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May 25, 2011 13:40:25 GMT -8
Post by Brianna Ravenquist on May 25, 2011 13:40:25 GMT -8
"Aww...I think you're cute too!" Brianna replied.
Deimos and Phobos smiled as the incline started, "Young love, is there anything better?"
Tristan gagged, "Typical". His eyes, however, betrayed jealousy.
Brianna helped Brandon up the hill, and was the first to reach the nest. "Hey look! There's four dragon babies. One for each of us! The mother can just make more anyway". She picked out the largest one, which glared at her and flapped its wings. Fire issued from its mouth.
"Here goes nothing!" Brianna aimed an arrow, but the dragon took off and she missed. The dragon ducked down and bit into her flesh, taking a bit out of it. She tried to stab an arrow into it, but to no avail. The force of the dragon flying away was enough to bowl her over and send her tumbling.
((Passive aggressive, aren't we, Prime?))
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May 25, 2011 13:44:44 GMT -8
Post by Prime Spinosaur on May 25, 2011 13:44:44 GMT -8
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May 25, 2011 13:46:04 GMT -8
Post by Darth Pichu on May 25, 2011 13:46:04 GMT -8
((what'd I do? D= I dun get a reply?))
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May 25, 2011 13:53:28 GMT -8
Post by Prime Spinosaur on May 25, 2011 13:53:28 GMT -8
((Not you...the above post...uhm...Brianna...dakotajohn...er..you might wanna see the OOC. I'll try and post soon.))
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May 25, 2011 14:00:28 GMT -8
Post by Brianna Ravenquist on May 25, 2011 14:00:28 GMT -8
((The post's edited *grumble*))
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May 25, 2011 14:03:13 GMT -8
Post by samedi on May 25, 2011 14:03:13 GMT -8
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May 25, 2011 14:04:03 GMT -8
Post by Brianna Ravenquist on May 25, 2011 14:04:03 GMT -8
((Look, I've been having a rough time, okay?))
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May 25, 2011 14:06:03 GMT -8
Post by Brandon Skyblade on May 25, 2011 14:06:03 GMT -8
Brianna looked over at Tristan, a bit concerned. "What's with that face? Their crush a bit too...what's the word...pronounced? I dunno, might be that. But hey, if it annoys you, don't focus on it. Quite honestly, I'm proud for my brother! Not sure why you wouldn't be for your sister, though." She said before witnessing Brianna take on the dragon. She leapt to protect her once she was knocked down. "Oh no, you don't have dibs on the new friend, buddy!" She said, bringing her sword down on the dragon. The sword barely made a dent in the beast, however. "Good lord, how thick is that hide? It's a BABY for goodness sake!" "Sis, back off! We'll do it together!" Brandon cried, helping the other Brianna up. "Together with you, right?"
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May 25, 2011 14:06:19 GMT -8
Post by Prime Spinosaur on May 25, 2011 14:06:19 GMT -8
((I'm not trying to be mean, I'm just saying....))
Three hundred feet away, Villulv paused. Suddenly, all of his emotions, all of his inner turmoil was gone. He was confused how his feelings could change so quickly, but at the same time, he didn't really care.
Was it that music he heard? It was coming from that clearing where the two boys were.
He walked back there, almost captivated by the music. He stood there, within the view of the boy playing his song, listening too the music.
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May 25, 2011 14:33:55 GMT -8
Post by Brianna Ravenquist on May 25, 2011 14:33:55 GMT -8
((Eh, it's alright...did look silly in retrospect killing a dragon that quickly/without much of a fight...even though it was a baby))
The other dragons stirred in the nest and began breathing fire as well, and swooping for the children.
"Gah! They're gonna kill us!" Tristan cried out. He turned tail and ran.
It dawned on Brianna, "We can use the fire! Dousing the weapons in the dragon's fire, it should burn through their hides!" She aimed an arrow, and fired into one of the dragons as it spit fire near her. The arrow sailed through the fire and into the dragon's belly, which made it screech.
Deimos gave her several more arrows, one after the other. Brianna fired them, one by one. Some missed, others hit. The first few hit the wings of two of the passing dragons. Those two landed, no longer able to fly. The last few sunk into the back of the first dragon. Brianna heated her dagger upon the fires of the dragon's breaths, and took upon the one that was now reeling from blood loss as the arrows lodged in its back. She repeatedly stabbed into the baby dragon's throat and eventually brought it down.
