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 Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 5:16 am
'This is rather entertaining,' Jedius said as he flung an orb at Kitkit for target practice and another at Ferras. This is enjoyable he thought as he built up his barrier and waited for their attacks.
((sorry all, that's the last post I can make until like, the 13th/14th. Sowwie. Don't go to far without me (like you really can xD) see you then!))
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 12:32 pm
She shot an arrow right through the middle of it. "GIve me something harder to hit." She said dissappointed at the ease of her target.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 3:14 pm
'Fine then, τώρα που σκέφτεστε για το, μπορεί να είναι μάλλον απαιτητική κατά περιόδους,' he said in an undertone. He took his hands before him and with a flick of his wrist sent two waves barriers, but not making them, obvivously, really strong.
*he is saying:
now that you think about it, she can be rather demanding at times
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 3:22 pm
Time for a new strategy...Ferras thought, bringing a memory of rushing flames and searing heat to the front of her mind. She blew a huge stream of bright red fire, burning the grass. She hid two orbs in the flames and spilt it, sending half the fire to Kitkit. The fire flew over the waves, nearing their target.
'Having fun?' Ferras shouted, jumping over the wave and closer to the middle of the ring.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 3:41 pm
Jedius spun around clickly to the sound of Ferras's voice, the metal ring at the bottom of his silken scarf swaying in his speed. Fire drew towards Kitkit, but also him as it glided over the waves he made. Turning his direction to the on coming fire, he concentrated on a barrier. But it was too weak. The flame reached through and engulfed his hand. Jedius crouched down and burried his hand against the scarf.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 5:10 pm
What the...?! Ferras immediatley stopped the fire rushing towards Kitkit and ran the short distace between the middle and Jedius.
'Are you okay?' She really didn't expect that to happen...Then again, she hadn't done any fire attacks in a while, she guessed she couldn't control.
'Let me see it,' she said. Probably a slight burn, but a dragon's flame had the effects of frostbite...the burned area would eventually have to be taken off.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 7:12 pm
Jedius looked up at Ferras with an injured look. 'No, it's not that bad,' he said shakily as he gave her his hand. His finger tips where red, blistering, and bleeding slightly, along his hand up to his wrist.
Jedius' face held a simple 'help me' expression.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 7:18 pm
Mentally sighing in relief, Ferras moved her hand about an inch away from Jedius'. It wasn't as bad as she though, which was a good thing.
'This might hurt...Desixa.' A small, pale purple light flashed briefly and most of the injuries were gone. She winced a bit and reached into her pocket, pulling out a length of bandages.
((Desixa means 'heal'.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 7:38 pm
Jedius watched Ferras' eyes as he was being healed, but then once Ferras' movements where concentrated on pulling out bandages he looked at his hand turning it over and over.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 7:43 pm
'Does it hurt?'
...Where the hell did that come from?!
Scowling slightly, she unwound the bandages, using a sharp blue feather to cut some of it.
'Okay, hold out your hand.' The feather retreated to the shivering mass that had acculminated behind her, almost forming wing-like shapes.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 3:16 pm
Jedius watched the bandages being wrapped over his hand. Then he looked back up at Ferras. Her feathers were making.....wings...
Jedius was a bit puzzled and shocked. He contemplated why they were there as he reached his undamaged hands to touch them.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 3:31 pm
Pausing in her work, Ferras looked up and frowned.
'What?' Suddenly she felt a slight weight on her back...
Damn.
She angrily threw her hand out behind her, meeting feathers instead of air.
This was not good. Those stupid feathers would be a calling card for any dragon-haters here...and in the upcoming war. The only way to keep them away was a banishing spell, but she couldn't do it for another three weeks.
'Damnit...' she muttered, turning back to her task. She'd have to live with them for now.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 3:40 pm
He gazed at her wings, Jedius' fingers touched the soft blue feathers. Then he gave a soft smile, 'You have wings...'
He was glad some one here besides him and Aero had wings. Soon his hand was bandaged and he rested against the tree. 'Thank you,' he said to Ferras.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 3:48 pm
The dragon stiffened as Jedius touched her wings. The blue feathers, quivering with excitement, were saying all kinds of things -We're back! Finally! Hey, you poked me!- but she ignored them and looked at Jedius.
'Uhhhm...kisarou seea..?'
((Kisarou seea means 'You're welcome'. And the feathers have minds of their own, but only when they're on Ferras.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 4:01 pm
Jedius closed his eyes and relaxed. I'm quite sorry.... he thought to the feathers upset at his touch, knowing how they were feeling.
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