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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 2:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 11:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 4:43 am
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Regina![User Image](https://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc239/Lonely_Angel/Nature/Regina.jpg) Regina placed the cup on the floor before sighing. "But don't forget Cider, we also destroy. Earthquakes, flash floods, tsunamis, landslides, blizzards, droughts, flashfires, hurricanes, we also kill with ruthless abandon. A coin has two sides, as does nature and thus do we. We create and destroy. Forgive me for being niave, but I would rather not destroy. It keeps things in balance but each life is sacred and should be treated as such. To end something as sacred as a life, that is truly cruel."She looked directly at the green haired girl and placed her feet on the floor, a very stern and serious look on her face as Regina felt her heart turn frosty. "But we have both done it Cider. Ours are the easiest to destroy with. I personally find I take much more than I have the ability to give. I am the destroyer of us all. What does that say about me and my right to exsist?" Regina's gaze even seemed to become icy in her thoughts, "When you take more than you can balance, how are you healing?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 7:53 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 8:24 am
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Daytona listened half-heartedly as the two girls went about their conversation and shot a sarcastic look when it was suggested that all of the eggs were for her. She turned the stove off and scooped a spatula full of eggs for herself on a new plate.
"Eat up, girls." Daytona took out the ketchup from the fridge and squirted some over her eggs then slid it back in. She took a seat at the table and began to eat, still listening in on the conversation.
The darkness within Daytona never really felt... "sick." In fact, if anything, her element was healthy. The darkness never consisted just of shadows and night time and the like, but it was an accumulation of most negative energies... the oil in water, the acres of tree stumps in the forests. On a well-balanced day, Daytona was generally sick herself. Poor energies, as well as night and shadows, and the cold chill up one's spine...it was all a part of her. Without the darkness, there couldn't be a good/evil or healthy/unhealthy balance. Daytona's world was almost pure turmoil. Something, somewhere, was always happening, and it had an effect on her, perhaps more than anyone.
She thrived on bad things. And it made her feel disgusting. So she kept silent and continued eating her eggs.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 9:47 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 10:16 am
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![User Image](https://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e208/MortFaux/signatures and Avatars/samside.jpg) >>--»Samantha«--<< ADD Guardian of Fire
Samantha had been out on the porch for God knows how long, clicking away on a rather large laptop computer, leaned back against the side of the house with her focus on the screen. Sam loved computers, as they let her do so many things at once without having to really stop doing anything on them, going back and forth and usually managing to get something done... when there's something to be done. Other people tended to like it when Samantha had a computer, too, as it was probably the only thing to ever result in her sitting still. Humming along to some dissonant tune in her head, she had about four games of solitaire open, some little adventure game, two text editors (one covered with ascii bunnies and the other a college thesis,) and a command prompt. Whatever she was doing, or not doing, she had certainly had a busy day.
The smell of food, however, was easily enough to pull Samantha's face away from her screen, setting down the laptop on it's side, balanced with the edge of the screen and the edge of the system like a v-shaped foot, out of habit. Standing slowly, Sam stumbled for a moment as her legs had fallen asleep, jammed in a crossed position for several hours now. "Hey!" Sam looked in through the kitchen window to see several of the other girls eating; she gave a big smile and waved at them before going around to the door.
Upon entering the house, Sam quickly about the kitchen and dining area, managing to poke her nose in just about everything as she watched the girls eat and smelled the food. "You guys made lunch without me? Can I have some?" By the time Samantha had asked, she was standing over Daytona with a big smile, leaning against the back of her chair.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 10:24 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 10:37 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 10:43 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 11:07 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 11:16 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 11:56 am
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Cider's eyes grew hard, lost focus on the middle distance and looked right into the back of her perception, where the ground was shifted by arrogance and aggressive footsteps, and where branches were pushed away with a sense of violent impatience.
"They're here," she rumbled. She was still once more, but less like a tree now than like igneous rock, made immovable by millennia.
Around the mountain-top sanctuary, the ground began to fizz, as pebbles and the smaller rocks clambered closely to the walls, creating a small barrier, no more than a foot high. Soon, however, these were followed by little vines and the roots of nearby trees, snaking up and through the stones, binding them. And as this movement took place, the ground that circled the house beyond this barrier grew slack and unstable, with nothing to bind it fast. It would not hold a human's step, being something like quicksand.
It was the best defense Cider could think of at the moment. That and willing the trees to slow and hinder their enemies' progress as much as possible.
It was still so early. Neither she nor the green world had soaked up enough sun for the day just yet.
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Regina![User Image](https://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc239/Lonely_Angel/Nature/Regina.jpg) Regina sighed and finally surfaced, hearing something that sounded like a bird by her clothes. She moved towards the shore and heard the earth moving, and voices in the distance and she knew that Cider had created a barrier of sorts to protect the house. She made a dash for her clothes, and found a blade rushing towards her swiftly. She gasped and ducked, then found herself surrounded. "Dammit... CIDER! SAM! TONA! SOME-" Her words were cut off by the blades swinging at her from the woman that seemed to be in charge. As she bent backwards, she spun swiftly, trying to get back to the water, but more people took up positions around her effectively blocking her in. Regina tried to focus on creating a force of water, but the woman swiped at her again, so she yelled again instead, gathering simple swords of ice for protection. "CIDER!!!! SAM!!!" She screamed as she locked blades with the woman, and her one broke, and a shallow cut opened up on her arm. "HELP!!!"
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