Suddenly, a roar was heard from afar and the nest became shrouded in darkness as the mother dragon came in. She was as big as a modern-day jet, but deadlier.
Brianna grabbed her kill with the help of Deimos, and shouted to Brandon and the other Brianna. "RUN! NOW! THAT'S THE MOTHER DRAGON!"
((Brianna has actually been hunting since the day she could stand, as she had said previous)).
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May 25, 2011 16:37:32 GMT -8
Post by Brandon Skyblade on May 25, 2011 16:37:32 GMT -8
Once they saw the size o the mother, the twins took off in a hurry, with Brandon dragging the other Brianna along. ((Imagine cartoon sound effects for the takeoff. XD)) "GOOD THING THAT THING'S JUST A DRAGON AND NOT A TIGREX OR SOMETHING, OR WE'D BE DEAD BEFORE IT TOUCHED DOWN!" Brianna shouted as she ran.
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May 25, 2011 16:45:24 GMT -8
Post by Brianna Ravenquist on May 25, 2011 16:45:24 GMT -8
Brianna gripped Brandon's hand and the neck of the baby dragon and ran towards the town. The mother dragon flew above them, waiting to strike. Deimos readied a cloaking spell and threw it over him and his companions, then pushed everyone into the bushes. Brianna was on top of Brandon, and stared into his eyes. She gave into the urge to kiss him, and she did so deeply, her heart still pounding. The dead baby dragon's blood stained her face and clothes.
"To answer your question", Tristan said to the other Brianna, "I can't be happy for someone when I don't know what the feeling of love is like".
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May 25, 2011 17:04:27 GMT -8
Post by Brandon Skyblade on May 25, 2011 17:04:27 GMT -8
"Man...that was crazy...are you ok-" Brandon said, cut off by Brianna's kiss. He flailed around for a few seconds before giving in to it and started to kiss the girl back. "Whew...least we-BRANDON SKYBLADE, you sly little devil!" Brianna shouted, grinning at her brother. He ignored his sister and kept kissing, being unable to pull away since his head was already on the ground. He gave a light push to Brianna when he wanted to stop, his face beet red the whole time. "Wh-whoa...did...that...just happen?"
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May 25, 2011 17:22:25 GMT -8
Post by Brianna Ravenquist on May 25, 2011 17:22:25 GMT -8
Brianna blinked as she rolled off, "It did...and it was wonderful...". She laid her head upon Brandon's chest, "Your heart is going pretty fast".
"Whoa, we've heard of the Skyblades. Long ago, one of your ancestors helped train our tribe's army, and developed the Skyblade formation, an inverted Pyrrhic phalanx designed to trap the enemy and circle them", Deimos grinned.
"Shut it", Phobos snapped.
The dragon finally gave up, and turned back. Deimos gave the signal, and the cloaking spell was taken off. Brianna then dragged her new love back to his town. Deimos, Phobos, and Tristan followed.
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May 25, 2011 18:59:48 GMT -8
Post by Brandon Skyblade on May 25, 2011 18:59:48 GMT -8
"U-uh...yeah...it was...wow..." Brandon said, getting up. "Man, a baby dragon killed and a girlfriend gotten all in...what, an hour? You're on a roll, bro!" Brianna said.
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May 25, 2011 19:02:34 GMT -8
Post by Brianna Ravenquist on May 25, 2011 19:02:34 GMT -8
Brianna looked around, "This is way better than my village. Where's your home?"
Deimos was already digging into the dead dragon, eating its entrails.
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May 25, 2011 19:35:26 GMT -8
Post by Darth Pichu on May 25, 2011 19:35:26 GMT -8
Sergei's finger nearly slipped. He realized after a second that someone was watching. That boy from before. He looked up, staring at him for a second, but he didn't stop playing. He couldn't stop the music, not once it had started. It had to go on or else the thought would die, and Sergei couldn't stand the thought of a lost song.
He went on, plucking out his melodies and letting the serene calm fill the area. He was surprised in a way. He hadn't expected the boy to care one bit about his music, much less be inclined to come back and listen to it. Perhaps music COULD calm the savage beast. Or perhaps the savage really wasn't as savage as Sergei had originally thought.
He shook of the thought. Now THAT was silly.
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May 25, 2011 20:18:21 GMT -8
Post by samedi on May 25, 2011 20:18:21 GMT -8
thoroughly bemused, Ejin slowly bent down to pick up his small bag of loot, fighting to keep the tension in his body at optimal levels. No tension at all meant that he wouldn't be alert enough if things went sour. Nevertheless the boy sat down cautiously, watching the two other boys closely.
