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 Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 7:23 pm
Ranmyaku opened the door to the infirmary... not sure what to expect... but he assumed it was going to be bad news... "Sarah? You here?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:56 am
Sarah was sitting on a chair, next to the guard, crying. Not only about Ran, but the guard was obviously dead, because the sheets were stained with profuse amounts of blood. When she heard her name, she looked up at him and glared. "What do you want?" She snaps, spite in her voice.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 10:02 am
"I guess to apologize..." Shrugging his shoulders... not really sure why. "So... Sorry for whatever way I acted today... or whenever before today...
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 3:00 pm
"Why should I accept your apology this time?! How am I supposed to know you're not going to do something like this again?!" She snaps again.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 3:42 pm
He sighed. "Your just going to have to trust me... I will never do what I did before... I am more mature than I was when we last met." Putting his hand on her shoulder. "And if you don't trust me... trust micheal. His decision is what you should trust."
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 6:04 pm
She moves her shoulder out of his hand, glaring up at him, "Once again, how am I supposed to trust you, or even him?! He's the one who assured me you were fine before!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 6:42 pm
"I guess you wouldn't believe his god came to us would you?" Slowly stepping away from her. "I also guess you wouldn't believe that I was better..." Taking slow steps towards the exit. Hands behind his back. "When you are ready to talk... come see me out in armory." Pausing before than entrance. "And sorry about the loss..." Continuing his way to the armory.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 6:59 pm
She glares at him coldly, "Get out, Ranmyaku."
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:01 pm
Not looking back he steps out of the infirmary. Heading towards the armory. He was hoping to get some work done on a permanent sword or weapon... maybe some armor... now that he is going to have to protect someone.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:02 pm
Michael is sitting in there, again, picking out armour, again. "Damnit Ran, why do you always break my damned armour?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:04 pm
"I do not remember the other times... but if what you say is true, then maybe you should stop fighting me." Looking around the room for materials... like steel or Iron... then realizing he doesn't know much about smithing at all. "How come I feel like I can do this... but I don't."
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:06 pm
Michael chuckles, "Muscle memory is still there, so just let your body take control."
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:08 pm
"I'll try..." He looked around at the materials. "These components will not suffice micheal... I need something... more than this." Picking up a steel bar and tossing it back on the pile.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:11 pm
Michael smiles, "What would you prefer?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:14 pm
"Something stronger... something that I can use to keep other people safe..."
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