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 Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 4:27 pm
Sitrel thought in his mind, all the stones, all the water i've been around, turn to blood the moment i go near it,
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:28 pm
-she thought back through her memories- so stupid of me. blood from a stone. i made that happen. how could i hace done something so stupid- she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small bloody stone quickly dropping it to the floor-
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 8:39 pm
Sitrel turned his back to her, "no use talking about the past," he walked along to the closest target,
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 4:37 pm
very true. but in some cases your past can have great impact on your future. just something to think about. she picked a rose from the floor priking her finger and turning her back walking to a small foot hill sitting in the grass cross legged and chanting as 2 small cats came to her side one black as night and the other white as snow.- -she picked up the small black kitten stroking its fur gently and whispered to it. demetiries the rest was in a strong latin and barely understood as the small cat leapt from her arms and scampered to him winding inbetween his legs his small tail wrapping inbetween his legs and dropping the small white rose at his feet-
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 6:59 pm
Sitrel looked at it, and the rose, he bent down slowly, and picked both the cat, and the rose up, he felt strange, holding this creature,
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 4:54 pm
-she smiled- his name is demetrius . -as she spoke another black cat walked up to her she picked it up lightly cooing to it and petting it softly- and this is demetrie
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:13 pm
Sitrel listned with Empathy, "After so many heartless kills, I'm amazed theres still something inside me,"
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 6:32 pm
even if u r heartless at times it does not mean u are heartless at all times.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 8:46 pm
Sitrel looked at the cat, then put it down on the ground, "How true," he tapped the wrist of his left hand, and a blade came flying out, it was attatched to his wrist by metal that ran all the way to his spine, he could retract it and untract it as he wished, Sitrel fingered the blade, "I made this a long time ago, My sword, 'May Day', broke when I was fighting a group of Radil Thugs, i was shocked by it's sudden loss, I couldn't let go of it, so I used the blade and connected it to my Arm," he retracted it back into his arm,
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:23 pm
-she gave him a sulky look remembering that day. she was not there but in her own village as it was burning - oohh... -the sound was small and quiet as if she was afraid- -she laced a finger over her own wrist as claws shot from her wrist as her own painful memoreis played over yet again in her mind-
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:33 pm
Sitrel looked at her, "We are nto much different you and I, But we've delt with our problems in different ways, there's truth in that," he bet down and grabbed a handful of dirt,
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 1:37 pm
that is so very true. our styles of dealing with it are different but we have had same problems
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 9:36 pm
Sitrel dropped the dirt, "Why did you join the Raiders? Revenge?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 5:35 pm
revenge.... of some sorts but not towards you or lost revenge on myself. the raiders because of lost really.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 11:34 pm
Sitrel spread his wings, "Revenge is never a good thing, I may sound like some preacher, but all it brings is more pain," he flew over to where she was
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