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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:17 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:24 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:36 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:39 pm
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"Whoa! Whoa! Proposed? Marraige? Yeesh, all I said was boyfriend, Shinobu-chan! you getting too far into this! Calm yourself." she said, patting her sister on the back, stifling a laugh. "Marraige... ahaha... goodness, Aoki, you're fifteen, I-"
...and she'll allways be that way.
"I guess... oh well! Who even cares if your 15, you don't have to worry about wrinkles." she replied, grinning a mile wide.
Nice save. Go me, go me.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:40 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 1:53 pm
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Aoki sighed. " I know, but, really. Us, as we are, can get married at any time. I mean, think about it? It's just, really, freaky."
Aoki calmed herself, humming a tune she had heard in the village.
'Pure hearts and now impure, Impure hearts are now pure. Some people say, I should give way, but my heart will always protest.'
((A song from the little kids in Inu Yasha. The ones that couldn't run despite almost being killed? XP ))
"Something tells me if we don't do anything, immortalilty won't mean much after we loose our SANITY." Aoki laughed.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 2:04 pm
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"It could be... very heartbrakeing." she said sensitively, putting her hands on her heart as her sister hummed a little tune.
"To be married, and happy... and then, to be found, and to lose it all. It would be so sad." [Like Tuck everlasting and Curse of Noh mask.]
"If I ever marry, it will be someone like me, if I'm still immortal at the time, then it will be an immortal like me. Maybe even someone in the group..." her voice trailed off at the end. "But it's not a big dea, one way or the other, Aoki-chan, I was only making a joke."
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 2:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 2:12 pm
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'Starlight, bursting in the distance, Scattering down fragments of a dream, Wounding the palm that reached for them.'
Aoki sang to the nothingness, echoing from the golden, dimly lit stage. Her clothes changed again, a habit Aoki had when singing or performing. This time, for this song, she had decided on a Korean kimono, much like Niu's. Dark blue top and black bottoms. Patterned with silver stars that caught the light as to twinckle pathetically on the cloth.
'On the days we only fought, There were probably some things we could have just talked over, But we only believe in the strength of our solitary fists.'
A song so true for her group. It was odd, but mostly, this group only believed in the physical arts, Aoki was... Odd... No actual harm came from her arts, but more of a torment, a pain, or recalling something deeply hidden. Sure, Aoki was good at martial arts, seeing as her sister taught her, but this art, an art that tormented her as well as freed her, was so much more intresting.
'Even my hatred is turned into power; Back-to-back, deep emotion. Passing by me, growing even closer, My eyes looking the resounding future in the face.'
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 2:13 pm
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