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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 7:52 pm
((... Ke-poke... Cause I really wanted to say it.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 2:53 pm
Mika didn't really want to be here. She was strong in her beliefs but didn't want a war to start. She just wanted the sprites to understand what she believed. She didn't mind there opinions she just didn't agree with them. "Hi. So how has it been going?" Mika decided to start a conversation because she still wanted the sprites to be her friends. They had different opinnions- so what - they could still be friends, right?
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 10:08 am
Nakel focused on her music- it was one of the few things that woke the forest for any period of time, and she would never say so, but it was weakening. She had noticed it as the war against the shadows stretched on: her magic was failing the woods. She could only wake them for brief periods of time, a blink in the eyes of a sprite. She hadn't even told Pwei about her failing spells. The thought that she couldn't wake her woods stung like a tainted bee. And the thought of being told to sit aside and watch her world die hurt even more.
And so she played, hoping that maybe this time, the sounds would last a little longer. Would sing for just a little more time than a breath of wind or a falling leaf.
((.... Kiku and Shwah ran away... *look of doom*))
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 11:36 am
Kiku eyed the little sprite as she played. Shrugging she pulled out her own small wooden flute and placed it to her lips. She played a soft harmony under the sprites tune. Closing her eyes while she played she listened for the reply from the forest.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 12:30 pm
Name:: Setsuna Age:: 17 Race:: Angel Appearance::  Personality:: sarcastic and feisty. He hates being told what to do. Weapon:: slate yo-yo Powers:: has the ability to teleport and can channel his energy into his attacks Other:: He's a rebel prince, though nobody knows that. Ran into Kikuka and believes she put a spell on him to be her slave, even though she would never do that. He does what Kikuka asks him, but hates it even though he doesn't have to. Setsuna doesn't trust anyone.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 12:47 pm
Setsuna appeared near Sky, scowling. His "master" hadn't woken him. "What's your bidding today?" He asked with a sneer. He truly believed she'd put him under a curse and that he had to obey her every whim. Flitting, his wings slightly opened.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 12:57 pm
Kiku ignored Setsuna's sneer and continued her playing. When she finished she rose and walked off with a nod to the sprite. She continued to ignore Setsuna. She hadent imprisoned or cursed her. Setsunas belief she had kept him bound. "I have no bidding today." She said not looking at him but continued her quiet floating through the forest. She pulled out her flute again and played as she walked. The reply of the forset was quiet, not strong like it had been mearly a year ago.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 1:02 pm
Slightly annoyed, Setsuna followed. Hot-headed as he was, he enjoyed the calm music. It was being ignored that he didn't appreciate. "You're telling me you needn't anything done?" He questioned with a smirk, wings expanding as he stretched his arms and folded them behind his head and he tagged along behind Sky.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 1:15 pm
((haha, sweatdrop ive been getting my charas confused...))
Sky continued playing as she walked. She stopped and sighed putting the flute away. "No, i have nothing for you to do today." Sky replied. "Go find something you want to do." She said and looked up at a tall tree. 'This will do.' She thought and floated up into the strong branches. There she closed her eyes and meditated listening.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 1:30 pm
Setsuna watched her ascend into the tree and frowned. He waited till she was half asleep before teleporting up to stand on the branch before her. "You know what I want!" He snapped, wings spreading as far as they could with the bounds around them. "Free."
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 3:05 pm
"Free is it?" Sky responed still deep in meditation. "Then so be it." So simple, but, so hard to understand. Sky said nothing more but sank back into her deeper self and listened to the calls of the dying forest.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 3:52 pm
name: kitty
race just look at my web its on my sig
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 3:54 pm
((please post it all. Its easier for most of us. Please and thank you.))
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 10:42 pm
Pwei Pwai had walked for the longest time in the woods. He had a peculiar fondness for a single tree, he would come out often to see it. The surrounding area was beautiful and peaceful. But there was something different today. He leapt up to the branch and plucked a leaf. It was more brittle then a leaf should be. The land was dying and this is what brings Pwei Pwai to act against the Saviors.
Mortals who dont care for their own planet are expected to save theirs. They are merely wasting time. Infact, why wait for the others to gather. This is a war against evil. seconds count. He headed back to the meeting area.
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2005 3:09 pm
Nakel scrambled up a tree after showing Kikuka to Namai's cookies, some how managing to keep the skirt of her dress perfectly decent. She continued to play her ocarina, letting the notes drift towards calming until slowly the sound faded away. It was the way she prefered to end her playing, letting sleep close slowly upon the forest, rather than crash down in a sudden wave of shadows.
The last notes drifted away as Pwei Pwai entered the clearing. Nakel waited until he was in range to drop down behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Did I scare you off with my music?" She inquired, smiling broadly, all sunny seven-year old. There was no hint of her troubles in her voice or manner. No hint that something bothered her deeply.
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