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Post by Deetric Proudmore on Oct 24, 2004 16:16:11 GMT -5
"Oh honey..." Deetric brushes Helene's hair and kisses her neck. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up."
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Post by Kelthassil on Oct 24, 2004 16:16:55 GMT -5
"Come now, I do not believe this is a cause for violence." I say, unleashing the full effects of my gaze attack on the two.
((Basic description: this is a charisma-based attack that makes you think that I'm a really good friend.))
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Dallas
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Do you like it..? I've been practicing for years now..
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Post by Dallas on Oct 24, 2004 16:16:59 GMT -5
Dallas refused and stood next to her in a ready position.
He whipped out Phantom and held it in front of him.
"Trina.. he's after me.. and me only.. i don't want to get you involved.." He said.
The gaze took effect as his expression became blank.
"I don't think.. he means any harm...."
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Post by Terra on Oct 24, 2004 16:20:51 GMT -5
My necklace glows bright green. "Your mind games will not work on me. I ask you now to leave before it gets ugly, and you don't want that." I am not looking at Dallas. "Dallas, I have it under control. You are my little brother. I can't let you get hurt. Now go!" I grip my sword tighter and my necklace turns red.
((You know you might want to back off. She has great skill and accuracy))
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Post by Kelthassil on Oct 24, 2004 16:21:05 GMT -5
"Yes, you see? I'm certain it was all a misunderstanding, my friend. What did you do to make Lord Lin-Sat so mad anyways?"
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Post by Helene on Oct 24, 2004 16:23:55 GMT -5
Helene smiles and feels safe for the first time in days. She starts to lead him away from the base.
Is the India base that badly damaged that we cant go there? Want to go to the Nymph home?
~*We can talk later, Winter. Take care.*~
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Post by Samuel on Oct 24, 2004 16:24:34 GMT -5
Samuel shrugs off being hugged and leaes, going to his room and taking of his shirt, which was kind of dirty considering he'd almost never changed since the base had been destroyed. He changed into all black. Black socks, shoes, slacks, T-shirt, and a long sleee black button up shirt. He pulled a silver chained necklace from out of his guitar case, it had a Celtic cross on it and a large jade stone in the center of the cross. He rapped a rossary, with blue beads and a self cared crucifix on it. He wasn't Catholic, but he liked it and he'd made it himself, so it was something to be proud of. He left his glasses on.
He pulled his guitar out of its case and tuned it, lossing himself in that. He thought to much anyway, why not occupy his thoughts so he didn't do anything stupid. He started playing, feeling better and liking the tune. How long had it been, two years, since he'd composed this? He liked the happy tune, but he needed to make lyrics for it. Something happy sounding, but depressing... sounded decidedly irish to him, which he liked. So, he'd sing with his accent. Now all he needed was words...
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Post by Void on Oct 24, 2004 16:25:36 GMT -5
Mod: Trina, you cannot suddenly aquire some object that was not on your initial join form that protects you from an attack that just happens to be thrown at you.
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Post by Terra on Oct 24, 2004 16:26:22 GMT -5
I look at Dallas. "Dallas...NO! STOP IT! DON'T DO THAT TO HIM!!!" I grab my brother and run off to the Rebel base. It's a long run, but I hope I can make it.
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Post by Deetric Proudmore on Oct 24, 2004 16:26:25 GMT -5
"I think that is our only choice. There is nothing left of the India base..." Deetric rubs his head. It was still a little sore, which was unusual for him. He was used to being invincible, soreness was not normal.
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Dallas
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Post by Dallas on Oct 24, 2004 16:28:12 GMT -5
Dallas stared at the ground with a blank expression.
He lowered his eyelids and sighed. "I wanted to talk to Lin-Sat... i wanted the Rebels and Red Infinity to.. work together.. so we can stop the Machine God.. but.. he got mad.. and he hurt me.."
Dallas suddenly felt his feet leave the ground as Trina whisked him away.
He couldn't tell what was going on, since he had already lost alot of blood, everything just seemed unreal right now..
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Post by Damascus on Oct 24, 2004 16:29:07 GMT -5
Reports saying that the Ministry of Peace had let more people out of the Ministry of Terror. Damascus sighed and took a telelportation booth to has near has he could to the Ministry of Terror. If the woman from the Ministry of Peace was still there, he'd hae to talk to her about this. Before he'd gone more than a few paces, he saw thre people standing together. A white elf looking man, and to kids. One of them... yeah, the boy fit the describtion of the idiot who'
d tried to take on Lin-Sat. He assumed that taking them in took priority... but he'd see how the elf handled things first. He seemed to be doing well enough. Damascus would help him if he needed it.
They had weapons drawn, but they hadn't attacked as far as he'd seen, so the elf most have been talking them out of it. This guy was good. And then the duo started running away. Were all rebels this stupid?
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Post by Helene on Oct 24, 2004 16:31:16 GMT -5
Helene nods and teleports them to the Home.
You know, I noticed I didnt heal as fast as I usually do. And I was bitten by some vampire chick and passed out. That usually doesnt happen to me...
She pulls off the remains of her shirt and frowns. There are still redish marks where that girl cut her. This sucked. Usually she doesnt have marks...
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Post by Terra on Oct 24, 2004 16:35:03 GMT -5
I stop and stare at Dallas. "What are you talking about? Who is Lin-Sat?" I run on not wanting to fight without Alex and Cindy to help.((Alex Cindy you're up.))
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Post by Deetric Proudmore on Oct 24, 2004 16:35:23 GMT -5
"Heated weapon..." says Deetric, kneeling to examine the wounds on her torso, "Vampires don't heal from fire and heated metal, sweetheart... but I think your Nymph half is helping to repair the damage. Give it time." He stands and brushes back her hair to get a good look at her neck. "The teeth of another vampire... again, vampires don't heal from those very well... that one will be there awhile I think..." He sighs and rubs her cheek with is thumb, smiling sadly, "Oh honey... they really tore you up... I'm so sorry."
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