind, manipulating her sense of reality in an illusion of unbridled ecstasy and affable bliss until time and logic were simply not known to her.
For the first time in ages, Ithilwen was at peace in both mind and body in her enraptured state, and even the sadist, so cold, so implacable in every way imaginable, felt a veil of long-forgotten harmony consolidate over her very being as the placidity- so beguiling, so irresistibly seducing in her own tantalizing, charismatic ways- purged the shadow-dwelling creature of blood-lust for but a moment, long enough for her to partake in the merriments of the avariel's hypnotized mind.
Nothing but the soft, hushed breathing of the avariel woman was heard as images of all luxury imaginable played out in her mind in a bright and beckoning spectacle.
((Yea, yea, yea. Andy got a little artsy on this one..))
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Pendragon
Sophomore
Vampyra's Squishy Student - Pendragon[M:-2035]
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Post by Pendragon on Feb 21, 2007 11:57:37 GMT -5
Pendragon, unlike the others, had put everything he had into that race. However, he knew he could go far faster than the other two. If only you were working... He touched the mark on his forehead, for the thousandth time. What's wrong with me...?
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Whiteshadow
Junior
Student - Crow[M:-2180][M:-2390]
It's hard to hold a candle, in the Cold November Rain
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Post by Whiteshadow on Feb 21, 2007 14:58:22 GMT -5
"Well" Crow said abruptly ending this awkward silence, "Since you all stopped talking, i guess I'm done here." Crow said getting up and leaving the way he came. There was nothing for Crow to enjoy here.
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Post by dain on Feb 21, 2007 17:20:59 GMT -5
Dain's eyes simply went into translucent paradise as Crow announced he was leaving. That was a haven for all the boy was onbnoxious beyond comparison with anyone else. Just another boy becoming a man, nothing mroe, nothing less. Dainw as glad he already went through that stage. Else, he'd be making an arse of himself exactly as Crow did.
Dain reviewed the race as something else came to mind, and he perked up a bit.
"Pendragon. I noticed something while you were running. You were putting your all in it unlike me and Ithilwen, but, something still towed behind you like a ton of weights. I was jogging and I passed you up. Is there something me and Ithilwen could help you with?" Dain inquired, interested in it.
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Pendragon
Sophomore
Vampyra's Squishy Student - Pendragon[M:-2035]
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Post by Pendragon on Feb 22, 2007 16:11:34 GMT -5
Pendragon had to think carefully about what to say. He was embarrased to have put his all in, and still failed pathetically. So, what to say? Several replies came to mind, and Pendragon played the situation through his head. I was just goin' easy.... Nah, he's seen too much to fall for that. Plus it sounds lame... Pendragon avoided the other's eyes, while he gathered his thoughts. I'm just tired? No, then I'd have to explain the whole dimension thing...Maybe I should just pretend that was my all, it makes things much easier... Once again, Pendragon reached up and touched his forehead. Stop touching it! Your giving too much away...
He sighed, things had been so much easier back home. He showed up, he kicked some butt, took some names and went home. Add in some time and space manipulation, a screwed up family and a couple of apocalypses, and that was Pen's life. That seemed like such a long time ago. Play it straight? Maybe they could help... He looked the odd pair over, Dain's eyes were now focused on Pen. Or maybe they'll just think I'm crazy.
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