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 Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 8:32 pm
Shaken, cold, and still a bit confused, Rand took a deep steadying breath. Elias...was her friend? An experiance she never felt before?
Rand was taken back to the very recent past. An angel she didn't know, and an Elf whom hardley liked her saved her life. A large man did not run away from her company. The chair in the librabry didn't crumble to dust. Vik and Munalisk talked to her like an every day human being. And, at the begining, Malik had taken her pistol
One hand a prison, the other a sancturay. One hand a manor, the other thrust into the uncertainty of the dark, dark future. She had been manipulated, Malik had set fear and indecision in her like a hungry mutt. She swallowed. Hey snake-man, those bullets that Elias gave me, will they hurt this guy?
She didn't wait for an answer. Out load, she said "Tell Elias that i'm sorry if I lose his guns"
Rand pulled out the beautiful weapons that the large man had given her and fired, one straight for Malik's third eye, the other for his heart...if he had one.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 8:33 pm
Merelii tapped the door knob, and, certain it was safe, opened the door.
"Hey...."
she spoke softly, not wanting to set the girl off again, though understanding that it probally wasn't all her fault Relda had snapped the other day in the first place.
"uhm...hows your dad?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 8:34 pm
Odd... Cymarron never... "Hello Cymarron..." The elf looked at the angel, "Appearances are not everything." Nelphean was refering to Cymarron's and Elias' attraction to Nailah, but then again, that though had a strange quasi-prophical feel as well. "What brings you from our hallow ground?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 8:39 pm
The second she drew her guns, Malik smiled, as the women crowded around him, and two were downed.
"Manners, my sweet vessel, manners. besides, strike me down, and I'll be reborn. Cymarron already punched a hole through my chest before."
The women parted, nad he opened his shirt, showed the massive white scarring where Cymarron's fist had gone through last time.
"So shooting me, or killing me, will do you no good. I am Chosen. Like you, I can't die, at least not permenantly, by my hand or yours. and like you, I find no pleasure in most of the lives around me. and like you, I am cursed where I go as a bringer of bad luck. or death. though I will say I do mostly intended to kill, while you do it accidentally."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 8:43 pm
((sorry....that post didn't appear......gaia is doing it agian......grrrrrr))
Pheaura looked over, speak of the devil well so the saying goes. "Cymm, hello, how are you doing?" She had a feeling it wasn't good, but she had to make conversation.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 8:45 pm
"There is only one way to find out my dear." the creature laughed into the mind as he resheathed his large black Katana, an from behind he pulled out the two, .50 caliber semi-automatic pistols engraved with the symbols of the priest, and cocking them, let three bullets fly from each of the weapons aiming them straight at the b*****d Malik.
Esmeralda looked up at the woman that was talking to her, and the tears welled up in her eyes, "No he doesn't wake up, I have tried everything, but he still won't" she said as he held her tears back. "This is all my fault." she sniffled as she took her place back at her father's side.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 8:51 pm
He looked at them both, and shook his head.
"I'm afriad he's not well. someone poured a poison in his ear, and he's well..coiled in a little ball in this patchwork soul we all share. I was hoping one of you..might be able to help him. we haven't been able to talk to Nailah, and he's getting worse feeling her being upset after what that stupid idiot did to himself."
To the Angel's eyes, should she see the soul..there was a swirl about him, like hundreds or thousands. overloomed by a black figure with green eyes, and a smaller, silver figure with blue eyes that was a female.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 8:54 pm
JW put away the old book; his eyes felt like they were burning out of his face. But strangely, he had no craving for sleep. He heard strange sounds in the manor...sounds that would have locked his attention a few hundred years ago...but now he knew no care for what was going on. The strange events would soon make themselves evident without Joe's investigation.
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Sir J Wiedreich the Blind
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 8:56 pm
It was quite obvious to Rand that she wasn't going to get anywhere tonight. She wasn't going to get her pistol back either. She had thought that she would do anything for those guns, but she never realized what "anytihng" really meant.
"Fine Malik, keep Darla. I don't want to spend anymore time in this place." She looked to her snakey companion. "Let's get outa here."
The Raven turned to leave the way she had come.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 8:59 pm
(sry bout lag )
/Merelii looked at the girl, blinking.
"can I take a look at him? My....healing abilities aren't that good, but if theres something wrong, I might be able to help...."
im not half angel for nothin, i guess.
She looked at the girl curiously, tail fliking idly behind her.
"If you don't want me to thats alright i won't, but, if its okay, Id at least like to see if theres something i can do."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 9:02 pm
Malik growled, being shot several times by the serpentine being, though more slaves fell in the attempt to protect thier master. Malik gasped for air, and drew Malvolence. slumpin on his knees and using it as a crutch, whispering words lightly..which sounds more like a string of curse words than a prayer. Muscle rebuilt, and scarred over. and he coughed, hacking up blood nad bits of lung, and got himself back up.
"Okay. what part of 'I can't be killed by your hand or mine' did you not understand?"
He stumbled, colliding back on his chair. a death grip still on the blade. The dark shadows got darker, and something seemed to jerk him to his feet, and hold him up.
"My God has Chosen me. nad he will not just let me die."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 9:02 pm
The elf bit back his fist comment, he looked at the creature and narrowed his eyes. "You have no sense of the word 'I'..." The elf shook his head, that would have made a lot more sense if the elf felt like prying. Nelphean was very tired, but he refused to sleep, not when now.
"What can we do for you?" Another crude comment was held back. Losing blood certainly made Nelphean cynical, he would keep this in mind the next time that he was in danger.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 9:02 pm
Esmeralda was apprehesive about letting this strange woman touch his dad an stood in front of his bed, hissing revealing her fangs, glistening with vemon. "Don't touch my da, you women have done enough, da is strong da will wake witout your help!!!" she screamed
"Your gods can kiss my serpentine a**, ******** style="color: indigo">The serpetine assasin said as he wrapped his hands around the lady Rand,"Come let us take the express train."he laughed as he conjured a portal into Miztlan and used to reappers at the front steps of the manor.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 9:12 pm
Pheaura looked thoughtful, "I might be able to do something. I am not sure. I can always try. I mean, try contacting with his soul, but if it is lost in darkness," she turned to the elf then, "If I should get lost, I will need your help getting back. I am an angel, not a god, I can't preform miracles."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 9:14 pm
She sighed.
"I apologize for whatever my idiot Cousin did. and I am sorry you feel that way. but tell me, Little girl, how are you going to help your father if you don't know whats wrong with him? Or if you wont let anyone else help?"
she was calm in tone, exect for the little girl, which empasised only slightly.
"At least let me look. I swear by fenrir's fangs I won't do anything with out your approval. and i won't touch him any more than I abso lutely have to."
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