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by LunaSoul » Sun Feb 19, 2012 12:29 pm
~Yami Nesmrten~
Yami rolled her eyes, wanting to comment but decided otherwise. She watche dhim pull the sword from the shadows and smiled, "sure." She said, turning to face him. She murmured something under her breath and black magic came from her hands, and the ends of the bowstaff, moving across it and it shrank, turnung into a sword.
What would you do to survive? If killing was the only option to live in the world falling apart, filled with infected. To get food, weapons, gear, anything and everything, your hands would be left unclean. What would you do?
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by Placebo Effect » Sun Feb 19, 2012 12:32 pm
((Lol, this could get confusing xD))
daмιen ѕтave
~ ѕeeιng мore, нearιng мore... ιѕ тнaт really lιvιng мore? ~
Damien stood up, careful to not hit his head on the bookshelf when he did so. He wondered how long Caia had had his glasses for, and why she was behaving like Trinity would. He sighed quietly, and started to make his way across the room, following Caia's voice and holding a hand out in front of himself so he wouldn't walk into anything. Of course this didn't help much when he tripped over the folded corner of the rug, and he fell over with a hiss of pain. He hit the ground and his knees took most of the impact, sending shooting pains along his legs.
◤................................................................◥granddad, even though
you are no longer with us
physically, you'll always be
in my heart. i miss you.08 / 07 / 2013◣................................................................◢my deviantart
save the arctic
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by LunaSoul » Sun Feb 19, 2012 12:39 pm
~Yami Nesmrten~
Yami took a step back as well. "I'll admit, i havnt paid attention for the dancing, but now that I think of it, i do realize the dancing." She said, and moved into a fighting position, "Im guessing Im starting?" She asked. Not waiting for a response, she darted forward on light feet, swiping the sword up diagnally.
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by Ylva Rane » Sun Feb 19, 2012 12:41 pm
.* Caia Grey *.
Caia winced as Damien and silently sighed. Perhaps this had gone too far. It was fun to tease people, but a line had to be drawn somewhere. "Are you okay?" She asked, walking over to Damien and kneeling next to him. "Here, look at me, or at least in my direction." When he did so, Caia slipped on his glasses. "You landed pretty hard. You can still walk though, right?" If her teasing had gone too far, Caia would have to make amends somehow, which would mean she'd have to owe him something. It was bad enough that she was in his debt for saving her life twice, and if he was seriously hurt because she wouldn't give him his glasses, it would just make matters worse. Especially since she hadn't thanked him for that yet. The saving bit, that is.
.* I want to protect, so I will dirty my hands for you *.
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by LunaSoul » Sun Feb 19, 2012 12:52 pm
[color=#BF0080~Yami Nesmrten~[/color]
Yami smiled, "Of course brother." She said, twisting the sword from his and dropped, swiping her leg out towards his legs to knock them from under him.
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by Placebo Effect » Sun Feb 19, 2012 12:56 pm
daмιen ѕтave
~ ѕeeιng мore, нearιng мore... ιѕ тнaт really lιvιng мore? ~
Having no idea where everything was, and then falling over had disorientated him so much that he had no idea where exactly he was in his office anymore so he was thankful when everything swum back into focus. He pushed his glasses back slightly, to where they normally sat and mumbled sarcastically, "Yes perfectly fine... I'm going to have to stop taking these breaks, they are almost as bad as the job." He sighed quietly, shifting his weight off his knees, "I'm fine. It was just shock impact that's all."
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physically, you'll always be
in my heart. i miss you.08 / 07 / 2013◣................................................................◢my deviantart
save the arctic
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by Ylva Rane » Sun Feb 19, 2012 1:03 pm
.* Caia Grey *.
"That's good." Caia said in relief. She noticed his little burst of sarcasm, but she dismissed it immediately. That just meant the Damien everyone was used to had returned, though Caia wasn't sure if that was such a good thing anymore. That whole story about putting up a front threw her for a loop.
Caia shifted awkwardly where she sat, knowing what she had to do next. "I suppose I should apologize, so...sorry about that."
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