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 Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2006 4:20 pm
Suddenly three cloaked figures entered who seemed to be stronger than the others. As she spoke to him, he let out a small cough. Rowds was a bit intimidated by the woman's tough look but if she was willing to at least ask him about his condition then she could be ALL that bad. "Please.... Don't... Don't look...." his young hands reaching for the sheet and pulling it closer to him.
His eyes looked at the ceiling for a moment before switching between the cloaked people. Where is this place? Where? Where am I? Focusing on the woman again, he gave a slight frown and mumbled something under his breath. His abdomen was still in pain from the contractions during vomit and he felt a bit dizzy. "Hungry.... May I... eat?" his voice cracking a bit. ((Well he has small cyringical marks along his spine, the back of his neck, wrists, naval, and behind the kneecaps. Though they're a bit light meaning that they healed up pretty well but are still pretty visable. Also, though the bandages may look like they're attached to his head, they are really just well clipped down. Lets just say that somebody taught him how to do it. Man.. This was one of my shortest posts. As for dragons, hmmmm.... DUH!!! xd Its practically a free world. Though if your thinking the woman is a dragon....... Naw... I'll let you all suffer about who she really is. razz ))
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2006 8:12 pm
((Benna isn't an Noir Enrober, she's jsut in breaches and a tunic.. EEEE! DRAGONS!!!))
Benna looked at the kid, judging his age to be around 9 summers. She looked at his eyes, gray rimmed in purple, and glanced at his skin before he pulled the sheet over him.. His skin was pale, and she could see healed wounds. She smiled as he tried to hide himself. "I've seen worse things than a little boy, and stranger things then markings. I want to help, to see it I can help you with your pain-Don't try and hide it!! I'm not the best medic in the Dark sector and most of the Light for my herbs alone!!" She smiled down at him in a motherly way, hoping he knew what smiling was. Hoping against all the signs that he had had some sort of childhood, or would be able to. She stood and went and got some of the light broth from the pot over the fire, adding some ralxing and pain deadening herbs to it. Mixing it, she brought it back to the kid, along with a spoon. Before he could reach for it, she held it away from him. "I'm to give this to you, you are in no way strong enough to eat it on your own." She said in a stern voice though her eyes smiled at him.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 7:49 pm
The group had gone into Faris's main hangout but Leeran stopped quite a ways away. Earlier she could have sworn one of Noir Enrobers had looked right at her but it must have been her imagination because they had taken no further notice of her.
Leeran sat back on her heels to consider her options. She could stay here and see if the woman and her charge came back out but if she did that there was a chance of discovery. She should just leave, the chance of being caught just didn't balance with the slim chance of satisfying her curiosity.
Her decision made, she turned...
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 7:51 pm
"I don't need...your healing... I can... do it... myself." Pushing himself up, Rowds stabled his body by placing his elbows on behind him as a sort of rest.
Yet the medic was already walking about and preparing some sort of meal for him. Letting his eyes wander, he observed the many herbs in the room. Hmm.... Thats a white hin used to clot the blood faster when serverly bleeding. A malbo branches and leaves. Though they taste sweet, they are actually very poisonous if prepared wrong. A vial of some glistening gelatenous substance caught his eyes and he gave a slight smile. A the fungus puddin'. Causes paralysis based on the amount eaten. They used to use it to stop crying kids.
As the medic continued to cook, Rowds watched her add the basic medicinal herbs into it. He shook his head slightly. Those are just "nullifiers", a coat to the actual symptons. Looking down at his naked body and the dark room around him, he closed his eyes and fell back into the pillow. I need to keep moving. Two nights forth. I will make my move then. But for now....
