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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:21 am
Heidi goes threw the town, still having people stare at her tail and ears, when she finally had enough of it, she decided to go towards a little boy and trips him, childs play but its still fun.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 5:46 pm
"Right." Tristan says as he uses his sword to stand up. "A little walk couldn't hurt." He lets out with a smile. 'I wonder what she is skeeming...' He thinks to himself. 'It would seem she likes to not say all that is on her mind.'
Galahad lets out a light screech as he swoops over head, carring what looked to be his breakfast.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 5:31 pm
Saline smiled and turned. "A walk is only as good as the company. This should be a fine walk." She faced back in the direction of the city and rushed forward. "I forgot to mention I don't walk I run. The feeling of the wind rushing pass my face and through my hair is just too go to pass up." Asuming Tristan kept up with her, she continued until she reached the city. Once in side she began asking for directions to the nearest doctor's office. After recieving directions she finally turned to look back for Tristan. I wonder if he kept up?
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 11:18 am
"What'd you think a ranger can't keep up with you?" Tristan says as he turns the corner carring two fish kabobs. "They just smelt too good. I had to get us one." He says as he holds out a kabob motioning for her to take it, smiling as he does so.
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 11:36 am
Saline suddenly squealed, "I love these things!" She happily excepted Tristan's offer and began nibbling at it. She span around a few times and finished it off in one big bite. "This is so good." She mumbled with her mouth still full. She pointed down one of the streets as she finished swallowing. "The closest doctors office is that way." She smiled and tugged on his sleeve before she ran down the street.
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 11:47 am
"The doctor? Right then, off we go." Tristan says lightly as he cases after her, munching on his kabob. "So what are we going to the doctor for?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 12:35 pm
She smirked, "I need to check their schedual. Like what time they're open til?" She conitinued running down the road and slid to a hualt at the doctor's office front door. Saline playfully hopped up the front steps and opened the door. Peaking her head inside she looked around. She saw a small waiting room, a reception desk and a door to the back rooms.
She stepped in and walked up to the reception's desk. A young man looked up from reading some paper work and asked, "May I help you?" Saline smiled and replied, "Yes. I hoping you can. I'd like a copy of your office hours. I'd also like to know how well practiced the doctor is and perhaps have a meeting?" The young man nodded and asked. "Please wait a moment and I'll be right back."
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 12:55 pm
Tristan walks into doctor's office following Saline. The moment he steps in he can feel people looking at him strangly due to his desert apparel. "Saline, I'm just going to wait out side okay?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 1:27 pm
(OOC: My bio's in the character directory)
The dark alleyway of that particular city's slum rang out with the breaking and shattering of metal as the manhole cover over in the corner, just under that dirty pile of boxes, literally explodes sending refuse and shards of twisted metal upwards.
Someone closer, perhaps, might of heard the scream of anguish underneath the sound of warping metal, but for the time being, let's say that nobody heard that, eh?
Nevertheless, amongst the debris and flying metal, he finally emerges from the hole in which he has been struggling to regain his life in. The hideous rank of garbage gets annoying after the years, even if one *IS* dead.
With blind determination, he grips the side of the manhole with a hand of pitch, and drags himself into the world above. The first thing to pop into his head would probably be something along the lines of "My, how bloody bright it is out here", or maybe just utter awe.
But, either way, it probably wouldn't compare with the sheer dark surprise that that hobo slumped into the corner felt. It's not every day that a manhole cover explodes, and a... thing... Crawls out.
The creature of black turns his head to confront the hobo. What a sad creature, this is. There are always people like them in every generation.
Now, what might be a good thing to note at this point, is that even though what the creature may think is innocent and caring enough, what one would still see, is still a black figure. Which is what the hobo happens to be seeing.
What he SAW, was an easily 6 foot something black monsterous humanoid figure standing before him, covered in darkness, with loops of chains scattered here and there. The black on his body seems to shift in movement, like it's of a different mind that the creature itself. Needless to say, it would probably render you speechless. For a few days till you wake up from your terror induced coma.
"Oh deah gahd! Please don't hurt me, sir" The hobo gurgles incoherently at the large figure.
