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 Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 9:34 pm
Shijan looked around the room again curiously. There were so many faces to so many diffrent people and personalities. She was actually ver excited about this. She was just slightly worried about how often her new life would be delayed by her sickly pass. She had such a confusing line of thoughts, they just needed sorting.
"I like you two, you're very intresting to me. I've honestly never met a Forsaken or a Blood Elf...I haven't even met many Orcs and thier home is also Durotar." She looked really happy, like truely happy. Not some person putting on a fake emotion. "Thank you both so much."
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 4:19 am
"Hehe.." The warrior gave a slight chuckle. "Then I suppose you've chosen the right Forsaken to meet first.."
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 8:37 am
Kiraleen ducked behind the sword merchant's booth and took the tracking crystal from her belt pouch. To her relief, one end shone faintly; it was working. She hadn't had to use it before. Up until now, tracking her prey had been a matter of following the path of destruction. Apologies had smoothed over hurt feelings, but paying for the damages made her purse dangerously light.
The crystal's glow pulsed on one facet, intensifying. "Close by," Kiraleen breathed. Using the crystal as a dowsing rod, she set off again.
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A tiny blue and purple blur darted through the inn's door on the heels of an oblivious troll couple. Pausing, it swiveled its head back and forth. Sensors indicated the target was near.
Magical matrices flowed across its field of vision.
Target sighted.
It rushed across the room and attacked Dayon's boot.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 9:02 am
Shijan smiled innocently at the two guys sitting with her. She heard little clanks and coming from under the table. She looked and saw something attacking, or at least trying to attack Dayon's foot. She looked extreamely confused as she looked back up. "Um, does anyone else not understand why Dayon's shoes are being beaten at?"
((Could you fill out the form on the first page Dreamwhisper? It's going to help as a simple guide. Just PM it to me, sokay? I'm in school so RP it up, cause I probably won't get it up before I have to get off this computer...))
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 9:05 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 3:00 pm
Dayon's eyes shifted to look down upon the little thing trying feeblely to attack his foot. Slowly, and smoothly, Dayon reached down with his hand to pick the thing up off of the floor, raising a brow.
"..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 3:42 pm
"Uh, Dayon, I wouldn't touch it. I think It belongs to someone..." Shijan looked at him with a childlike look "But uh...What is it?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 5:09 pm
"Whatever it is: it's creepy." Vardeyn added, "And it smells weird. Lets get rid of it." He cringed as the thing wriggled in Dayon's fist.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:32 pm
*Target shifted. Begin new attack to access mana storage.*
The blue and purple thing began pounding on Dayon's glove.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:43 pm
"It sure is violent, does anyone have a vendetta against you Dayon?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:04 pm
"It's not voilent, it's just adorable. Can I hold it?" She flaunted her toothy grin.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:34 pm
"It's ATTACKING his hand! Of course it's violent, I vote we toss it out the window." He crossed his arms matter-of-factly.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 8:06 pm
Weaving her way through Ogrimmar's streets, Kiraleen followed the control crystal. It was pulsing in a steady pattern now. She was gaining on the construct.
As she neared the entrance of an inn, the crystal flashed three times, then held steady.
Subject located.
Her brows dipped in a frown. She'd never heard of a guide giving that kind of mental feedback. What had that 'friend' of Trayanise's done to it?
Never mind. She'd worry about that later.
She walked inside the inn, the guide still in her hand. Spotting the construct didn't take very long. An armored Forsaken held it in one hand, looking at it as if were an interesting bug. Across from him, a female troll leaned over the table, looking like a child on Winterveil morning. And next to her, another blood elf looked alarmed.
"It's ATTACKING his hand! Of course it's violent, I vote we toss it out the window," he said, folding his arms.
Visions of further chaos filled Kiraleen's mind. If she lost track of it again, she wouldn't be able to cover the damages. She hurried over to the table.
"Pardon the interruption," she said, addressing the Forsaken, "but may I have that back, please?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 8:16 pm
Vardeyn fixed his gaze on the new comer, "It's yours?" He asked as he sized up the woman.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 8:22 pm
"I told you didn't I, I knew it had to belong to someone." She smiled at the new face "What is it, it's adorable."
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