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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Oct 21, 2007 20:46:12 GMT -5
Suzume squealed with delight at the birdy and she smiled as she pet the sparrow's feathers, in awe of the little creature. "I wanna call her Mango..." she said with a nod, obviously proud of her superior naming abilities, "Takara Mango..." she nodded again, the smile staying on her face, happy to have the little creature to be her friend, "Thank you..." she gave her thanks to Breen and she bowed slightly, it seemed absurd here, but it was the custom in her family, they observed traditions from where her family origionally came from, but it wasn't wholly normal in her homeland, Virisea... no, she held tightly onto her heritage, strangely enough.
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hannah montana
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Post by hannah montana on Oct 21, 2007 20:56:40 GMT -5
"No, this girl was before Heather," Clarik said with a tone of rememberance. "Catholic girls were some of the best things I picked up, because they didn't know what NOT to do." He laughed. "Good times..."
[XD MAAAANNSLUUUUTTT]
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Post by J-Bear! on Oct 21, 2007 21:05:33 GMT -5
Dae sighed. "Wow, Clarik. I never knew you were such a manwhore." She laughed.
Jatza shook her head, trying to get rid of the headache. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little headache, nothing big."
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Post by demonfire on Oct 22, 2007 14:07:57 GMT -5
Estrik gave a relieved sigh. "Okay, if it's really nothing that big."
"You needn't bow to me, Suzume. It is I who should thank you for letting me follow God's Will," he said, bowing to her with humility. The greatest thing one could be was humble. "And Takara Mango is a lovely name, Suzume." He dug into the inside pocket of his jacket and pulled out a small bag of birdseed and dropped it into Suzume's hand, "I think Mango might be a little hungry, Suzume."
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Post by hannah montana on Oct 22, 2007 16:13:47 GMT -5
Clarik grinned. "Manwhore? ME? Chickmagnet--yes, that's pretty much what I am...See, there's something in my blood that just makes me magnetic to women--Oh, see there it goes again!" He ran into Dae with his shoulder with a laugh.
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J-Bear!
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Post by J-Bear! on Oct 22, 2007 18:31:29 GMT -5
Jatza smiled. "Thanks for worrying, though."
Dae laughed. "Well, try and stay with me, kay? I wouldn't want to have to mess up any chick's face!" She shook her head. "No, I'm kidding."
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 22, 2007 19:17:31 GMT -5
The flying knives (attached to a flying werewolf) were to be expected of course. What slayer in his or her right mind would pass up the melodramatic flair of an aerial assault when they could gain so much more advantage and position by waiting on the ground for a second?
The short sword sheared up of Rell's pantleg, slicing through the thick material like it was paper and sinking into his calve. He twisted, jerking it deeper, to send two very direct attacks towards Tar. His right hand moved towards Tar's gut, with nothing but small waves (like one might see rising from asphalt on a hot summer's day) to indicate the tearing dark magic gathered around it. The left moved in the simplest gesture a fighter can do: two fingers, the nails naturally obsidian and rather sharp towards the edges, blurred straight towards his eyes.
Human reflex called that he blocked one or the other, perhaps both? He had deliberately drove the sword deeper into his leg to hinder Tar's retreat, should he attempt it.
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Post by demonfire on Oct 22, 2007 20:59:03 GMT -5
((XD, Zawa, you have a knack for comedic posts, LOL))
Flew one hand up to guard the eyes, sticking his hand up as to catch Rell between his two fingers. A small amount of light concentrated around the point of impact for the other hand. It wasn't enough to completely stop the attack, but it at least softened the blow a little bit.
The light that was around his stomach began to grow and extend around Rell's hand, slowly creeping up his arm and tightening with each passing second. He flew down towards the ground, flipping and twisting as to send Rell hitting the ground first.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 22, 2007 21:16:47 GMT -5
(Whenever I roleplay Rell, I get hit by a huge wave of sarcasm. I can't help it. XD I also use way too many parenthesis. They're like Rell's side thoughts.)
