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Post by Metsanneitsyt on Mar 2, 2004 3:26:13 GMT -5
I would be happy out here and yes, I would appreciate it if you introduced me to some of the other rebels...
I actually didn't want to be introduced. Although the cabin looked very pleasant, now I had a feeling that it would be very crowded and chaotic. The idea made me nervous. Well, atleast I can stay outside. It'd be less crowded there.
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Post by Flask: Lord of Fire on Mar 2, 2004 3:33:16 GMT -5
Flask begins pointing out the people he can see for where he's standing. When he's run through these he simply describe the ones who're inside right now.
"Swan and Paradise are inside now. Their legendary birds, really depressing people. Lem, the ancient Finnish warrior is out and about currently. Who else?
Toivo, our host out here, is napping. He's pretty cool, he's in shape for an old guy. Bassarov, the old rebel leader, is likely in the basement printing up propaganda.
Kuin, another Angel like me, is probably around kissing people. I'd be careful around him, he'll do anything to get his lips on someone. Juri and her buddy Ruby were off in the woods with Chi for a little while but I don't see them now. Must be back in the city looting the shops still.
Aside from Timithy and Amber, both of who dissappear some time ago, I think that's everyone your likely to meet around here."
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Post by Metsanneitsyt on Mar 2, 2004 3:37:32 GMT -5
Thank you very much, you're a big help, I said, smiling.
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Post by Antero Black on Mar 2, 2004 3:38:17 GMT -5
I light a white candle and sit in darkness until it burns itself down to a waxy stump. I play with the fire, burning my hands.
Making them waxy.
I have stopped feeling now....nothing.
I feel nothing.
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Post by Flask: Lord of Fire on Mar 2, 2004 3:42:04 GMT -5
"No problem. Well, that about covers it. Unless there's something you need done that's about it."
Flask leans against a tree, conjuring a bottle and some glasses. Pouring himself a drink and looks up at Metsa. "Drink?" He askes, straight faced, holding out a glass of Fire Wine.
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Post by Metsanneitsyt on Mar 2, 2004 3:47:21 GMT -5
No, but thanks, I said. I didn't know what kind of drink that was, but it seemed to be some kind of wine. Besides, I perfered water...
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Post by Flask: Lord of Fire on Mar 2, 2004 3:53:10 GMT -5
"To each their own." Flask tosses back his own glass, draining the container in a single glup. He releases the glasses and bottle, all of which burst into flames and vanish.
He stands up and stretchs, his wing slowly spreading out to their full length, feathers spread like fingers, before they relax and tuck back close to his body.
"So, tell me about Dryad life. Not like I have anything better to do. I just found out I've been trying to impress a bird with a heart of ice for a week now, a change of topic would be nice. What do Dryads do exactly?"
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Mar 2, 2004 3:59:33 GMT -5
That incident at the bank really ruined my day, not to mention my favorite suit. D'amn terrorists, always going around blowing things up....
On the bright side, my ultra hot super model girlfriend is coming to visit. That makes everything all good. We can go for a ride in my new car.
I hear the door bell ring. I hope it is Selja, and not the German fashion model, Claudia. She can be so moody. Or Natasha...she is moody too. That better be Selja, the least moody of my armada of super model girl friends.
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Post by Metsanneitsyt on Mar 2, 2004 4:00:12 GMT -5
I thought about it for a while. I liked flirting with men, but I usually wouldn't tell them about the life of my people.
Well... I said, choosing my words carefully. We are enviromentalists. We care about the enviroment and live outdoors but other than that, we are like normal people... Except that the humans build those large and scary cities...
What do angels usually do?
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Post by Selja on Mar 2, 2004 4:09:16 GMT -5
Selja waited impatiently for the door to open. When it finally swang open, she trotted slowly up the steps and flung her arms around Dinari. It was good to be loved by the richest man in the world. She gave him a light peck on the cheek.
"Dinari, darling... what are our plans today... perhaps more shopping?"
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Post by Flask: Lord of Fire on Mar 2, 2004 4:10:04 GMT -5
"Sounds nice enough. I suppose your getting involved in the rebellion because of Infinity's destrucion of forest and for the whole end of the world thing that seems to be coming about as a result of their actions."
Flask runs a hand through his hair, watching the human rebels walking around outside the cabin, talking, laughing, killing time.
"My kine and I are here to help fight because Infinity is going to kill the planet if they keep going like this. We're not like the other Angels. If the world is hurt then we hurt with it. Tough but fair."
He holds up his hands and they burst into flames. He starts juggling three balls for fire, "It's not without it benifits. Of course the mythical spirits help too."
He looks over at the Dryad, still juggling the fire, "You know anything about fighting?"
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Post by Metsanneitsyt on Mar 2, 2004 4:14:04 GMT -5
Well, I do know some archery, I said, holding up my bow. Would you like me to show you?
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Post by Flask: Lord of Fire on Mar 2, 2004 4:15:35 GMT -5
Flask lowers his hands and the fire vanishes. He steps away from the tree, hands in his pockets.
"Fire away. I never did like the bow myself but I can understand the use and the skill involved. Takes work."
((Time for bed. See everyone tommorrow.))
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Mar 2, 2004 4:18:15 GMT -5
"Sure, I'll buy you anything you want, Selja. We can take my new car..."
I put my arm on her back and walk her out to my car. I open the door and she gets inside. I hope she likes the Cheetah skin seat covers. I got the last one before they went extinct. We drive to the shopping district.
"How have you been, lovely?"
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Post by Metsanneitsyt on Mar 2, 2004 4:18:58 GMT -5
Yes, it does, I agreed. I then strung my bow and fired an arrow at the cabin. The arrow hit the cabin firmly, but lightly, so I'd be able to take it out and there would hardly be a mark on the cabin. I didn't want to hit a tree...
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