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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 2:11 pm
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Tanaka sat alone in the caravans cart with his sword lying besides him, it had fresh blood dripping off it and onto the ground. Turning his head toward a slain body three feet below his sword he jabbed it as it rumbled, causing the body to squel and blood to splattered onto the carts edge. Standing up, he brandish his sword at the body and turned it over, spitting in it's face. "Why do you pathic demons try to steal from MY caravan? Oh, don't worry, I won't kill you, atleast if you don't return. All i'm gonan do is..." As Tanaka paused to say that, he sliced of the demons arm and picked it up watching it howl in pain. "Take this. Now get the hell out of here, before I get angry." He said at it, watching it scramble up and limp off in the opposite direction quickly. pulling out a small vial, Tanaka pour the contents, which was a thick black liquid, into the open wound on the arm causing it to seal and act of it's own accord by swiping at him. He sighed watching it vainly attemp to scratch him and inserted a small lite blue glowing crystal into the palm, making it become still. "Good, perhaps now I can wield my sword correctly." He said, popping the arm onto the socket where his right arm should be. Hinging the arm, he stretched it out and held it up, aiming at a large boulder, and watched as shadows engulfed it, smashing it into gravel. 'This arm is weak, no doubt because of the weak half breed's blood....' He thought as he throw his sword back into the caravan's cart and saddled up the horses.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 4:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 4:49 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 6:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 6:35 pm
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Not too far away from all of this, but far enough to be unaware, a young girl with long dark hair wandered the land, aiming for the horizon or until she went full circle back where she began, apparently. She hummed to herself, a little tune she was making up as she went along and forget moments after she thought it up. Her fingers drummed along the blue gem-encrusted hilts of her pair of short swords, keeping time to the not-existant beat. Suddenly, her stomach growled loudly. She frowned at herself. "Oh, be quiet," she said to herself. "I'll find someone to ask for food soon enough, I'm sure." Her stomach growled again, unsatisfied. The girl sighed and kept walking, for lack of any other course of action if nothing else.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 9:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 9:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 9:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 9:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 10:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 10:16 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 10:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 10:32 pm
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