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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 11:44 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 12:11 pm
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|| Tries it out. ||
Slowly strolling through the forest Rika maintains her golden gaze upon the horizon, not that there was much of a horizon in a forest to begin with. As was her way, she carried her massive blade upon her shoulder. Odd seeing a woman with such a big blade, but in reality the thing was as light as a stick. Human or not the blade was special made, it was made of the lightest of all the metals, yet strong enough to withstand a full blown strike upon it. With a soft yawn Rika slowly shifts the blade and hooks it upon her back, once her hands were free she dusts her short skirt for a moment.
The forest was a quiet place, the only sounds you could hear for a long distance was that of the soft songs coming from the birds high in the canopy. Other than that there wasn't much sound, but the odd thing was this. As Rika stood there in the shade of the canopy above the realization hit her, there wasn't ay chirping or any natural sounds coming from the tree's above. With a soft grunt Rika lifts her gaze to the tree's above, having heels she didn't have much choice when it came to moving up the tree like she was thinking. "Damn it." Was all that escaped her tanned lips, lowering her gaze once more Rika shrugs it off and continues on her way, she wouldn't let the silence get to her.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 1:01 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 1:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 1:35 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 2:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 2:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 2:30 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 2:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 2:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 3:03 pm
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Charlotte had been walking around the forest for hours. She was bored. She tried five times this morning to take of her collar, but was never successful. She's never been successful. Charlotte fluttered her brilliant wings. They shined and sparkled in the light. Although she was part butterfly, her wings were not to scale as of a regular butterfly. As most butterfly's wings are bigger than their body, hers were considerably smaller, causing her to fly just a few feet off the ground for a short amount of time.
Charlotte looked ahead of the vast land. It was the only spot were no trees would interfere. She took off running. She ran, as fast as she can, fluttering her wings at the same time. Finally, she jumped, straining to wings to increase her altitude. In no time, she was in the air, her wings a blur in the sky. She looked down. It wasn't too far off the ground, but high enough to give Charlotte her little bit of freedom. She flew forward, her wings becoming more tired every minute, but she kept going. Finally, her wings couldn't handle it anymore and just gave up on her. She fell from the sky and on the ground next to an angel...no demon...well, let's just call him an demon angel. She looked up, still laying on the ground. "Heh heh," she laughed. "Hello," she said, somewhat embarrassed to have fallen from the sky in front of the boy.
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 3:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 3:08 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 3:12 pm
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