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Post by Tormir on Nov 6, 2007 0:05:43 GMT -5
And Tormir waited...
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Post by Necavi D. Omnes on Nov 6, 2007 22:00:49 GMT -5
((OOC:: *cough* *cracks knuckles*))
Meanwhile, in Disney-esque-Ville...
Little clown nurse Mixy walked down the immaculate hall of a large hospital, holding a clipboard in her hand and chewing on a pencil. Once again, Dumbo had injured his trunk trying to jump through the ring of fire. Somebody just had to tell him that he was an elephant, not a tiger, and would never be able to fit through the ring.
Mixy braced herself and reached for the handle of the door. She heard a noise behind her and turned--to find a large red magic carpet! It was the carpet that had been put away earlier that week for its 10th attempt at roundhouse kicking unsuspecting riders (for some reason it thought it was Chuck Norris).
Mixy opened her mouth to scream, but it was too late. She slid to the floor, unconcious, and the carpet stood over her, silently laughing in evil glee.
Silently because carpets, of course, have no mouths.
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Post by rhia on Nov 15, 2007 9:32:27 GMT -5
Rhia looked into the bag and counted the coins lazily, dropping each back into it. She silently cursed on not being able to get the horse, but pushed the small bag into a pocket in her coat, buttoning it for extra security. She was getting a bit heavy on the bags again. She walked to her wagon and hopped in, looking at the rack of clothing that hung on the left side. She picked through it, taking one more look at the girl's figure, then pulling out a couple items. She stepped back out with them draped over her arm and walked over for the girl's evaluation.
"I have a black suede bodice..." She tossed it to her. "Grey wool pants and a poets shirt." She threw those too, watching them land on her lap. "That's about all I have that would fit you other than court garb and I assume you would prefer these. Unless you really want the satin ballgown hanging in there..." Rhia smirked and walked back to her fire, staring at it. She patted the pocket once more, then looked up again. "Would you like some food? I think you paid me sufficiently for that..." Rhia patted the bag again. "Or should I consider the dagger your rodent stole as even?"
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Post by Skeith, the Forsaken on Nov 15, 2007 14:26:22 GMT -5
Skeith followed the trail of magic through the undergrowth. Getting taggled in the vines and branches hitting him, it became frustrating. A full suit of armor would not do in these conditions. As he tracked, Skeith became plauged with flash backs of the past. Hunting down evils and stopping raiders. The good memories from a past life came with that. His friends who he spent all his time with in the Watch. The brothers he protected with his life, just to be taken by their hand. Maybe instead of watching their backs he should have watched his own.
Skeith shook off the vision and drove himself to get out of this mess even faster. He came to a clearing where his mare stood and a very beautiful woman with golden locks was changing next to camp fire. The small mink like creature ran off townds the half naked woman. Skeith walked closer with a strut like he had been mighty and without trouble the whole time. As he came closer he noticed it was Diana but she was in her human form. Also that damned gypsy Rhia was here.
Skeith looked at Rhia and Diana and spoke "We are safe till morn but if you wish to rest we may have trouble on our tails at dawn. We are hunted by the Night's Watch..."
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Post by Squire Witesh on Nov 30, 2007 17:58:14 GMT -5
OOC: WOW! someone actually posted! BIC: "Oh, I think these clothes will do quite nicely! I've never liked gowns... I don't see the point in them. Such useless things." She said with a sweet smile as she took the clothes from the gypsy and started changing into them. "Oh, was that your dagger...", she said slightly frowning. "I am very sorry. I would return it but I no longer have it with me. But, I will have Loki fetch you a new one once he gets the chance, if you would be so kind to share the food... i am quite hungry, and I'm to tired for hunting at the moment." She figured it was best to be as nice as possible to this gypsy at the moment. She did have food and clothes for her and could possibly make a good ally later on... She was just finishing dressing when the forsaken one walked up to the camp. She turned to him gracefully, "I'm so glad your okay! I knew you would be. Sorry about the horse and, you know, leaving you with the Night's Watch and everything..." She said smiling sweetly and looking O' so Innocent.
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Post by rhia on Dec 1, 2007 13:32:49 GMT -5
Rhia looked to the girl and smirked, pulling a small loaf of bread and jerky from her pouch. She pulled a waterskin of mead and tossed it to her, at first ignoring the words of the knight by them. She looked back at the knight once more and put her hands on her hips.
"We? Ha.. There is no WE. If you don't recall from before, though I may be a wraith, I've never had a bone to pick with your bird friends."
Rhia sat back down and stared into the fire.
"I choose to rest."
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