For the first time in nearly 7 generations, the creature opens his mouth. "Year. What year is this?" he growls in an overly rough voice.
"Heheh, uh... TAKE MAH COAT! Just dun kill me please!" The hobo, again.
"...I don't WANT your coat!" The black figure growled louder this time. In doing so, he effectively scared the living blood right out of his face. On that note, the hobo throws his coat at him, the runs off screaming something incoherent before bumping into several people, then vanishing from sight.
The creature stands there with a blank expression of confusion for a while in response to the hobo, then looks down at the coat in his hand. He drapes it over his body, and steps out of the alleyway giving him a clearer view of the road.
In the light, the creature seems more normal. In fact, it seems entirely different than in the dark. In the light, he simply looks like a tall, muslcular man in his early twenties, with shoulder length dirty black hair.
He looks around a bit to get his bearings, then proceeds to walk down the road to see what has become of this useless city.
"Malakai Delgladis has returned to the light once more." he thinks to himself with a sly smile, as he takes every step with the light jingle of chains.
The figure blends quickly into the busy street, then is soon gone from sight, no longer an individual, but one of many. Or at least until the correct time comes.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 12:39 pm
Tristan sits out side of the doctors office with his sword in his lap. 'To me, you are everything Isolde. With out you I would have died on many occasions. The blood of serpent and dragon lay thick on your beautiful skin. Oh how I wish your physical form was still in my life. The fatefull day when Mark and you wed was the day I died inside. Somewhere between then, the Frankish leader and Lord Arther himself I realised that to be with you again, I would be forced to take up my sword yet again. Only this time to not bring peace, but to bring war. I miss you so...' Tristan thinks to him self as he lets a tear drip down from his olive-sun torn skin. "Galahad, the bladed truth unfolds to me. To cure my wounds would take a life time and then some. My only wish Is to give some one else my same wounds to better their understanding of what true misery is."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 9:32 am
HAving nothing to truly do, Heidi just sat on top of a roof looking at every person who walked by. noticing tristan and saline, she nods in acnologment, even tho they probobly didnt see her. scanning the streets looking at people who would be fun to mess up she noticed a really tall man...he looks normal, but way to strong probobly. maybe a weeker person to trick. but Heidi kept an eye on him just in case she changed her mind
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 8:47 pm
Tristan sits on the steps wondering what this new scent was. It wasn't animal, and it wasn't human. Or at least it didn't smell of either. Tristan notices that Heidi is around somewhere and decides to send Galahad out to watch her. Her playful personality could cause some trouble if it came to the wrong person. Tristan's hand rests on Isolde, just in case. He doesn't like the new scent.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 12:01 pm
After awhile the young man came back and handed her a copy of the office hours. He also handed her a list of services they provided. When Saline looked at the schedule she noticed the office became an emergency clinic after 7:00 P.M. She smiled, "This is comforting." She shook the mans hand and asked, "Is it possible to talk to the doctor?" The young man replied, "he is very busy I'm sorry. Would you like to make an appointment?" Saline frowned, "No, maybe some other time." She sighed and and started walking to the exit.
She emerged from the Doctor Office doors and walked down the steps to Tristan's side. The air was full of scents. Some bad, some good. She knelt and asked, "Is something wrong my friend?" She sighed again, "I'm going to have to find something to eat. It's probably best if I hunt on my own this time." She hugged her friend before jumping off the last step. "Tristan I'll meet up with you later. Try not to get too up tight?" She teased.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 9:38 pm
"Right." Tristan says as he lets his skimitar fall back into its sheath, making a slight click as it hits the bottom of the scabbard. 'Spitting irony, here I am, tense as can be and she says not to get too up tight.' He thinks to himself. "Here is my address, if you should need me. I need to get a few things before I begin for my search." Tristan says as he writes down his address on a paper and hands it to her.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 5:12 pm
Saline nods taking the paper from Tristan and tucking it in to her bra. "Thank you. When I am done I will meet up with you there." She leans over giving him a light kiss on the cheek before running off done the street. She turns, waves and continues towards her destination.
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