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Post by Chris on Aug 4, 2004 17:07:52 GMT -5
Chris sits up. He sees the sun just over the horizon. He slips out if his sleeping bag, careful not to wake up the cat. He walks over to the river and starts a complicated swords dance. His sword making swish noises.
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Post by Sock on Aug 4, 2004 17:45:07 GMT -5
"Morning." Defin said.
Peachi nodded, and yawned.
(Jeesh, you went far without me! *Growls*)
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Post by Chris on Aug 4, 2004 17:50:27 GMT -5
((Sorry! *hug*))
Chris slows down then stops. "Good morning." He wipes some sweat off his fore head.
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Post by misslynx on Aug 4, 2004 19:02:27 GMT -5
((Sorry...^^; )) Elaine finally woke up. She stretched and yawned, then went and rubbed against Chris' legs, clearly asking for him to pet her. ((Yesh...Elaine likes Chris...wh00t, romance.  )) |
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Post by irishdragonlord on Aug 4, 2004 19:52:48 GMT -5
Brandon grumbled and sat up straight. He'd slept in more comfortable places than the inside of a tree.
Climbing out of a hole he walked up to the party whom, he was happy to note, was also just waking up.
"Morning. Name's Brandon," he said, looking at one of the party members who seemed to be sweating.
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Post by Sock on Aug 4, 2004 22:45:04 GMT -5
"Hello." Defin said.
"Hi." Peachi said.
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Post by Chris on Aug 6, 2004 1:54:48 GMT -5
Chris crouches and scratches behind the cat's ear. He looks up at Brandon. "Good Morning."
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Post by irishdragonlord on Aug 6, 2004 15:45:43 GMT -5
"So... why is there someone of royalty, a cat, and two guys traveling together?"
(CREATIVENESH!)
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Post by Sock on Aug 6, 2004 16:37:40 GMT -5
Defin and Peachi looked at eachother. Peachi shrugged her shoulders.
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Post by misslynx on Aug 6, 2004 16:56:26 GMT -5
Elaine purred as Chris scratched behind her ears. She gazed at the newcomer unblinkingly.
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Post by Bacon on Aug 6, 2004 16:57:57 GMT -5
A Moozem comes wandering up to the group.
Name: Houcrow (hoo-cr-ow)
Age: 25
Species: Moozem
Magic known: Destructive Claw, HyperSword, Hypnotic Glance
Personallity: Friendly most of the time, but gets really angry when disturbed. Also a little wierd when talking.
Appearence: Blue-black fur, with dark brown stripes going down his back. Silver eyes. Wears a dark brown cloak, with a black shirt, black pants, and a brown belt.
Weapons: Long single-bladed sword. Claws when cat.
"Now, now. What is this going on here?"He says.
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Post by Bacon on Aug 6, 2004 17:02:38 GMT -5
Houcrow yawns and says, "Good morning. Is it my imagination, or are you walking the wrong way?"He asks, despite that they are standing for the moment.
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Post by misslynx on Aug 6, 2004 17:06:22 GMT -5
((Okay...let's just be in human form again...I'm getting tired of purring and gazing.))
Elaine yawned. Being in cat form was getting boring. She dissapeared behind some bushes with a glance at the other Moozem and changed back into her part-human self. She got back into the tree she'd fallen off of the day before and sat on the branch, not bothering to remain unseen. "Another Moozem." she said, loud enough for all to hear, but more to herself than anybody else.
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Post by Bacon on Aug 6, 2004 17:17:50 GMT -5
Houcrow notices her, "Ah, hello! It's been a long time since I've seen another Moozem! And I think I might have seen you before, is your name Aleen, or something like that?"
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Post by Bacon on Aug 6, 2004 18:17:18 GMT -5
Before she can answer, a group of soldiers comes running up.
"You there..."the leader of the groups gasps, looking at Houcrow.
"Ah, hello friends."Houcrow replies. He then leaps up and gets his sword out at lightning speed. He lands on the other side of them and uses his Hypnotic Glance."I would suggest you get out of here, like now."
Hypnotised, the entire group runs off.
(Originally this was going to be a major thing for Houcrow's character(He's a mistaken murderer gone fugitive.)Now it's really trivial, in contrast to his secret.))
Houcrow sheathes his sword, which he got out in case a soldier or two was immune to his glance.
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))