As she sat by his side, he looked at the bowl then at the medic, her presence still making him a bit intimidated. She looked more like a muggler than a medic. The image of beautiful women actually healing people in need of help shattered as he gave a slight shudder. Looking at the bowl he reached out slightly, until it was abruptly moved away from his reach. Frowning and a bit irritated since this really wasn't the moment to be treating him like a kid, he shook his head. His finger pointed at a herb on a shelf. Violent red colored leaves made it painfully obvious what it was. It was a dangerous drug called "dragon's song". Truely, if eaten even the slightest bit, the drug could cause a full grown man crutch over as the poison sneaked through his vains and shut down the body. It was nothing short, of a nearly instant death if used wrong.
"Cut off... the stems... of the leaves... and burn it... Then add the ashes... to the broth... Also, if available.... any drug.... which speeds.... the heart's beat..." Staring sternly at the medic, he could only hope that she granted his request. Staying in one place would be a luxury that he could not afford at the moment. ((What? Don't like dragons? I'm hurt. I am a dragon, to be more specific, the aqua dragon king and virliagon (Virgin Lion(Leo) Dragon). As for that girl.... I'm stil going to let you all suffer about who she is. And sorry about that mistake. ~ Aqua Dragon King P.S Making up drug names are freakin' hard.... stressed Oh well. Its still was an alright post.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 8:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 9:10 pm
As she grabbed him, it was as if a something erupted in him. His eyes glared back at her, the purple rings around his eyes flowing in circles. His hair seemed to stand on its ends as with a deep feeling of disgust just arose in his blood. But he knew that he didn't have the strength to move away. If worse came to worse, he may just lose it again.
"Ma'am... Please let.... go of me..." He was still having a hard time talking. "I don't... have the time... the energy... or for that matter.... the reason to.... tell you about myself.... If you won't... mix the herbs...." He coughed violently for a second, gasping for breathe afterwards. "If you won't mix.... the herbs... then let me go.... I'll heal myself elsewhere..."
Still glaring at her in the eyes, he no longer felt any intimidation of her. He had no need to. He was focused on getting what he wanted, determined to continue the quest he had started on. I can't stay here. I won't stay here. I don't.... I don't want to stay here. I have to move.
Rowds closed his eyes for a minute, his face becoming serene again. Slowly opening them, he turned his head in the direction of the dragons song. A blank look swept across his face as the purple in his eyes deminished, becoming only a sliver of color in a sea of grey. Suddenly, the dragon's song snapped in half, the stems being removed cleanly with a small pop and falling onto the table near them. Rowds closed his eyes again, his face looking paler despite his dark tan skin. With a slight grimace he started to moan. I can't keep it up for long! IIts too soon, I don't have the strength.
Letting out a small cry, he opened his eyes. The color had left them again. I'm scared. I don't want to see them again. No.. Please... Just calm down. Rest. Rest. I-I-I.... please... just help... Though he could still feel the grip of the medic squeezing him, only a blur of colors remained. "If... If you mix the drugs.... feed me.... then... will tell you..." His head fell forward onto her as tears fell down his cheeks again.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 11:17 am
Zarya watched from the corner with intrest. This kid has the best dramatic timing she'd ever seen! Since she'd picked him up on the beach, he'd always fainted, awoke, barfed, gone blind, and been able to see at the single most dramatic moment. It was only now that she'd calmed down that she noticed this pattern. It really was astonishing. From what she'd seen, he seemd to have a stick up his a** 24/7; and it was surprisingly funny to what him in action.
Normally, Zarya enjoyed being the life of the party. In this case, however, she greatly appreciated being the audience instead. The kid was a puppeteer. And, as far as Zarya could tell, he had everyone in the room on a string. At the moment, he seemd to be yanking a bit too hard on the medic''s string. She was having a fit. Once more, Zarya was glad to be an outsider in this place.
Faintly, Zarya heard the din of the bar below. She didn't drink too often, but she might be able to get better orientated with her current situation down stairs. Although she was growing tired, she managed to pick herself up off the floor and walk out of the room. The Cloaked Wonders probably noticed, being as cryptic as they were. Well, Zarya didn't care what they saw and apparently, neither did they, for they didn't make any move to stop her. She walked down the stairs and through the crowd. It was a roudy troop, accompanied by a rousing chorus of clinking silverware, clunking tables and chairs, and a medley of coarse shouts and laughter. Still rather intimidated by anything on the dark side of town, Zarya clenched her stomache and look straight ahead, avoiding eye contact like the plague. Stifly, she sat down at the bar.