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May 25, 2011 20:35:01 GMT -8
Post by Darth Pichu on May 25, 2011 20:35:01 GMT -8
Sergei glanced up once again as he continued his song. Another boy had joined the first and the two were sitting, listening to him. He practically had an audience! Sergei had never really played for people before, people that weren't himself or anyone who happened to pass him in the streets. They seemed to like it. That made him smile. It also made him nervous. What if he hit a sour note, a sour chord. What if he did something wrong. Would they hate him if he stopped playing? Would things go back to the way they'd been? He had to keep the song going, he couldn't break the spell. His hands shook a little. He was nervous, afraid of playing a wrong note.
But the music relaxed him. There were no wrong notes, he realized, and his fingers suddenly knew where to go again. He smiled a little bit, and just went on playing.
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May 26, 2011 9:55:44 GMT -8
Post by Prime Spinosaur on May 26, 2011 9:55:44 GMT -8
"How is it that a tune can calm my mind," said Villulv, "are you that good of a flute player?"
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May 26, 2011 10:10:56 GMT -8
Post by Darth Pichu on May 26, 2011 10:10:56 GMT -8
Sergei looked up at the wild boy, frowning a little. He didn't stop playing.
"It isn't a flute. He's a lute and his name is Peter." he said, a confident note in his voice. He shrugged as he plucked out a chord change, modulating into another key, "Music has always made me feel better. I've never played for anyone before, so I don't know how other people react to it. It talks to me. We're friends."
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May 26, 2011 10:19:11 GMT -8
Post by Brianna Ravenquist on May 26, 2011 10:19:11 GMT -8
Thomasson padded out from his hiding spot, seemingly entranced by the tune. "That haunting melody...", was all he could get out before the irises of his eyes became darker and darker. Suddenly he belted out a howl to match the rhythm. A long, varying howl.
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May 26, 2011 10:22:35 GMT -8
Post by Prime Spinosaur on May 26, 2011 10:22:35 GMT -8
Villulv felt the music wash over him, feeling calm and relaxed.
Then everything came crashing down.
Everything came back to him, the loneliness, the guilt. All came pouring back into him. And while Villulv felt calm and happy, he knew he shouldn't. He looked down with his now returned yellow-green eyes and then up before saying.
"I am not welcome here." He walked away, back into the forest, hefore he left he said, "you should play for your people. I'm sure they would appreciate that."
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May 26, 2011 10:28:36 GMT -8
Post by Darth Pichu on May 26, 2011 10:28:36 GMT -8
Sergei stopped playing abruptly. Something was howling.. like an animal. Throwing him out of his trance. He shook his head, standing up.
"I don't have any people." he called after him, "I'm just a bastard. Some minister's little house slave. They say it clouds my mind, makes my work sloppy. I say they can burn in the devil's fire for all I care." he looked away, "So far as I know, I'm not welcome either."
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May 26, 2011 10:34:49 GMT -8
Post by Prime Spinosaur on May 26, 2011 10:34:49 GMT -8
That stopped Villulv right in his tracks. He was long in deep thought. The boy was not banished like him, but his people, his own father treated him like he was. Further more...he was lonely.
There was no one. No one for him to talk to, no one but himself to share his pain. No one else. But this boy...he felt a kinsmen ship with the boy...
"Then know that you are welcome amongst my company, if ever you need or desire it," said Villulv, before he continued walking.
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May 26, 2011 10:45:34 GMT -8
Post by Brianna Ravenquist on May 26, 2011 10:45:34 GMT -8
The music stopped, as did Thomasson's howls. They seemed to stop as the music did. Somehow, his howls were coaxed out by that tune. Now that it stopped, nothing was coaxing them anymore. He dashed out, by now his eyes were coal black. He set his vision on the boy with the lute, scanning him over.
"What is that thing?" Thomasson's voice was slow and deliberate, "Its cries haunt me".
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May 26, 2011 11:37:05 GMT -8
Post by Darth Pichu on May 26, 2011 11:37:05 GMT -8
"I will." Sergei nodded, a shadow of a smile crossing his face, though, it was no more than just a shadow. He didn't smile much for a boy his age. He sat back down, beginning to play his lute again.
"Father wouldn't like me wandering off." he said, "I don't have much place to go for right now, nor any dinner to look forward to, but he'll want me back in the morning. If I'm not, he'll probably beat me, and I still won't get any food. Wandering is a sign of a befowled mind, after all.
