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 Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:21 pm
OKAY!!! So Ookie and I got bored. And since things are still slow, we're going to be working in this. We ask that no one but us post here. Please? I'll heart you forever...
Anyway, this is basically taking place in the "present." So, anything that's happened so far in the rp is still true here.
One with the game!!
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:25 pm
A cloaked man walked through the sans of Ishbal, a gloved hand holding a white hankerchif to his mouth. He wore the cloak here, despite the heat, because of the locals saw him, he was as good as dead. He was looking for one person: Ookami Kurayami.
He looked around while in the middle of a local market, looking lost. He had been here before, hadden't he? Was he walking around in circles? This is why I hate coming to Ishbal... he thought, having to take a seat to keep himself from coughing up more blood into the cloth. I always get lost...
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:32 pm
"Are you lost, child?" Asked an elderly Ishbalan man standing nearby. "I noticed you pass by quite a few times. Perhaps I could help you find whatever it is you're looking for." The man offered a friendly, yet all too familiar smile.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:34 pm
"Ah... Y... Yes...." He studdered a bit, holding the hood of his cloak so that the man couldn't see the top portion of his face. "I'm looking for Ookami Kurayami... I'm a patient of his..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:38 pm
"Ah, yes..." The man said, scratching his scalp. "Big guy, hair like a porcupine?" He asked, leaning forward.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:40 pm
"Yes-" The cloaked man got out before he was hit with a series of harsh coughs, a red spot appearing on his white gloves. He paused to catch his breath before speaking again. "Do you know where he's at?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:43 pm
The man didn't flinch at the coughing, but once he had finished he looked pensive. "Hmm... nope, never heard of him. Good luck to you." And as he finished he turned on his heel and limped away between a few tents nearby, moving a bit faster than his appearance suggested possible.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:45 pm
"Wait!!" He called out to the man, having to follow him to get his attention. "I said wait!!" He couldn't help but follow the man into the tent.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:50 pm
"You have got to be the easiest person to manipulate that I have ever met." Said an unmistakably familiar voice from behind a curtain farther back in the tent. Ookami Kurayami stepped out, still holding on to the walking stick the old man had carried. "You're just lucky it was me and not some vicious criminal."
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:52 pm
The cloaked man let off a soft sigh, pulling off the hood. Trin tried to offer Ookami a smile, but only succeeded in coughing more. "Yea... You need to stop tricking me..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:58 pm
"Ah, but asking me to do so would be like asking a bird not to fly, a fish not to swim, an idiot not to be beaten in the head with a club. So easy to do, and yet so hard to resist." He lifted the stick and pushed it against Trinity's shoulder, knocking him off his feet and into a chair. He seated himself and waited.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 7:04 pm
"You know..." He got out after the coughs, looking up at Ookami. "I don't like this having to come here everymonth to get realchemictised.... It makes me feel unreal..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 7:07 pm
"Well if you'd rather feel dead, I could always just stop seeing you." He reached over to the table and poured himself a cup of tea, imported from Xing. "Would that make you feel better?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 7:10 pm
"Not really..." He sighed softly, pulling the cloth away to look at all the blood splatter. "..... It's been getting worse, lately....."
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 7:13 pm
"Well what do you expect, when you show up a week and a half after the day I told you?" He asked, looking a bit irritated. "I don't just make these things up out of the blue, you know."
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