((gotta go, sorry for the abrupt ending.))
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 3:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 8:24 pm
Doing her best not to flinch, she looked up at "Bill".
"Erm...ah hell, I don't care. Something that won't make me pass out."
Slouching back onto the bar, elbows supporting half of her weight, Zarya made a point not to look at the woman next to her. It creeped her out to be so close to a visably armed stranger. And it wasn't like that was the only open seat either. There were several other empty bar stools scattered down the line. She easily could have sat by herself if she pleased. That was the unnerving part.
She looked dispassionately at the wooden bar below and grumbled quietly to herself.s**t, what am I doing here?
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 7:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 7:17 pm
((Alrighty! I'll post the descriptions of these two new characters now! Up first is the man.
NAME: "Sol"
AGE: 27
EYE COLOR: Left: Sea blue Dragon's eye/Right: Pale brown
HAIR: Long black hair that is held in a ponytail which stops just between his shoulder blades
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: Around 6'0
WEIGHT: With armour: 200 lbs | Regular:175 lbs
BIRTHPLACE: Aurora Island
RELIGION: Dragonism
SKIN COLOR: Golden Tan
DISTINCTIVE MARKINGS: His left eye, a scar running from above his left eye to the middle of his left cheek, and another scar from the bottom tip of his left ear to just under his right eye.
PERSONALITY: VERY quiet, reserved, and lonesome yet very calm and loyal when with the right people.
CLOTHES: #1(ARMOR) Full body suit (excluding the helm) of armor built of the toughest sea dragon's scales. It resembles some what the armor that samurai use but it has the clan's symbol burnt into every piece. #2(REGULAR): A blue bandana, a sky blue pirate's shirt with the sleeves ripped off, black loose dragon's hide pants, and black dragon's hide boots.
WEAPONS: A 4'9" long katana named Aquarius which was made from the fang of the Sea Dragon Prince that "gave" him his left eye. It is said to contain the spirit of the Sea Dragon Prince himself and the spirits of those who have been slain by the dragon's fang. Also a blunt blade known as repentance. It is said to wield great destructive power through a magical seal located somewhere on the sword. Though Sol usually uses it as a means to dispatch of weaklings.
DISTINCTIVE MARKINGS: Crossed shape scar across his eye and a silver blue dragon's eye to replace his left eye.
HISTORY: Unknown.
RECENT: Traveling
And thats Sol. Now for his younger companion.
NAME: Serai
GENDER: Female
AGE: 11
EYE COLOR: A pale pink/orange color
HAIR: Blonde hair which reaches just past her shoulders
HEIGHT: 3'5
WEIGHT: 80 lbs
BIRTHPLACE: Unknown
RELIGION: Practices Dragonism after seeing Sol pray so many times
SKIN COLOR: Dark Tan
DISTINCTIVE MARKINGS: None
PERSONALITY: Dedicated, hard working, cheerful at times but almost all the time when around Sol, and a dreamer.
CLOTHES: #1(Night time) A white gown and undergarments #2(REGULAR)A large white pirate's shirt gievn to her by Sol which she cut the sleeves off like him and hemmed the bottoms to make it her size, loose leather pants supported by a small belt on the ankles and waist, small leather shoes, a blue ribbon to tie her hair into a small ponytail.
WEAPONS: None
DISTINCTIVE MARKINGS: Small cut marks around her ankles and wrists from ropes
HISTORY: She is a mute but is known mostly for being a very hard worker. She has a fear of men yet the person she is almost always around Sol for some reason. Yet nobody knows where she really came from other than she showed up one day with Sol after one of his first few missions.
