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 Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 3:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 3:58 pm
*Amelie ran down the stairs lifting herskirts as she did and stopped looking into the sky.*
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 2:15 pm
Claire touched down near the beautiful fountain. she wiggled her wings a moment before letting them fold back and hide in the flows of her dress. She smiled loving the look of it all. From the stone to the hedges, flowers to the water features. It was all picturesque to her, and reminded her of home.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 2:14 pm
Draco flew in rapidly and had to quickly slow down in order to make a controlled landing. He landed very carefully, making sure not to destroy any of the decorations. He became very cramped in this spot, very quickly. He would need to find some place where he could rest easily.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:56 pm
Draco raised his head when Sye had been discovered. Later, when Charlemagne had confronted him, Draco had started pushing some power through to Sye, should he get into a fight. When the queen had arrived, Draco had had to take some of Sye's power. Now things had mellowed out and Draco had begun to cramp up.
Draco stood to his feet, the grass where he had laid now pressed into the ground and very likely dead, and the paths that he had blocked were cracked or pulverized, despite his attempts to not destroy anything. He stretched carefully and then took off into the air.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:15 pm
~After commanding a servant to set up dummies, Charlamagne stepped out of the castle, and started firing lightening from his hands and casting bright white rays from his finger tips towards them. It was a spectacular but deadly light show of lightening, white fire and icicles. He summoned undead knights and sorcerers to spar against him, he trained for a few hours and went off to his quarters to study.~
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Draka The Solitary Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:12 am
Grimstone flew quick and low as he descended into the palace courtyard and with a light thud compared to his massive size he set himself down. Lowering his jaws he opened them and rolled his tongue that carried a knocked out Draka and he fell to the grass below. Lisan, wanted him gone the one mercenary had taken the mercenary that Mercury had captured so I took him with us Amelie. No need for unneeded bloodshed.
Draka layed there still as a statue. The body was dead and was only breathing when conscious, so it wouldn't be too long before he awoken as the the noxious gas wouldn't have harmed the demonic spirit which animates the body in any way.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:06 pm
Amelie climbed off his back and ran to Draka. Looking down at him she sighed and touched his face lightly. "Grimstone please change to your human form and carry him inside for me." She stood and brushed her breeches off. She was in need of a dress rather then dirtied riding pants. She sighed and looked at Draka, she felt bad for him being brought here. But first thing first she needed him to wake up so they could talk and she understand what all had happened.
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Draka The Solitary Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:18 pm
Nodding his massive head he began to shift back. Large bones sounded like they were breaking and muscles sounded as if rubber was snapping. But within a minute he stood there in his human/vampire form. kneeling down and hefting the passed out man over his shoulder with relative ease he stood straight and tall prepared to follow Amelie. This was the first time he had been in his human form since the last time they had been here. Speaking to her out loud was odd for him now, "What are you planning little one?" He spoke kindly to his rider, not wanting to pry but hoping she would share with him what she had working in her mind. Their telepathic link was cluttered with her thoughts of a dress over the breeches she wore but Grimstone knew she had to have some other purpose with the mercenary.
Draka hung limply over the now human, dragon's shoulder. He heard his voice as it was slightly gruff but seemed to carry some sort of care and respect for Amelie. His thoughts were fuzzy and he still couldn't move, he felt helpless.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 1:07 pm
Amelie sighed then turning and facing Grimstone her face broke with a kind smile though her eyes were painfully cold. She whipped her hands on her breeches and headed for the main doors. "Planning? . . . . " She thought that over and sighed. "I'm thinking of controlling the man you have there, and the only way to do that would be to kill him." She giggled and smiled again then spun on her heels like a child would. Even she knew that sounded cruel to say for a friend but in Amelies mind it made perfect sense. Before anything she woudl talk to Draka, she owed him that much.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:55 pm
Nyrus was walking along, outside of the castle walls of course, near the courtyard, when that scent hit her. Dragon. She froze, before ducking down next to the wall in the easiest camouflage she could manage, a pile of cloth. Wearing such a voluminous cloak had it's advantages after all.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 6:47 am
Kill him? Did he hear that correctly? What was going on his mind was full of just random thoughts too fuzzy to make any sort of sense out of them and then he had heard the words kill him. Were they an order? Was it going to happen to him? His head was spinning and his stomach threatened to make himself wretch all over the person who was carrying him.
Grimstone paused and his grip instinctively gripped the mercenary tighter to protect him as the last time he had heard this was his rider's friend and he wouldn't let harm befall her friends, but Amelie had spoke these words without a care in the world. The dragon could not help but wonder what would happen to him if the bond between her and him was broken and he didn't actually feel the need to follow her orders. As he spoke he pushed his mind into hers ever so gently, the spoken words were meant to distract her and the mental brush should be more common then not so she wouldn't panic feeling him in her mind. "I am confused little, did I not just save him from death? Why would you kill him I do not understand?" His eyes were red as they watched as her small childlike frame bouncing joyfully away from him. His mental link was meant to gently sort through her mind to try and find her purpose or at least sense her intentions.
Then a new scent hit his nose and he turned his head and thought he saw a blur of motion but when he looked again he did not see anything or anyone. He wasn't in his dragon form so his eyes were that of a standard vampire so he could still see sharply but his dragonic eyes were so much better. He let out a low growl in the direction he had seen the blur to warn any creature to stay away from him and his rider.
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Draka The Solitary Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:10 am
Nyrus sat there for a moment, before rising slowly, giving a low growl as answer. There was no way he could no her, so she wasn't entirely object to letting him know she meant no harm... Though she was nervous to be near another of her kind. He did seem different though, to the dragons she remembered.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 5:15 pm
He heard the growl and Grimstone set Draka back onto the ground as he turned and looked back where he had seen the movement. The scent, so familiar, now filled his nostrils. "Who are you and what business do you have here?" He was in a very high level of defensiveness due to the situation him and Amelie were in and he didn't want this person to endanger them he stood tall, trying to seem bigger than he was. It was a natural defense of the dragon when protecting territory and he had forgotten he was in his human form but it was too late to halt the gesture. Glaring through red eyes he looked at the newcomer.
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Draka The Solitary Vice Captain
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