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 Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 1:46 pm
Seiaeka looked over and over the notes she had made while speaking with Arathiel. After many months of careing for the creature and nursing him back to stregnth and teaching him the common tongue, he had told her all about Mysteel and the Ancients. Apparently he was the last of his kind, sealed away as a sacrifice with the Darkness that had caused the destruction of his people. The only reason he was alive was because he knew the secrets to the revival of the Ancients.
Looking over her notes with Arathiel floating over her shoulder she finally sighed, flinging her long white and glittery bangs out of her vision. "Arathiel, could you go to the market and get me some supplies?" she asked him, handing over a bag of money and a piece of parchment with a list. She turned back to her work, the nose of the city floating up into her loft windows, and looked over the array of small crystals infront of her and a clear glass orb with golden bands with strange runes carved into them, sitting on her desk, making little mechanical clicking noises as a strange gassy substance swirled within it.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 1:53 pm
Arathiel hovered over her notes for a few moments more before accepting the bag of coin and the list. Without a word, he strode over to the door and pulled an old green cloak from the closet, folding his large colourful wings, he put it over himself to hide his unusual appearance. there was of course, no other being like him in the world. Opening the door he left the loft and shut the door behind him.
Out in the market he wandered from shop to shop, picking up the items that Seiaeka had requested of him, and a few extra intreaguing little items like a jade statuette of a tiger and other interesting little nicknacks that caught his attention. Why he collected these things, no one was sure.
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Ancient Arathiel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:00 pm
Dukel, the young boy who had now grown up physically sat up abruptly looking straight to his clock. He was going to be late, he was going to be late for this interview. Flinging a shirt on over his various golden and white tattoos he reached for the cloak that he had been given when he was a child and ran out of his apartment. Running down the stairs he jumped straight off the landing hitting the ground. He had no time to waste, even in his bad condition he had to get going. Last night he had barley slept thanks to his ex-girlfriend. Running his fingers through his naturally spiky hairy he grabbed the necklace that he had never taken off.
Turning quickly around the corner he ran. People were looking at him strangely but he didn't mind. Ignoring the eyes he ran past each store and stall that lined the street. Turning his head for one second the next few seconds were a blur. He had crashed into someone and fell back twisting his hand, the interview papers in his hand flying everywhere.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:09 pm
The man had run right into Arathiel who was knocked to the ground, unable to withstand the full force of a full grown man charging headlong into his gentle frame. He looked up frantically to see who had run into him only to find himself looking at another Ranger Cloak and interview papers fluttering into the street around him. Not wanting to be bothered by another ranger, who tended to be fairly territorial, he picked up his purchases and ran for it, green cloak billowing behind him.
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Ancient Arathiel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:12 pm
Dukel looked up for a moment stunned by the impact. Gathering the fluttering interview papers he looked up. On top of the last interview paper on the ground was some sort of item. Picking it up he realized the other person had ran. As he looked around Dukel spotted the person and started chasing after him. He stayed to the shadows knowing if he spoke up he would lose the strange man.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:16 pm
Running into a building a little ways across the city in the opposite direction that Dukel should have been going, Arathiel returned to the loft, handing Seiaeka her stuff after returning the cloak to the hidden compartment in the closet.
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Ancient Arathiel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:19 pm
Seiaeka took the merchandise from the Ancient and looked it over and sighed, "What heppened Arathiel, normally you wander for hours before returning, and on top of it all, you seem to have lost something." she said, looking up at him expectantly to see him shrug and turn away. Something had disturbed him.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:21 pm
Dukel followed coming soon to a loft door. He hated disturbing people no matter what he really showed on the outside. Lifting up a hand though he knocked on the door four times before letting his hand drop. What was this item anyway. Sliding the cloak he looked at it slightly. It covered is entire back area and almost his complete left side, where did he really get it.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:28 pm
Seiaeka looked from Arathiel to the door when someone knocked. Rising from her seat she strode across the apartment and opened the door, a rather annoyed look on her her face. No one ever distured her unless it was a Ranger witha mission. Looking at his cloak she was surprised to see one of her own, except not. This person was not from Mysteel. "If you ahve a mission, drop it off and go, if not, state your purpose, finish your purpose and go." she said in a business tone. Her voice stronger and far more confident than it had been when she was younger.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:29 pm
When Seiaeka had gone across the apartment to open to door for the stranger, Arathiel took refuge in his office-bedroom as not to be seen by outsiders.
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Ancient Arathiel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:31 pm
Dukel looked up as the door opened. The lady standing in front of him seemed familiar. "I found this after crashing into someone who ran into this loft," he said holding the object out. Looking down he thought rapidly to the thought of where he had seen this person.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:37 pm
"Oh!" she said in surprise, "My deepest apologies!" he said taking the item, "Come in, come in." she waved him in, shutting the closet on her way by that Arathiel had left open. Striding over to another part of the lost where there seemed to be a small alchemic laboratory she started mixing the item with other ingredients, placing them into a cauldron and casting a spell, paying the stranger no heed. She could just erase his memory afterwards anyways.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:39 pm
Dukel looked around before soon stopping behind the lady. Looking down at his necklace he frowned and grabbed the cloak tight. Something was so familiar but yet so far away, what was it? It seemed something in his memories was gone, or maybe, how though, how could his memories be erased? Reaching up he untied part of the cloak letting it loosen around his neck.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:48 pm
There was a small flash of pure light and a rushing noise as all the light in the room seemed to converge and be sucked into the cauldron. There was a sudden bang and a small squeak of surprise from the woman as the darkness retreated and the cauldron's substace was now bubbling and slowing down to merely sit there swirling gently, giving off a pure light of its own.
She turned around to him and looked him over. "So, I'll have to thank you for returning that to me, it's a rather expensive ingredient and can't be found in Outlands." she said babbling at him, pleased that there were still honest people in the world. "I had to have it specially delivered here." she returned to her desk. "Now..." she muttered looking over her belongings, the Talismans, Soul Cases, an Ood stuffy, a large stack of papers, the midnight blue book she'd found when she met Arathiel, a jewel, "Ah!" she said, picking up the topaz. "Here, this is a flawless topaz, it should get you a pretty penny." she said, holding it out to him.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 2:52 pm
"W..Who are you?" asked Dukel retreating a couple of steps. Suddenly noticing the things she was looking at he stared. "What the..." he gasped looking from the Ood to his the stuffed animal that hung on his necklace and back again. "Tha...that thing is the exact same as mine." he said stuttering. Who was this lady exactly?
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