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May 26, 2011 14:46:33 GMT -8
Post by samedi on May 26, 2011 14:46:33 GMT -8
Ejin got to his feet quickly deciding it was time to leave. Head bowed, the boy bumped into the third arrival, hand darting into the boys pockets quickly before the street mouse apologized and stepped past the older boy.
((lol pickpocket))
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May 26, 2011 15:29:39 GMT -8
Post by Darth Sariah on May 26, 2011 15:29:39 GMT -8
‘Slaaf’, she thought, That’s all I am.
Allison walked down the streets of Sariah with a bag of coins in her hand that she hid under her cloak. “Be back by sundown or there will be consequences!” The nasally voice of Lady Ronnes rang in her ears. Unfortunately for her mistress Allison had no intention of going back to the Ronnes estate after her trip to the market. She would buy her food with the money she was trusted with… and run.
After all why should she go back? Four years of living in dingy slave quarters. Four years of insults for being a ‘barbarian Nord girl’. Four years of back lashes because she was too tired to work but was made to anyways. Four years of feeling the scar on her hand made by red hot metal that reminded everyone who she belonged to. Not every dark yellow coin in the Ronnes’ seemingly endless vault could make her want that again.
She walked up to the store counter where the fat clerk eyed her seemingly annoyed. “Can I help you young lady?”
“Yes, I want these.” She said handing him the list.
“Just wait here.” He said with a sigh, relieved that this one wasn’t here to just eyeball his sweets like the other kids who came through.
Once the clerk came back with a small sack full of foods she paid with the bag of coins and left promptly. “The easy part is done. Now I have to get out of the city.” She said to herself as she moved toward the gates of Sariah.
The city gates were imposing to the girl, quite the marvel as she had barely seen anything outside of her owner’s estate. Large, wood and steel… No, she couldn’t be distracted by that. As great as it seems she had more important matters like a guard walking up to her, wondering what a young girl would be doing try to go outside the gates at this time in the evening and especially without parents.
“Are you lost?” The curious guard asked.
“No. I was- sent.” She said as she struggled to think of a lie.
“To do what?”
“To- to go get herbs for my lady. She is sick and she needs them.” Allison finally managed to say.
“It’s dangerous for a young girl to be outside the walls at this h- Wait, did you say ‘my lady’?” The guard asked, finally noticing something different about the girl. She wasn’t in normal clothes. Not even dressed appropriately for Sariah’s poor district. A slave‘s shirt and pants. “Who do you belong to? Show me your hands!” He demanded.
Allison held out her hands palms up. The guard inspected the distinctive ‘R’ on her left hand. “The Ronnes?”
“Yes.”
The Ronnes. That’s just great. My captain will kill me if I let a nobles slave go through the gates unattended. Now I have to baby-sit a damn barbarian girl. This day gets better and better. “Walk with me. We’ll get your herbs and be back before the gate closes.”
Allison walked to her supposed destination with the guard looking for anything that looked like herbs to make it appear like she was telling the truth. Finally she came across some unique plants that stood out from the grass and decided that this was good as any. She bent down and used her hands to dig around and uproot the plants. Unfortunately for her, time was shorter than she thought.
“They’re just about to close the gates. Come here! Finish this tomorrow.” The young guard demanded.
Allison continued digging, hoping for something to help her. The guard was never part of her plan but she had to improvise or else it was back to everything she dreaded. It was at this time she came across a sharp rock in the soil.
“I’m not going to lose my job over this!” The guard mumbled and he bent down to pick Allison up to carry her to the castle. Allison swung around with the rock in her hand and hit him hard.
And she ran.
Ran in any direction. Anywhere that was away from Sariah.
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May 26, 2011 15:41:49 GMT -8
Post by Prime Spinosaur on May 26, 2011 15:41:49 GMT -8
Villulv continued away, he was making his way up hill again, after lowering from his mountain home with the tribe. Villulv remembered stories of how the mountain region was shaped like a crescent moon, giving it's name the Crescent Mountains, he was hoping to go too the western edge of those mountains, and possibly set up a home there. He looked and noticed out a couple of miles, down hill, he could see a large city with high walls and a gate.
He was getting too close too their encampments. They didn't take too kindly too his kind around these parts, he needed to get to that other side of the mountains.
((Yes, Villulv has traveled close too Sariah.))
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