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 Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 4:33 pm
*Crim nodded, obviously kicking herself mentally for her stupid and hopeless response. Was she trying to see how much of a dumbass she could make herself look?
Eventually, Crim came to a room on the second floor that she knew to be empty and opened the door*
Here you go. There's a bathroom complete with a shower, toilet, and sink in there connected with your room...And sorry...if I was acting too much like a b***h earlier...
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 4:41 pm
"It's fine. I've never been a situation such as this, but I can understand you'd want to protect him. I commend you on that." She stepped into the room and approached the bed, removing her bag and axe as she did so. She dumped them quickly and sloppily onto the bedtop, then turned back to Crimson.
"So where next?"
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Tika slowly returned back to the spar, not yet assuming a stance.
"My apologies for that interruption. One must see to things lest they miss something important. And Ella is an old friend of mine."
Being quite some distance away, rushing in to an attack would simply get him blocked, or counter-attacked. He chose to inch steadily closer to Maelthra, arms raised in a boxing-like arrangement.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 4:49 pm
I...I can't help but do my best to protect him...
*Crim shrugged. It still had been no excuse to be as defensive as she had been, but no matter. It was over now and she had already apologized, so there was nothing left to dwell on.
Smiling kindly, Crim turned and began to exit the room, looking over her shoulder*
Well, I suppose I could show you where the kitchen and all that fun stuff is if you'd like.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:00 pm
"Please do!" Ella said happily, trudging out of her new room.
"When you travel alone for as long as I have, you gradually start to learn valuable cooking skills. I dare say I could whip up a veritable feast for anyone who wished it."
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:09 pm
*Crim nodded and made her way downstairs, pointing out the common, game room, dining room, and kitchen accordingly. When she came to the underground portion of the mansion, however, she began searching her pockets and then began cursing under her breath*
Goddammit...I don't have my ******** ID back yet..
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:11 pm
*Mark nodded to Mika, agreeing with her about there having been nothing to do. He was yet clueless to any new things around the Mansion, having only ever visited the roof, rooms and kitchen along with the common room. He crossed his arms, feeling a bit of boredom. He slipped off the edge of the roof, dragging his sword with him. He caught sight of Crim's wings, but felt he didn't want to pay much attention of what was going or what had happened. Mark made a bit of a careless land, but managed to remain on his feet. He decided to wander the grounds, wanting to explore most of what he had access to. Trying to remember where that Game room was, thinking he should visit it sometime later.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:11 pm
She simply nodded.
"No bother miss. I'm sure Tika could show me another time. But if I were you I'd assult him about a new ID now, he's most likely forgotten. At least, his memory used to be awful."
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:14 pm
*Crim grunted an affirmation*
Yea, he seems to still have a bad memory. Told me he'd get me a new card weeks ago.
*sighing, she turned to face Ella with an apologetic grin*
Sorry about that, but I'll ask him once he's done with his business with the new recruit.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:18 pm
Walking forwards at Oxy, He lunged trying to tackle him to the ground.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:24 pm
Ella laughed a little. Tika hadn't changed a bit, and it was good to be around him. The mood swings and often violent behaviour became annoying once he got to know you, but he was a nice guy all around, and would kill anyone who denied that. Then he would kill their family, their friends, and the families of their friends, and continue until the rest of the population was dead.
Yep, he was a nice guy.
"Shall we go and watch him? If he hasn't changed, I'd guess he chose no weapons and no powers, yes? Always entertaining to watch him without those, he's rather bad..."
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Caught unawares by the tackle, he plunged backwards, scrabbling to get a hold of Maelthra as his back hit the roof hard. Years of fighting had taught him to breathe carefully while in a position like this, so he retained his breath, rather than it being knocked from him.
He repeatedly brought his clasped fists down hard on Maelthra's back, attempting to wind him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:26 pm
Breathing between the hits as best he could, he straddled Oxy went to try and put him in a choke hold, his forearm across his collarbone.
[W00t, go short posts!]
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:29 pm
*Crim shrugged before heading back up to the roof*
Might as well. I haven't got much better to do, so why not?
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:33 pm
*Mark shook his right leg slightly, swearing under his breath. He winced at the light pain from the bad land. He shook his head, and made the tour around the outside grounds of the mansion. Passing by the garage, he made his way back to the mansion. Reaching the front entrance, he opened the door and slipped in. Taking slow steps to the stairs, to leave his sword in his room. He sighed at the slight headache forming in his head.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:36 pm
*She sighed lightly see Mark suddenly leave off the roof. She got up and started pacing back and forth on the roof.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:39 pm
A small telekinetic blast was emitted between Tika and Maelthra. It suceeded in winding it's creator, and would most likely throw Maelthra a tiny distance backwards, just enough for Tika to stand.
"Phew. Ok. That's enough. You are a highly adept fighter, I appreciate that."
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