Locked to Tar hand to waist (and also sword to leg), Rell couldn't help but to notice their uncomfortable proximity.
"How romantic. I do hope you're having fun," he commented with a devilish smile. Taking the slight recoil from Tar's block from his first hand, he carefully drew his sword again, though this time still sheathed inside the umbrella. Quickly assessing his angel, he stretched out and opened it with the press of a button, the umbrella opened with a pop and whoop. With a jerk to Rell's arm and a flip, their descent was suddenly halted to a glide with the umbrella as some sort of parachute. He was on top of this odd arrangement now.
Instead of jerking away from the burning of the light magic that crawled up his wrist, he instead focusing a point and attempted to spear some more of his arcane forces into Tar's gut... since they were having such a leisurely time up here, and it would be a shame to waste the moment.
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Post by demonfire on Oct 23, 2007 17:51:29 GMT -5
The arcane forces were unavoidable at this point, he mentally punched himself for making a mistake in the thick of battle. The magic spear punctured through the flesh of his stomach, causing blood to descend and drip onto the ground, staining the limp grass a scarlet red. He collided to the ground and falling limp. His body was regenerating, but it wasn't a very speedy one. The enclosure of the wound was just barely noticeably closing, and the light heading up Rell's arm simply flickered out of existence. His arm was still stuck in Rell's leg, although it was now limp. Tar was conscienceless, not dead, though. It takes more than just a stab of powerfully arcane magic through the stomach to kill a werewolf.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 23, 2007 18:06:09 GMT -5
Just as it takes more than a stab in the leg to kill a demon. (Especially of Rell's magnitude, from Hell, not just any malice-born imp trying to look impressive.) Rell landed gently on the ground and unceremoniously kicked Tar where he fell, ignoring the searing tear of his calf. It had already begun to heal, though slower, as the flow of negative emotions had slowed to a trickle. Even Tar was unconscious, so he provided no hate to go with.
"I really am curious to whatever the others are doing now. I hope you understand. If you want to continue this some time, when you've gotten better, I'm sure we could arrange something. Farewell."
Rell disappeared, and reappeared a few feet away from Dae. He idlely scanned the area, noticing the bizarreness of this situation.
"I see you've been doing well," he commented to his student.
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Post by J-Bear! on Oct 23, 2007 18:40:53 GMT -5
Dae jumped slightly when Rell returned, sensing him with her very useful power of empathy. "Jeez, Rell!" She said, laughing. "So, what was with that werewolf dude?" She asked.
Jatza sighed. "I'm really confused. What's going on, Estrik?"
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 23, 2007 19:00:36 GMT -5
"What werewolf?" Rell asked, for the love of all things looking quite serious, with his two dark eyebrows raised up slightly. Appearing to lose interest in the question, he instead focused on Suzume's sparrow.
"That's an interesting pet, kitsune. A gift, I'm guessing?" His eyes flickered up to Breen again, that sardonic politeness he often exhibited in full force.
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Post by hannah montana on Oct 23, 2007 19:14:17 GMT -5
".....................................................so..................................." Clarik basically had nothing to say. So he went to sit in the corner. And watch Rell and read Darishan's sarcastic posts.
[[haha]]
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Oct 23, 2007 19:29:05 GMT -5
Suzume nodded, "Mr. Meanyface gave it to me... and I named her Takara Mango!" She nodded, "Do you want to say hi to Mango?" she offered the birdy to Rell so Rell could meet her and she smiled, she of course remembered Rell and she was half angry and half grateful. To be honest, if it wasn't for Rell... and Breen, of course, she wouldn't have figured out what had happened to her parents, she was glad to not be completely out of the loop with things, but she was still really sad about it...
Suzume hugged Rell, "Thank you." She said with a somewhat sad smile on her face, she figured everyone needed a hug, and the possibility of just hugging everyone occured to her... Suzume liked hugs. ^^
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