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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 11:38 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 12:05 pm
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Seeing Invictus, Shun nodded and made his way over. Though, rather than sitting, he just knelt down by the Heir, keeping his head low. Initially, it might have seem like he had just been too worn or injured and had to drop down to his knees, but the exact posture seemed to imply otherwise.
"I've come across something I cannot handle on my own and so I have a favor to ask. The Hunter, Candace, has stolen away Mitsu. I fear the next time I see her, she will be one of them," he began to explain, "I believe others are missing as well from what happened at the lake."
He hadn't exactly checked the Seeds forum in the past few days so he wasn't sure what the update on that was. His priorities hadn't really involved checking it, seeing how he wanted to get the lycan back first and foremost, then see about how he might be able to get back at Candace. And try to kill more hunters along the way. After all, the best way to get to someone was to target those they care for most. His hands clenched into fists at the thought of that damn hunter.
"I don't know how I can bring her back, but you've been to their land. Is there a way to reach it?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 5:30 pm
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"There is still, and always time." Medea replied calmly, shifting from her position just slightly, enough to wake from her own Trance. "Be patient, young Reaper, your time will come soon. For now, rest, and wait for your calling. We will help, but not right here and not right now. You might find yourself first, your allies, your resolve. Remember exactly who it is you will be fighting and how strong they may be. Calm yourself first and the answer will come to you soon."
The Head Priestess herself seemed a little more worn than usual, simply retreating back into her seat quietly, without another word, perhaps to consult Trance once again. All one could hope was that the time was indeed soon.
Blade Kuroda - The night after, students feel something calling to them. A warning perhaps, or a message. A feeling of something tugging at them, of discovering something half-hidden, as if the moment is now. Students should go HERE. Please note, if you are getting THIS RP text and plan to arrive there, it will lead to the same thing, so only post in one or the other.
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