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 Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 2:20 am
Elure and Rien took in the information thoughtfully, and mused it over while they waited for Waru to come back. Rien noticed how shy the pretty fairy was, so tried to make conversation.
"We saw your sword skills, they were really good! Have you been fighting long?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 8:24 am
"Just tonight." She replied, blushing further at the compliment. " He gave me the sword as well." She held up the weapon. It's blade glinted in the light and the jade inlays glittered. For a brief second she was taken in by its beauty and her good fortune at having the sword. She smiled softly at Rien and Elure and was about to say something else to keep the conversation going but it was then that the door opened yet again and Waru came in, wearing a t-shirt and velvet suit-jacket over top. His feet were encased in thick black boots and his hair brushed and styled so that it framed his face perfectly.
" Sorry I took so long." He apologized quickly. His sword was still held loosely in his right hand as he slid by the siblings to a place next to Lyra. "Lets sit." He gestured and without even thinking, grasped Lyra's hand in his own and led her to the bed where they settled comfortably on the soft surface. Lyra drew her knees up to her chest beneath the white dress.
" So...what do you think?" He asked finally.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 1:09 pm
"Well I've been around a little while longer than you guys, and I've really witnessed it all," began Rien. "Tank, Theonidas, was a normal, friendly bartender up until a little while ago. He was friendly, handsome, and... just wonderful," murmured Rien, gazing into thin air briefly. She snapped out of her thoughts quickly, incredibly embarrassed, and continued after sitting down with Elure.
"Then someone came along looking like him, caused arguments and fights... then Tank transformed into the Grim Reaper. Well everyone's heard about him... he killed my sister. At first I wanted to kill him, but now I just want Tank back. Like he was." She burst into tears, and covered her face with her hands.
Elure contemplated telling their new friends about the black sword, but wasn't so sure that anyone other than Rien and he should know. "I don't have a clue what our plan of action should be, but it doesn't involve hiding. We need to fight this evil, and try to return life to what it was. Any ideas?" he asked.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 8:51 am
" I don't know..." Waru said after a moment's contemplation. "I mean, could we really get Tank back? The guys were heard, who I figure were Athos and Theonidas, were talking about killing people and such...who else is...isn't in league with them?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 11:38 am
Elure paused and thought for a moment before answering Waru's question. "I'm not sure about Christophe, because I thought he was on our side, yet he pledged himself to Theonidas. Nolah appears to be sitting on the fence at present. Shi, the owner of this place, is most definitly not on our side- she's best buddies with Theonidas it seems! Who else? Well... really we're the only ones absolutely not in league with them.
"The other question- can we get Tank back? Well I'm not sure, but we have to try."
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:50 pm
" How is she fence-sitting?" Waru asked after a moment, casting a cautious glance at Lyra who seemed to be wondering the same thing.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 2:37 pm
"She's neither on our side or Theonidas'", chipped in Rien. "Obviously she doesn't want to hurt Tank, and is getting cross at us for hating this new Theonidas (for obvious reasons, namely the murder of my sister). Yet she isn't on their side and routing to kill all of us!"
"Maybe the way to Tank is through Nolah," suggested Elure.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:14 am
"I haven't seen her since this afternoon...she was heading towards the Aeris building, said she had an appointment and that maybe her, Christophe, myself and Waru could all go out for drinks later...it seems like such a long time ago you know?" Lyra said softly, fingers delicately tracing the pattern on the skirt of her dress. Waru gently covered the hand with his own.
"She'll be fine."
"Yeah I know, she's a strong person...one time we were in this town...they were kind of prejudiced towards us...I mean they didn't outwardly say anything but you could tell by the looks on their faces. I could make my wings disappear but Nolah couldn't exactly make her ears or stripes disappear and she didn't want to wear a hat." For a moment Lyra chuckled. "We needed some money so she danced and this guy shouted at her to take her clothes off." She paused, grinning. "Next thing he knew, he was flat on his back and she had her foot against his neck. She's a dancer but she studied martial arts a bit to help with balance and flexibilty. She's no blackbelt but, she remembered a few things. The whole tavern was in an uproar and then she convinced the manager to give us a room for free..."
