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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 11:25 pm
"Violence is not permitted here." She told him. "It's ok to be angry and feel emotion, but is not how we solve problems. We are healers and defenders. I can understand your desire to save your sister, but was such bloodshed necessary? Even if it was, you must contemplate the harm you inflict on others. Do you understand?" Lianne asked.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 8:03 am
"I understand. I will take my leave if need be", Kyrell said after an exasperated sigh. "But don't bring my family into this. I just don't understand how easily she was taken from within these walls. I...", he remembered the desperation and the bloodshed of that night and he winced. How he never would have forgiven himself if they had laid a finger on his sister's soft skin, that flaxen hair or those dainty hands. He did not continue for a while, seemingly deep in thought but his tone changed to that of one being dogged. "I trust that they will be safe if I am not here", he finished. He felt guilty, thinking that it could have happened because once again, somebody wanted control of him, that somehow, it was his fault that she was taken in the first place. The wearisome thoughts shone from deep in his eyes. 'Violence is a necessity', he thought to himself, recalling the tumultuous origins of what later became the Helmshire Kingdom. ((OOC: ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 9:11 pm
((Soooo....is anyone going to post or should I timeskip again?))
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 9:23 pm
(( Possible timeskip. Btw, I was having Shadow in the lobby of the Diethelm base in a military uniform. You could do something with that.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 9:33 pm
((Ah. I might if I think of something. Is Lianne going to respond to Kyrell?))
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 9:42 pm
((I thought he left... oh wait, I read that wrong. >.< ))
"I have given you your options, but I will give you time to decide. Think it over." She told him. "And another thing. There will always be people trying to use others because they can not stand on their own feet. If you don't want to be used, be your own man."
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 6:14 am
Kyrell nodded and spoke no more. He rose from his seat and was accompanied by a servant to the door where once again, he was escorted by a whole group of soldiers. He sighed again. Was this really necessary? ((OOC: Sure. Timeskip~! ))
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 1:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 7:01 pm
((Sure. To the next day? Did you still have something in mind, lolly?))
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 7:20 pm
(( Either way is fine. To the next day! ))
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 7:34 pm
((Alright then. *timeskip*))
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 7:41 pm
Shadow woke up alone again. It was odd to not have Zil staring at her face when she woke up in the mornings. Still, it was none of her business what Zil did. After all, she was still irritated with him after what he said. Suddenly, her phone began to ring. She slowly slid up as she looked at the text left on her phone. 'Are you kidding me?' She thought before getting up and getting cleaned and dressed.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 7:48 pm
That morning, a volumptious woman from a magazine company came by the military HQ wearing a tight fitting, short black dress as she signed in to the front office. "Ah, hello. I'm here to see someone for an interview." She said.
Shadow walked in through the front doors of the HQ as well, again dressed as the young soldier boy. 'There's the b****.' She thought, keeping an eye on the reporter.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 8:08 pm
"No civilians are allowed in here" the soldier at the front desk said, without even look up from the papers he was looking at. He then prepared to call in a couple soldiers to escort her out.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 8:21 pm
"But I have a government pass." She said, going through her bag and setting down a legitimate government pass. She then looked around, pushing back her blond hair and lowered her voice to a whisper while flashing the guard. "It's a 5-A classified. It's about the absolute leader's new propaganda initiative with other countries after that whole accident. I was called by the Minister of Propaganda as a delegate. I just need to know if he's in."
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