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Post by Raymonde on Feb 11, 2007 13:14:39 GMT -5
Raymonde looked up at the blurry figure who stood in front of him. Some one was coming to help him and the cat had summonded him. Tsulana, he thought vaguely as he turned and smiled gratefully at her. The figure seemed to be a scholar as he appeared in front of him. Aid, finally, he thought.
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Post by Tsulana on Feb 11, 2007 17:48:17 GMT -5
"Miss Winters, what am I doing here? Did you summon me here while I was in the middle of a class?" he said. He was a tall middle-aged man in the St. Lumen teacher's robes, wearing glasses and going bald.
"Mr. Nemming, could you--"
"Oh dear! You poor fellow, what happened to you? Don't worry Tsulana, I'll fix him right away." And so he did. Mr Nemming hovered his hands over Raymonde's wound and healed it right away.
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Post by Raymonde on Feb 12, 2007 12:50:35 GMT -5
Raymonde's eyes snapped open as he took a deep breath. A rush of energy ran through his muscles and soul, healing all his energy that had been lost, healing the cut on his arm that would form a scar. He looked around and saw a teacher, a scholar around him, bending down to see him, a preoccupied expression on his face. Tsulana was also there looking worred. He forced a little smile, still feeling slightly weak. "Well that was entertaining," he said ironicly.
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Post by Tsulana on Feb 12, 2007 17:58:57 GMT -5
"YAY! It worked!!" Tsulana shouted with glee and throwing her arms around Mr. Nemming's waist.
"Of course, Miss Winters! Now could you kindly put me back at the academy?" he asked. Tsulana nodded and let go of his waist and backed up a bit. She held up her hands, with her open palms facing each other in a parallel position about a foot away from each other. Her elbows were pointed outward and she closed her eyes, focusing on the visual of her classroom. In her visual, the kids were confused; some beginning to cause chaos, some beginning to go down and tell the office that he went missing. Tsulana clapped her hands together, and a few small green sparks fly away from her hand and vanish in the air; along with Mr. Nemming.
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Post by Raymonde on Feb 13, 2007 12:36:04 GMT -5
Raymonde tried to get to his feet, but simply stumbled back. He was weak though and tired. Although he may be healed, it still had not given him enough energy. However he was not on the risk of dying. Sighing, he turned to Tsulana and bowed his head towards her. "Thank you. You really helped me," he said, forcing a weary smile.
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Post by Tsulana on Feb 13, 2007 14:45:10 GMT -5
"Your welcome," Tsulana said politely. She felt useful now, even though she couldn't fight. She looked over to the dead body that was flung against the wall.
"Was that a dragon slayer?" she asked.
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Post by Raymonde on Feb 14, 2007 12:36:19 GMT -5
"Yeah," Raymonde muttured darkly as he looked across the room through his narrow eyes. He wanted to see the person he had just slashed his blade through. He wanted to see who he had killed and witht he last shard of energy and his determination he wearily got to his feet and staggered over to the dead body. Bending down he fell to his knees and looked down. The body was still cloaked as it looked face down. It was all curled up under the old rotten, dusty cloak.
Reaching out, Raymonde tossed to body to see its face. His eyes widened the moment he saw it as his face went as colourless as the dead mans. It was a young women, probably the same age as him. He threw back her hood and looked down, not believing who she was. "Aoife," he mumbled under his breath.
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Post by Tsulana on Feb 14, 2007 17:46:38 GMT -5
Tsulana walked over to Raymonde and the dead body. She tilted her head a bit and bent over a little to see the expression on his face.
"What's wrong?" she asked. She looked down at the dead body. Though she was a year from being a young teenager, her innocence got in the way of comprehending what the problem was, unless she was told. She therefore had a problem with understanding violence and death of others.
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Post by Raymonde on Feb 15, 2007 12:03:00 GMT -5
Raymonde did not answer as he ran a hand over the dead Aoife's face, letting his finger trace her eye lids and letting them fall covering her long forgotten eyes from the bleak,grey world. No tears shone in his eyes as he could not allow himself such sorrow and grief. Instead he fell to his knees and looked forward, staring at the dead body in, somewhat, disbelief. "Long story," he finally murmured, his voice a faint whisper, lost in the echoes that sounded around the room.
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Post by Tsulana on Feb 15, 2007 17:00:53 GMT -5
Tsulana still couldn't comprehend what had just happened. She knows the dead body is of a Dragon Slayer, she knows that it's the enemy. She still doesn't understand why Raymonde was in this state of sorrow. She stood up straight, letting her head turn to support her eyes wandering their surroundings. Emptiness was lurking around them, but Tsulana could not very well understand it. Her arms hung stiffly at her sides, her fingers pointed down with her thumbs pointing outward. She tried to pick up an indication of life besides them, but all she could pick up was the breeze against the trees outside of the castle.
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Post by Raymonde on Feb 18, 2007 10:52:04 GMT -5
Raymonde looked down, his eyes mournful and full of sulleness as he leant back against the wall, however his eyes still lingered on the dead body. "A childhood friend, lover. I lost her. But i never knew that fate would bring me this," he murmured softly, thinking aloud.
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Post by Tsulana on Feb 25, 2007 13:48:50 GMT -5
Tsulana blinked, but had no comment.
(VERY Sorry for the one liner. I can't think right now. *bangs head upon desk*)
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Post by Raymonde on Feb 28, 2007 12:01:36 GMT -5
( Nah, its okay ) Raymonde turned to look at her and her utterly bewildered face and grinned slightly. He had dust particles covering his hair, as he seemed somewhat filthy. Chuckling, he fell and leant against the wall and sighe din a melancholy fashion. he was tired, yet he still had much to do as he turned to look at Tsulana. "So, this has been a very wild day for you?" he mused slightly.
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Post by Tsulana on Mar 19, 2007 20:09:18 GMT -5
Tsulana smiled and nodded. "Nothing like this has ever happened to me before."
She felt proud of herself. She was able to help, even though she was pretty useless when it came to fighting. It was better than nothing. She glanced out a large window at the far end of the hall, seeing a tree that has yet to grow out its leaves; or it's just dead. She blinked, concentrating hard on the bare branches. Instead of green leaves, pink blossoms bloomed from the branches.
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Post by Raymonde on Mar 22, 2007 12:19:06 GMT -5
He turned to look as her as he caught his breath. He smiled and nodded at the tree. "Nice. How do you do that?" he asked, raising an eyebrow ever-more curiously. He had not seen that before and now he wondered how she did that.
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