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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 3:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:02 pm
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Gylfie531 Ringil tensed suddenly. She had heard something, a slight scratching noise. But it didn't sound natural, not like a bird's talons on a branch, or the snap of twigs as they tangle in the wind. No, this was more regular, more human. Pressing one finger to her lips, Ringil closed her eyes, heard the noise coming from below, and leapt from the tree to the ground far below. She landed hard, her knees bending deeply to absorb the shock, but made no sound except that of her feet hitting the ground. She peered into the semi-darkness, the golden light of the rising sun illuminating a boy scratching something in the trunk of a tree. She walked up behind him, her bow at half draw, and pulled up short just far enough from him for the arrow tip to be about three centimeters from his temple. "And who might you be?" she ased softly. Another new one. Interesting, she thought. He doesnt react and continues scratchng at the tree. After a few more seconds he stops, "Oow!" he said, seeing his hands bleeding, and realized there's a bow aimed at his head. "Go ahead and do it cant be worse that what happened back at the Institute," he said facing the arrow.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 7:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 7:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 9:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 9:21 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 5:53 pm
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Seria sighed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Looking around, she noticed that she had been the only one who actually fell asleep. A little annoyed, she flew down to the ground, landing softly among the pine needles.
She noted without much surprise, another new member of their little group. She walked over to him, trying not to stare at the blood. "That gift sounds like such a burden..." she said sympathetically. "But you saw a building? On fire?" She winced at the bluntness of her words, but smiled warmly at him as she introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Seria. Nice to meet you."
"Hey, do you want some help with that?" she asked Ringil, turning around to face the girl.
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