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Post by Chris on Sept 4, 2003 20:19:23 GMT -5
Chris finishing putting up the door walked over to the broken windows muttered something them the glass glowed blue them shot back into their proper places. When the glass stoped glowing the windows were back to normal.
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Post by Cheshil on Sept 4, 2003 20:23:35 GMT -5
"You've got to teach me that!" Marcus says, watching Chris fix the window, "Er... How long until night?"
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Post by Chris on Sept 4, 2003 20:26:16 GMT -5
Chris replied"About two hours. I will cook dinner if nobody else wants to..." After that he walked into the kitchen and tried to clean up the kitchen trying not to notice the dead bodys of the kitchen staff.
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Post by Cheshil on Sept 5, 2003 17:02:48 GMT -5
"What're you cooking? By any chance do you have shrimp, or oysters, or clams, on this planet? I love that stuff!"
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Post by Chris on Sept 5, 2003 17:12:37 GMT -5
"We have all those and more good stuff just like it...But I am not sure if they have it here.."Chris replied. While he was cleaning he could hear a horse galloping. Is it a enemy or a friend Chris wondered as he walked out of the kitchen door. In the distance he could see a horse and a rider coming fast towards the once bustling villige.
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Post by Cheshil on Sept 6, 2003 8:47:54 GMT -5
"HEY! I thought you were going to cook something!" Marcus yells to Chris.
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Post by misslynx on Sept 6, 2003 10:03:57 GMT -5
"How about we go back to the village? I don't see what else we could do here." Kira proposed, not even waiting for an answer and heading back.
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Post by Cheshil on Sept 6, 2003 10:13:57 GMT -5
Before waiting for an answer, Marcus leaves, and walks out of the front door.
He stops right outside the door, and looks into the sky, not moving.
"I'm sure it'll change soon..."
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Post by crazywriter on Sept 6, 2003 10:29:38 GMT -5
*Caugh caugh choke choke writhingonforestfloorwaitingforsomeonetodosomething*
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Post by Chris on Sept 6, 2003 12:52:44 GMT -5
"Oh just wait or cook your self!"Chris yells back. Looking up at the now darking sky. Then looking back at the horseman who was now at the edge of town. The horseman called out "Is anybody still here??" as he looked around the town.
OOC:Just a invitation anybody can be the horseman. Hmm should he be friend or foe?
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Post by Draco on Sept 6, 2003 12:59:47 GMT -5
Dragus walks into the kitchen, and the sounds of pots and pans are heard... Also from the in the kitchen Marcus can hear, "Rice, rice, where the rice. Hey fish... Hey..."
Other things are said the whole time he is cooking.
Shanala wakes and walks outside. She starts to fly around and notices Leokinazzen. She flies on over. She seems to glow when close.
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Post by Cheshil on Sept 6, 2003 13:05:01 GMT -5
Marcus is still looking into the sky.
"I wonder if there will be lights in the sky, just like they said..."
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Post by Chris on Sept 6, 2003 13:09:22 GMT -5
The horse man doesen't see Chris watching him from the alley but, he sees Marcus staring up at the now dimming sky he calls out from on top his horse "Hello? Hey do you know of any survivers(sp?)!!"
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Post by crazywriter on Sept 6, 2003 13:10:31 GMT -5
My caughs ceased, and I was able to get up to my hands and knees. I sensed something around me, something I couldn't quite place...
A dragon, I thought with a sinking feeling. I glanced back to my wings. They were broken, but healing fast, muscles mending, the bones being pulled back together and healing. It was a sight I was used to.
Also a sight that the dragon would most likely fly away at.
It was the mark of a Kinazzen-a Banished One. The wings of a dragon were broken upon banishment. Mine had healed, more or less, but the scars where Masdana's claws had torn through the flesh remained.
Staggering up to my feet, I ran into the woods, away from the creature of the race I belonged in, but didn't fit. The sight of the dragon had woken hope and dread in my heart. I had traveled years as an outcast from the clan, not feeling the pain of being a Kinazzen as much as I could have.
Seeing a dragon, whose magnificence I knew I could never achieve, brought the pain of banishment on in full force.
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Post by misslynx on Sept 6, 2003 13:14:36 GMT -5
Kira watched from the distance, especially interested in the stallion the horseman was riding. It looked strong and steady, and it's grey coat was shiny and uniform. She came forward, and talked to the horseman, ignoring his question; "Say, that's a fairly strong-looking stallion you've got there."
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