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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 12:56 pm
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rubidrake2 "I would rather not make trouble," she replied, just as cold, to Fire, "but you seem to provoke it. I simply repeated what I stated earlier, and made my veiws known. You don't have to agree. I supplied my knowledge to support my veiws and experience, so you do not have to be so justificative about everything. Perhaps you are wrong about somethings. No one will see you any differently if for once you could defer."
She turned stiffly to Neo. "Being a time lord is nothing to be ashamed of. From what I've heard, they are quite a noble race." "When did you hear that? I am not ashamed, depressed that they were all heartlessly hunted down through time and murdered but not ashamed." Neo suddenly smiled looking up and staring directly at Topaz wondering who had told her about his race and when. "They brought it upon themselves. It was their job to make sure that no other race tried to manipulate time in the way they did as they felt that no other could stop or understand their actions. It was their nobility that brought their downfall. And now i am the last one left, exiled here for a petty crime. Its one of those bad good luck things. I survived murder but now i am alone forever." He didn't seem upset by the fate of his race. They still exist in a place you can't reach them. A familiar voice pointed out. The time dragon could always hear Neo's conversations but only said something when she felt it was needed even though she thought she remembered saying that she wouldn't speak again until they found each other. "I'm not a very nice person, learn to live with it." Fire said bitterly, for some reason she was reminded of Life in the girl. Shall we go somewhere else? Tharazzi suggested, pulling gently at Fire's leg.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 12:35 pm
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"Hanging your head as though ashamed would make anyone think just that. And I'm very sorry to hear that they have been razed."
She sighed. "It would seem that my life has not been much better. But that is neither here nor there." Returning to Fire, for what she thought would be the last time, her voice manipulated from sweet remorse, to sweelty poisonous.
"I may not have many friends, but those I do I hold dearly. The same holds true for my enemies. Whichever you choose will make no difference to me. Don't think you are my only enemy, if that is what you choose to be. And by your actions this evening, I'd say you've already decided that.
She stood, stark still, with an icy vision in her red eyes. She held her stance with poise and grace, but suggested that she was one who wouldn't give up easily. She was not facing Fire directly, but her body was twisted just slighty so that Fire could not see both of her eyes.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 12:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 12:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 5:14 pm
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In Jager's unconcious state, he dreamed. He was in that same dark place that he had been in before he awoke earlier. And just like earlier, Inu-Ryu was standing there, facing him. He ran toward her again, and as expected, she didnt move, but she was getting further and further. Suddenly, she stopped, and Jager could almost touch her. Only two steps away from her, a dark shadow erupted from the ground and attacked him. After all he saw was darkness, he woke up. He saw he was in the sky, riding a familiar, white furred dragon. He turned his head and saw Valk, and then Hoshi. "Ho..Hoshi..?" He weakly spoke in a voice that was barely audible. His eyes grew heavy once again and he drifted back into unconciousness.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 7:31 pm
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rubidrake2 "Its just this thing I do. I can sense people, but only certain things. I have no control over it. Like I knew from the start that you were regenerated, but I have no idea what you are. And, Fire, I wouldn't know the element of fire, but as far as crafting goes, its better to cool the metal with air than with water. That's all I know, so don't get me wrong, you're the fire master here," she added, turning back to Fire. "I do not believe that your dragon is too fond of me." She smiled down at Tharazzi.
"Emelin," she said quietly, whilst Fire and Neo were preoccupied, "I feel some strange elvish aura coming from you. Are you sure that you don't have elvish blood?" Emelin was dazing for a few moments. Some sudden thoughts floated into her mind, then she heard her name called and she came back to her senses. She missed most of the conversation that took place and barely knew that some one else even came near. She saw a half panther walking away with another dragon and Neo standing there.
"Wha? Oh. I have no idea if I'm elvish or not, but I'm pretty sure I'm not. Never knew my parents... though I do have some elven made daggers." She brought one out and left the other where it was. She didn't like feeling weaponless and defenseless. She held the glimmering weapon in her hand and showed it to Topaz.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 7:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 9:06 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 11:48 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 2:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 5:24 pm
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Topaz beamed. Gently as she could, she lifted the blade out of Emelin's hands. She held it close to her eye, inspecting the blade. Then she looked at the edge of the blade, and then the very tip. Then she held the mantle as though she was about to thrust it. Topaz balanced the weight. "Perfect...." she muttered under her breath.
"Well, my dear Emelin, what you have here is as close to perfection as it gets. The tip of the blade is made out of dhist, the strongest elemental mineral in this world. It can even cut daimond. It cannot be broken by anything in this world.
"The blade also has inlaid dhist. And the metal was cooled after beating not with water, but with air. It is an elvish method. Water produces tiny rust molecules that cause decay on the inside. Not that there is anything wrong with that, it just won't last as long. And its folded metal, not pounded. It holds tiny air bubbles that do't weaken the blade, but make it much lighter.
"The hilt is polished silver. Obviously you've noticed the sapphires. They produce most of the counter weight. They also seem to provide a grip." Her voice trailed off. "I'm not sure how you got those, but I'd say you definitly did something to deserve them." She looked Emelin up and down, differently than she had before.
"You aren't elven. I'm sure of that now. There is someting of a divinity about you however. Do you have any idea what you are?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 6:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 6:48 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 6:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 7:06 pm
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Topaz handed both daggers back, blades gripped by her, so as not to cut Emelin.
"Thank you very much. You have some beautiful and dangerous weapons there."
She smiled. It was not full of anything really. Mostly blank. Topaz's mind was elsewhere. The craftsmanship brough back memories of her father's work. My surrogate father, she reminded herself. Her back straightened as she heard an owl hoot in the distance.
"I wonder where Vermelho could have gotten to."
.: Vermelho, come here, little one! :. .: Coming! :.
Soon, Mel trotted happily into the clearing.
.: Hello, Topaz. :. Extending a greeting to Emelin, as well, he laid down on the grass beside Topaz, about the size of a large dog.
.: She has wings! :. Catching sight of Emelin's wings, he leaped up and trotted cautiously over, and sniffed her, just as though he was a curious dog.
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