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 Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:12 pm
- Aveto sniffed out the nice spell of soup out side the church...suddenly a crow glided onto his stiff shoulders and whispered words not known to any mere mortal mabey a mortal could understand them but not anyone without a burden as great as Avetos and such evil inside. -
- The crow had alerted him of a man with long hair was coming near. -
*Aveto jumped up to the roof of the church again*
" I might have to face my fear after all "
(ooc: this is fun xd )
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:30 pm
He circles around the front, and the back, and then hears some sound like the flapping of wings. He doesn't ask the person to make themselves known. He just stands there, quiet and casual, but the dagger that Father Domenic forbade him to carry is palmed under his sleeve.
( 3nodding )
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 2:19 pm
"Thank you..." Ai whispers as the man leads her down the hall to a small but cozy spare room. A small bench with some bread and a bowl of soup is in the middle. Ai stares into the room with softer eyes, many of her suspicions leaving her.
The man had gently stepped back, allowing her to explore the room on her own free will. Ai turned around to face the man, "thank you, a lot..." she smiled softly at him.
Until the shadows began to flash through the window, something was coming, something was going to happen. At first, Ai felt terror, her mind flashing back to the last town, then a sudden realization hit her, these shadows didn't involve her...they were meant for someone else...
The cold now freed from her heart, she asked the man to leave, "I'd like to clean up a bit, if you don't mind."
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 5:34 am
- Aveto realizes not only one person is aware of his presence, one of them a preacher the other a young woman -
- Aveto quickly scans the situation, and he disides to creap unnoticed into the room where the woman is-
*Aveto enters vertically through the tall church window and creaps into a small dark spot and hides there*
- Aveto thinks to himself " Lets wait and see "
(OOC: can you take a bit to discover me being in your room Ai Miyano)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 2:08 am
"There is a basin and a cloth, and a faucet that will draw hot water. I will leave you for the night. If you need me, I am just two doors down the hall."
He sets her food, a tray of piping hot soup and freshly baked bread, on the bed for her, and respectfully leaves her to her privacy.
He is completely oblivious to Aveto.
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Aveto Crow Master generated a random number between
1 and 4 ...
2!
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 8:21 am
-Aveto tries to use the skill that Master Lan di tought him.-
*Aveto tries to scan Ai*
It takes a lot of consentration so if he fails he wont be able to do it again in a while so he should quickly go home to maditate.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 8:25 am
2=Success...Aveto has scaned her and he now knows more than most people would know about Ai..
-Aveto is satisfied by this information so he disides to go back home....-
*Aveto flies off on top of a hord of crows as if they where a cloud*
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 11:59 am
Ai wandered over to the basin, gazing deeply into the pooling water, she dropped the cloth into it. Slowly, she swirled the cloth in the water, silently watching as the water seperated...suddenly it cascaded together, "guess no one is here..." Ai wondered, "I'm too paranoid for my own good..." she muttered, finishing her use of the basin.
After she had scarfed down the food laid out on her bed, Ai gently took out a tattered sketchbook, "Gin bagh se fune a daj mu voux," Ai muttered, tracing her finger upon a sketching, "shadows will come to aid our people..."
Smiling sadly, Ai replaced the sketchbook back into her pouch..."all they do is bring me trouble..." Ai did not notice the shadow that curled about her bed...
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 1:19 pm
He paces up and down the halls, checking that all the doors and windows are locked, that chill feeling still peaking the hairs on the back of his neck.
He passes by the lady's door and, hearing peaceful splashing inside, does not knock.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:12 pm
Natsuki, armed with a notepad and a pen, knocked on the door of the church. She waited after knocking on the large oak door for an answer.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:38 pm
The knocking startles him in his rather exciteable state. He moves down the halls, his robes brushing the old stone floor, and hoists open the large door.
"Good evening, miss Natsuki. What brings you to the church?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 6:22 pm
Natsuki bowed reverently.
"Er-How do you know my name? (Is Mr. Nevermore's dossier registery that easily raided? I did rummage through it once or twice but...) Anyway, I'm getting slightly off topic. I came hoping that I could do an segiment about the architecture of the church, Would it be alright if you gave me a tour. I would really appreciate it."
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 6:29 pm
He bows his head to her. His face is the ivory kind that is prone to blushing in the cheeks. He is very young for his attitude, and his movements and dialect seem more suited to a night club than a church. His mannerisms are one of the recently converted. He moves aside, allowing her to enter. "I've been warned of you, you could say." He smiles playfully and closes the door behind her, looking out one last time, always careful and still a bit unnerved.
"You're doing a segment on the church? Well, it is a lovely old building. I'll show you around." He begins to walk with her. "This very church has been maintained by the Honorable Order of the Church of the Saints for four hundred years. This is our chapel."
The stone altar is covered with candles of varying lengths. They are burning into molten pools of wax that drip and drizzle down the face of the altar.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 5:12 pm
Natsuki blushes. Slightly smitten with the young priest, she thinks, Warned eh?
"Four hundred years? I didn't think Crosshaven was around for that long! Well, I suppose even back then, churches were made as peaceful and beautiful looking as today." She scans the large drafty chamber. The lovely stained glass windows shine brightly in the sunlight.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 11:21 pm
"Now this, what you're looking at now, is the main chapel, and across the courtyard out those windows you see the dormitory where the men and women of the Honorable Order take residence... " He places his hand on the wood beams of the archway, his fingers tracing the curves of one of the elegant carvings. This one depicts a man with a lion's tail, open-mouthed over a kill. She doesn't know who this person is, but there are several more carvings of him.
"Outside is the memory garden. It isn't truly a garden, it is more of a retreat for meditation." He shows her a small outdoor corridor, grassy and open to the sky. Colored shadows are cast through stained glass overhangs.
He doesn't even mention the private places of worship, where the Honorable Order meets in secret.
"Tell me, Miss Natsuki... since you are here to do a story on us, what's your story? Why do you...do what you do? Is it fulfilling?"
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