RECENT: Traveling with Sol and training to be a full member of the Grand Occult
And that is my speil on both of my new characters. I'll post a desc for Rowds later. Have fun on these two Epsilon!
~Aqua Dragon King))
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 7:46 pm
((nice post, ADK! I like the new charries. heart I wish Nutz would post though... ))
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 7:57 pm
((Yeah. I"m assuming that you know her in person so maybe you should relay the message to her.
And actually, Sol is an old character of mine but he was too complex for people that I RPed with that they just left most of the time. So I left the complexity and added that he was a member of a larger mercenary corps (when I created him, he was 6 years younger and just starting as a merc. in order to search for somebody) and I made him older. Also I modified his other sword now noted as Repentance. And yeah. I actually created him two years ago. So hes been sleeping for that long now. Must be nice to move around after that long of a nap! biggrin
Serai is a completely new character however. I felt that he needed something with an older appearance and all that brought back another side of him that he hadn't showed for years. Making her mute was also a nice touch though I may have been influenced by the girl from Peacemaker Kurogane. really I think she is a mix between her and Zaraki Kenpachi's second in command in Bleach (she was always so happy and follows Kenpachi around all over the place even if he is a killing machine).
But believe me, both of these characters have pasts that really, should be their own stories but for now, the story is mainly focused on Rowds. Maybe there will be another RP or story to do Sol's history. Yet then his gets even more complex since there is another character which has his own story complimentary to Sol's (the man he is trying to get revenge on is also one of my other RP characters. And yes, I am just that messed up and complex that I'd do it).
But yeah. Hopefully everybody is having fun with the RP.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 8:21 pm
((Fun!! Buckle-chan, Faris still dosn't have long sleaves to me...is it my computer?? Hey trying ot sneek a post while my mom is breathing down y neck is HARD! You'll have to give me slack till my greads are up!! sweatdrop ))
Bill nodded and turned and went to a barel and poured the substance into a mug. He set it down and turned away, he knew he would be payed. One way or another.
Faris waited untill the girl had her drink and Bill had set her concotion in front of her. Tomato juice, some brown liquer Faris didn't want to know what was, mixed and poured over ice. SHe swiveled it around and then sipped it. Faris glanced at the girl without moving her head. SHe took in the loos garb, and the easy going manner. Faris was preety sure the girl had no weapons on her and by the awed expression on her face, this was her first time here, either in the tavern or on the Dark side; faris didn't know. "You havn't been her before. First of all, relax. I mean no harm to you an no one will while I'm at your side." Faris hoped that the girl wouldn't freak, and that she would stay cool. "If you want to gt home saftly, I can freely escort you to the end of my side, and if you want it to your home." Faris agina glanced at the girl unsure of her reaction.
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Benna continued her work, as the kid moved about in the other room. Seeing him take some painkillers, way to much for a body his size, and hold them down, she was suprised. She admited to herself that she may hove underestimated him. He came to right infont of her and stopped. She looked up and swaloed the coment about him sitting down she was bout to say. She noticed that his eye's were normal and his shirt was in peices around him. She nodded, "Well...What?" She said, not succeding in keeping the scorn out of her voice.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 8:33 pm
Jon watched as a tall man with a girl on his shoulders walked inot the light side of Goh. It was strange for ayone to come into Goh from the light side, so late in the night. Come on, it's an hour past the Dragon Hour! What is he doing? He looked as the man came closer to him. He had two scars accros his face, and he kept his left eye closed all the time. He had on full armer also. Jon scratched his head. The girl was beautifull, well to his twelve year old standers she was. She had blond hair that trailed behinder her and the just forming curves of puberty. Jon was entranced by her, only the yowling of an ally cat broke him from his dreamlike state. I wonder what Faris will think of these too. I'll stay with them to see what they are up to. That way I have some decent stuff to report to George. Jon watched on, slowly and quetly making his way behind the two. Unseen because he was on the rooftops of the houses, inns, and buildings.
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