" She sounds like she'll come out of this better than fine then." Waru laughed, squeezing Lyra's hand encouragingly.
" I hope so...I mean, when we split up it was because I had to go somewhere, she couldn't come with me so she just took off on her own. This is the first time I've seen her in years."
" Well neither of those men want her hurt...I could just sense it. In a weird way I think that Tank/Theonidas person is protective of her." Waru shook some hair from his face.
"Yeah, I got that too. Except I think she really cares about Christophe and if they kill him I don't know what she'll do. She can get pretty irrational sometimes..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 6:56 am
Elure looked out of a window facing the group outside and noticed some commotion. Frowning, he turned to the others.
"I think we should go soon... like now! Everyone got their weapons?!"
Rien nodded, furrowing her brow and looking out too. Although it was dark, she could see that Athos was holding onto Nolah. She didn't want to tell Lyra that though.
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 9:21 am
Waru was instantly on his feet, sword in hand as everyone darted for the door. Lyra grabbed a jacket on the way out and Waru grasped her free hand as they went out into the semi-corridor.
"I'd say I'd lay down my life for you but since I'm immortal I don't think it would mean much to you." He tried a grin. " But I do feel the pain everytime I die...horrible, nasty pain."
"That means a lot." Lyra laughed despite the circumstances, having no idea exactly what was taking place outside. They were out the front door moments later.
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 9:30 am
As they all ran out of the door, Rien pulled her dark cloak on that was capable of concealing her when in shadows. They exited the building, feeling the cold gripping them immediately.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 2:47 pm
When Waru entered the Inn, all the lights were on and everythign seemed as cheerful as always except for the fact that it was completely empty. Walking across the lobby he paused at the front desk, glancing at the register, finding his name and the names of his new friends before heading up the stairway.
First he headed to his own room. Whatever clothes he grabbed he didn't pay attention to as he stuffed them into his backpack. He was already wearing his boots, no need to change shoes. He made sure a few other essentials were in and then readjusted his sword before stepping back out into the hall.
He approached Lyra's room with more caution. One try of the door handle proved that it was unlocked and he pushed it open gently before peering inside.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 11:33 am
It looked the same as it had when he'd been in earlier but now, without the distraction of Lyra he could look around the room. It was tidy, although a silken robe was hanging from one of the bed's bannisters. There was an empty bag sitting by the foot of the bed and he grabbed it, made sure it was empty and then glanced around once more as though trying to decide where to start. Finally, his eyes settled on the chest of drawers at the opposite end of the room.
"Guess I'll start there." He muttered to himself and made his way over. He yanked the first drawer open and immediately felt heat rise to his cheeks. Why had he picked the first drawer? That was the drawer that people most obviously used to store their intimate apperal and now, Waru found himself staring at Lyra's bras and underwear. "s**t!" He snapped his eyes shut, knowing that she'd been more than embarrassed. Now however, he was faced with an even bigger problem.
Having no idea where they were going and for how long, he wasn't sure what to take. He had plenty of experience in the art of removing a woman's undergarments but none whatsoever in the field of picking them out for a journey. Still keeping his eyes shut he grabbed a handful of underwear, stuffed them into the bag and then grabbed a couple of bras. Socks were next. That accomplished he slammed the drawer shut and moved onto the next one. From then on, things were relatively easy. A couple of pairs of pants, some t-shirts, a sweater and a cloak. He packed a pair of boots that looked comfortable and worn. The Jade sword was already with her at the tavern.
Feeling fairly confident he threw in a hairbrush and turned towards the door but something caught his attention. A bright glow at the corner of his eye. Spinning back around he was surprised to discover a small assortment of...gadgets? Faerie things? Whatever they were, they were spread out across the nightstand. He covered the space between himself and the small table quickly and peered down at the objects with interest.
The thing that had caught his attention had been a small glowing orb. He could see small strings of light zooming around inside. It was beautiful. Beside that there was a spyglass of some sort, very old with multicolored glass in the front and a small dagger. He quickly packed these into the front pocket of the bag, secured it and then left, shutting and locking the door firmly behind him.
Next stop, the kitchens.
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