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 Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 10:39 pm
Seifer slid off the horse tumbling to the side. He slowly stood up, but only partially and rather unstable. "I'm... fairly confident I can walk." He staggered a bit waywardly before gaining some forward direction. He made his way to the stable door and leaned against it.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 4:26 pm
Violet reached the tavern wearily. It had been a long day and all she wanted was to sleep. As she walked into the building she went up to the bar asking for a room. The bartender handed her the key and she trudged up the stairs. Once she was inside her room she changed her clothes and quickly sank into the mattress having the dreams that she usually had. The ones that once scared her in her childhood, but now she welcomed them warmly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 8:01 pm
Tyane left the horse with a helpful stable hand, and followed Seifer, watching him as he stumbled towards the door.
I should have just left him there when he told me to. Duke Faldain could have organized a rescue for him. I'm just a peasant; I have no business helping nobles.
Despite that, she caught up, and took his arm, draping it over her shoulder for support. She circled one arm around his chest, supporting him again that way.
"Come on. Let's go inside."
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 3:15 am
Cecil walks into the tavern and asks the bartender for a drink, and then decides to sit down in a far corner to see if he can figure things out. He later becomes intoxicated, and decides to rest himself from his long journey to this place.
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 10:53 am
"Allright... I'd hate to seem ungrateful, I really do hate my current predicament though." Seifer took shaky steps but with more confidence with Tyane's help. As they approached the doors, that last bit of memory unraveled. I knew I recognized that name. But... didn't the McCoys all die when their farm burned down five years ago? I heard no one survived. Could this girl be a ghost? He shook his head perishing the thought. Could just be a distant cousin or a coincidental name.
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 12:56 pm
"Ugghh.." Cecil slowly wakes up and realizes that he fell asleep in a chair near the door and notices a few people entering the tavern, one at a limp while the other was supporting them. "What happened?!" shouted Cecil. "Is he all right?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 1:09 pm
Violet awoke after awhile. She felt more refreshed than she had in a long time. She stretched her arms and legs before shifting her body so her feet dangled off the side of the bed. She sat up right looking around the room coming to realize where indeed she was. "Oh yeah... i came here didn't i?" she pushed herself up off the bed and walked over to the window looking outside. The sun was straight up, so it had to be somewhere around noon. "I should probably get going." she said to herself picking up her various items that lay on the floor. She changed her clothes throwing on her cloak and quickly left the room walking back towards the bar to return the key.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 7:37 pm
"I hate your current predicament as much as you do, believe me. But now that I've started the process of saving your life, I might as well finish it." Tyane's words were short and clipped, as if she was holding back a great deal of anger.
Which she was. It was quite annoying to be taking care of a noble, especially one as...well, snobbish and ungrateful as this one.
Despite all this, she showed a smiling face to Cecil. "Oh, he's all right. He might take a while to recover, though."
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 4:29 am
"Okay... if you say so.." Cecil was still a bit puzzled, but decided it was better to just accept the simple answer, instead of asking questions.
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 7:13 am
When Violet reached the bar she sat the key down on the counter. The bartender just simply grabbed it and threw it back into the basket where all the others were held. She turned towards the crowd of people near the entrance. One of them seemed terribly injured, from what she couldn't tell. "Is he okay?" she asked not making any move towards the people. She could feel a strong sense of fire emitting from the group, and wasn't sure who it was.
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 1:13 pm
Seifer put a hand over his forehead as he began hearing unfamiliar voices in the tavern. He felt his embarrassment swell in being a cripple, as that subsided he realized these people may not know what happened to Hell on Earth. He turned his head up to the direction of the man's voice that he had heard, and spoke up. "You sir, are you of military rank?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 5:39 am
As Cecil heard the question of his military rank, he thought Should I really tell this stranger, or should I keep hidden? "Why... Yes I am.. Are you?" Cecil finally answered.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 8:33 am
When Violet heard the question she immediately stiffened. 'Who is this guy, why would he ask a question like that? Could he be...' She then heard the response to the question. 'Okay so i have a least one person here who is of high military rank. I should probably tell him of the alliance then....'
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 10:59 am
Hmm... He took his time responding to that one. Spies aren't that reluctant so... He shook his head. "I may be a mess but I am Duke Seifer Drathir, and Captain of Squad 24. I need you to go to the base in town and inform them that hell on earth has been lost. Someone should probably inform Duke Faldain if he's still active. I heard his health was rapidly deteriorating as of late though. Should probably inform his son." Seifer slowly made his way to standing up straight. There was a faint cracking noise as he adjusted his back. He was feeling a lot better but his eyesight was still gone.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 1:32 pm
Cecil felt a short burst of relief as he heard the man speak. "Ahh nice to meet you Duke Drathir. I am prince Cecil Fellheart, I have arrived to this place not long ago. It's a shame to hear that Duke Faldain is gravely injured. I will pack the few things I have and will head on my way. Hope you feel better."
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