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Post by Steven on Jan 20, 2005 10:22:15 GMT -5
¡§Your speech lacks the benefit of thought, thief.¡¨ Darcia proclaimed, He allowed his arms to fall to his sides. ¡§You ridicule the memory of my beloved.¡¨ With trembling fingers the lens which covered his wolf¡¦s eye was pushed aside, falling with a forsaken air to the ground ¡§Then you accuse me of using her... I will not forgive you¡K. I¡¦ll cut out your tongue and crush it in my hand.¡¨<br>He charged at her with unbound fervor, slashing violently.
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Post by Atuan on Jan 20, 2005 17:09:56 GMT -5
Atuan noticed the increase in her opponent's strength and speed. She had to step up her skills considerably just to keep up. At one point she managed to rip the bandana off her head revealing her Jagan eye. It burst open and glowed green.
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Post by Steven on Jan 20, 2005 17:28:33 GMT -5
He noticed the Jagan eye, just as he noticed that it wasn't natural, but at the time he was too blinded by rage to care. He thrust the tip of his sword straight foward at her. "Die!"
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Post by Atuan on Jan 20, 2005 17:38:15 GMT -5
She tried to block, but for once, someone was able to beat her. The sword plunged through her stomach. She stood there in shock as the sword fell from her hands. her Jagan glowed brighter but then closed.
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Post by Steven on Jan 20, 2005 17:41:22 GMT -5
The instant he heard the sword pierce her flesh he felt his anger disolve. Was it already over? Surely it wasn't! He backed away from Atuan, looking down at her curiously. A scowl crossed his face at having lost his composure.
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Post by Atuan on Jan 20, 2005 17:44:48 GMT -5
Atuan stumbled a little and looked down at the sword. She fell to her knees and looked up at the man. She smirked weakly. "So. Someone actually beat me. May I have your name? I wish to know who it is that finally bested me." Her eyes fluttered as blackness started to overtake her.
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Post by Steven on Jan 21, 2005 9:30:47 GMT -5
"I am the third generation of this lands nobles: Darcia. Do you intend to die here?"
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Post by Azurine on Jan 21, 2005 12:00:52 GMT -5
<*sniff* u killed her.... >
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Post by Atuan on Jan 21, 2005 17:02:08 GMT -5
She strained to anwer. "Hn. Impossible. I've never been beaten. Nev..er..." she finally succumed to darkness and fell to her side.
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Post by Steven on Jan 21, 2005 17:28:19 GMT -5
He watched her fall dispasionately. His murderous intent had subsided with his rage, and he felt what could almost be called pity. Without a word he leaned over her, staunching the bleeding wound with a torn shred from his cloak. When he was confident it had ebbed for the moment, he picked her up and began carrying her to the castle.
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Post by Atuan on Jan 21, 2005 17:39:15 GMT -5
Atuan wandered through a field. Above were stars unfamilliar to her. She came to a hill and began to climb. At the top was a short wall; about a foot high. She looked beyond to see darkness at the bottom of the hill. She had a sudden urge to turn back but her feet carried her forward. Atuan screamed in her head. ~NO! DEATH IS ALL THAT AWAITS YOU THERE. DO YOU WISH TO LOSE TO DEATH?~ She finally managed to stop herself. She turned and began to go back up but found it very difficult to proceed.
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Post by Steven on Jan 21, 2005 17:46:54 GMT -5
The nearest guest bedroom was toward the closest tower, and upon arriving Darcia laid her down and called for his attendant.
"Sir?" The elderly man asked, surprised at being called at such an hour.
"Give her all the appropriate medical attention, and tell me if anything happens."
"Right."
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Post by Atuan on Jan 21, 2005 17:51:44 GMT -5
After a long struggle, Atuan threw herself over the low wall at teh top of teh wall. She gasped and, after a moment, began back down the light side of the hill. When she got to the bottom, she feignted. In reality, she groaned and rolled her head to the side.
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Post by Steven on Jan 21, 2005 17:56:43 GMT -5
Why am I assisting that ill-mannered thief? What makes me care? She spoke of such delicate matters with brash insensitivity, she stole an artifact from my castle and assaulted me....I should just let her die...
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Post by Atuan on Jan 21, 2005 18:04:17 GMT -5
Now that Atuan had escaped from death, she had fallen into dreaming. She saw a young boy with light blue hair. He was playing with some animals in the middle of a forest. She turned away from him and left. In her sleep she mumbled aloud. "Yukin..."
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