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Post by Bengal on Aug 20, 2004 2:46:23 GMT -5
Bengal smiles and lowers her head in respect.
"Yes Lunar. Lets start this. I am ready now. Forgive me for my fears. I should not have been afraid. I am honored i shall meet them."
She walks forth confidently but she still feels a nagging.
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Post by Damascus on Aug 20, 2004 2:48:02 GMT -5
Damascus choked on his tea.
"Ashen is courting a rebel?! Since when does he leave the library, let alone go all the way to Helsinki?"
He couldn't help but laugh. That was insane!
"That's a good on, Set. I never figured you as a joke teller. Okay I got one. A priest, a rabbi, and the d'evil walk into a bar. The rabbi turns to the other two and says, 'Hey! Ya heard the one about us?' "
He cracks up, putting the tea down and holding his sides. Feeling more relaxed, he streches out on the couch.
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Post by Lady Violet on Aug 20, 2004 2:48:44 GMT -5
"Some people are more loyal than others, and I can only be thankful for operatives like the two of you. But it does make my job more stressful. It is hard to run an organization like this. I am just one woman."
I sit back down on my soft loveseat and take off my shoes. My feet are sore from all the work I did today.
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Post by Brady on Aug 20, 2004 2:49:52 GMT -5
It won't be so bad. I'll probably break some bones, but that's all.
I hug Usha.
So how did you get here? He couldn't have just teleported in front of you, then teleport you here.
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Aug 20, 2004 2:50:22 GMT -5
Damien scratched his head some more, sparks bouncing off his shoulder.
"Take you to your room? Well alright. Though I would be fine if you wanted to use my room to rest."
Damien bends down and picks her up again, being gentle not to harm her in her weakened state. If he were to lose control of his fire right now, it could seriously harm her without her powers. He makes his way through the halls, but stops.
"Um... I just realized that I forgot where your quarters are. I have only been there once..."
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Post by Roane on Aug 20, 2004 2:50:30 GMT -5
Roane smiled a bit.
The hold that was over me has gone away. I am not sure why but i don't feel her as i did. Its like she isn't here anymore. But she is. Perhaps she is weaker...
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Post by Samuel on Aug 20, 2004 2:52:35 GMT -5
((See ya then! Guess I'll just censor myself here))
He smiles at her to. He hugs her naked body close to his own and feels her up against his manhood. He reaches behind her head and kisses her deeply, taking his other hand, once again, works his fingers inside of her.
"Mmm... this feels so good!" He says in her ear.
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Post by Spirit of Autumn on Aug 20, 2004 2:53:37 GMT -5
"Y...your room is f..fine...I just didn't want to trouble you..."
I close my eyes and shudder in pain.
"Another god of evil is fighting, there is more destruction and death..."
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Post by Grove on Aug 20, 2004 2:54:46 GMT -5
"Weakened you say? That is very possible..."
Grove lowers his head slightly, his gaze drifting down toward Roane's feet unintentionally.
She is weakening? What could be happening? I need to find out. I need to know what is going on. I need to know when I can be with mother again...
Grove snaps out of it, realizing he had been staring at her the whole time. He blushes, actually physically blushing a red color in his now un-rocklike skin.
"Uhh... You have very nice legs..." Grove says for lack of better words.
"..eh.. We should get going. I want to help."
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Post by Damascus on Aug 20, 2004 2:55:54 GMT -5
Damascus looks at Lady Violet's face and realizes she's not kidding. Ashen... d'amn...
"Hey! Turn that frown upsidedown, Violet! We shouldn't be sad, we should be happy for our health and for our friends and family!"
It felt weird talking to her without saying Lady. But he had and she didn't seem to care, so he just keeps smiling and sipping tea.
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Post by Usha on Aug 20, 2004 2:56:23 GMT -5
"He took me to Keitoleinen and Keitoleinen put me in here. So that is how I got here."
I put my head on Brady's shoulder and try not to be sad or afraid.
"Matsumara is not totally evil. I think he is just lonely."
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Post by Lunar on Aug 20, 2004 2:59:17 GMT -5
"Good." In another fifteen minutes or so they arrive at the Stone Circle in the forest clearing. A half dozen figures stand or sit around the circle, waiting. As Lunar enters they stand.
The Ulfric makes the introductions, and Bengal is welcomed in the pack with a general good mood, if not with great cheers. Everyone moves back to the edge of the Circle suddenly and Lunar moves to the center. One of the pack lays a hand onm Bengal's shoulder and motions for her to moves back as well.
The air seems to draw breath, the night stands still but the air itself is alive. An amazing feeling, that there is no life for miles accept the air around them and their packmates. "It's starting," says Lunar, stepping out of the stone circle, looking around him slowly.
The leaves sture on their branches and suddenly it becomes clear. The air isn't alive: it is simply holding the life of the beings which surround them. Images drift through the pack's minds, of old times and of their old packmembers, dating back to the creation of the Black Plains, back to the dawn of the Garou themselves.
"And there's the new bit," whispers Lunar as he feels the smell of jungle air drift past his nose. The smell of leaves and steam and strange animals. He's never seen it before but the memory is with him just the same. "Your pack is here Chasca... all of them..." Lunar spreads his arms and howls to the moon above. The others pick up the call and the winds builds into a howl, matching the pack's own call.
A whirl of wind circles the clearing and for a fleeting moment they can see them, see their familes, their friends, their lovers and wives or husbands, as the wind builds into the center of the clearing and stops suddenly. Bits and pieces of wind circle the clearing, stray memories who wished to be seen.
The other half dozen werewolves turn and leave in different directions, the ceramony done.
"Wasn't that amazing? I've never seen anything like..." Lunar stops. Something is shimmering before them. A werewolf... a complete memory of a being who once lived. Lunar blinks slowly. He knows who it is. "Luminess... she's here... why? She's never stayed without being called before... she must have something she needs to share..." He reaches out his hand towards the shimmer but it slides away... slides around him... towards Bengal. Lunar looks confused, "What's happening?"
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Post by Lady Violet on Aug 20, 2004 2:59:52 GMT -5
"Thanks Damascus, I really do need to lighten up a bit. Both of you are very kind to me."
I close my eyes, becoming weary as I sit there in my seat. My days are far too long.
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Aug 20, 2004 3:00:37 GMT -5
"...The hell?! Another evil god is..?!"
Damien held on a little tighter, not wanting to drop her in his suprise.
"My room it is."
Damien takes her back to his room and lays her once again on his bed. This time he fetches his best (unburnt) bedcover and gently lays it over her. He then sits back down in the chair becide the bed.
"What do you mean another god? There are two Louhi's now??"
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Post by Spirit of Autumn on Aug 20, 2004 3:04:02 GMT -5
"Jumala Obsidion, the ancient god of darkness. One of the five Jumalatar that created much of the universe. He created darkness...and void...."
I close my eyes to rest.
"That is the myth anyway...."
((I am getting offline for a bit))
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