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"WHAT ARE WE DOING ON PLATFORM 13?!" - Safer
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OoC- I'll be using Timaeus, link in sig. This should be fun.
BiC- In a dark alley way, walled by massive, Gothic constructs that loomed into the sky, tearing through the gloaming. Darkness infected the air, but their was a light in this mentioned alleyway. If one were to look down upon the scene, they would see that this light emanated from a young - or so he appeared - man, whose hair was long and monotonous, black with white. His green eyes glanced on the world like a fool unknowing. Thunder rolled in the sky, and inwardly, the Angel shuddered while he linked himself with reality, making love to the night itself. Water poured from the sky, and he smiled. He closed his eyes, as if in deep thought, and disappeared. When his lids flicked open, the world had changed, and it was a damn sight better than where he'd been for a lot of his life; his nose was tickled by a sensation previously unknown to him - dew and wood. He was standing on a rock whose skin was laced with veins of delicate lichen and mold. It was racked with age, and cracks like wrinkles were a sign of it. The rock shivered and moaned as he slid, oh so carefully, his bare feet down it's slope. And the leaves that covered the forest floor protested as he jumped from the rock to them, their screams extinguished as the Angel's full weight settled upon them. They wailed once more as he lifted his feet from their backs. Timaeus looked up to the canopy, where he could see a darkening sky behind a cover of branches that protected the forest from the darkness outside. A sly noise reached the Demon's ears, and he turned to look, but his eyes saw nothing but the leaf-scape about him. And then an exclamation rang out. Timaeus was intrigued, so he sought after it through the cage of trees.
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"WHAT ARE WE DOING ON PLATFORM 13?!" - Safer
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Timaeus watched the young woman creep backwards, and at this his mouth curled slightly at the edges. She was fairly attractive, and Timaeus looked her over, inspecting her curves and shapes, things that often were not meant for his eyes. Her hair was quite a sight, and it stirred in the quiet fingers of wind that touched and prodded their way through the land.
Timaeus liked the caress of the wind through his hair. She appeared innocent enough, yet he noted the weapon she carried, expecting something a little smaller. His face was blank as all these thoughts ran through his mind, and he slowly released the clasps around his arm, leeting it clang to the ground. This startled the girl a bit, but Timaeus did not make any reaction to her face. He could tell that she would not speak too much to him, and that she wanted some form of answer to her question. He bent down, and folded his legs. He extended his hands, and created a small fireball that floated a foot or so in the air. It's shine stained the darkness. His gruff voice sounded, as if forced from his throat. "Oh sweet girl, you can help me. Yes you most definitely can." Timaeus looked at her face, and then stared into the heart of the flame before him. It would be a long night.
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OH DEAR GOODNESS!!
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OoC: Looks fun. I'll be using Naroh. (The link in my sig, of course.
)BiC: Naroh was walking around looking for a good place to practice with his sword, Aronade. He found a small clearing that had some wooden poles in it. "Hmm, looks like someone has been here. But the poles are in perfect positions for practice. Haha, maybe this is someone's training ground." Naroh turned around as he heard a noise in the distance. "What could that be...?" he asked to himself. He walked closer, and closer until he could see that it was a human. He walked a little closer and heard someone speak. "Ouch!" It was the voice of a young woman. Naroh quickly ducked behind a tree, hoping no one had seen him. However he slipped on some dried leaves and crashed into the tree. Several apples fell out of it, one of them landing on his left shoulder. "Ouch..." he whispered as he fell unconscious. Naroh woke up not much later to a voice, but this one was different... It was gruff voice. "Oh sweet girl, you can help me. Yes you most definitely can." the strange voice said. "That's not the voice I heard before..." Naroh thought to himself. He slowly got up and looked around. Then he saw two figures no more than two yards away, under another apple tree. "What is it you have in mind?" It was the voice of the woman again. Naroh crept forward until he was right behind the tree that the other two were at. He popped his head around the tree to see someone backing up into his face. OoC: Obviously the person backing up is Sakura.
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OoC:I'll be using Rethir-Link in sig
BiC:Rethir watched the strange scene from overhead in the tree branches. The young Zora could see many things from his vantage point. The two figures talking to each other, and a third figure watching from the cover of some tree's shadows. He stepped forward and heard a loud cracking noise. A piece of dead branch gave away under his weight, and he fell. Keeping his cool, he rolled to a stand at the foot of the tree he had been in. The two figures turned to him, and he instinctivley drew his sword. OoC: It's short, but I don't really want to write for your guys' characters.
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Rethir could see they were not foes, although not necassarily friends. He kept his sword at the ready, just in case. "Who are you two?" he inquired. "And I see we have another spy! Come out! I won't hurt you! Maybe." he added under his breath.
OoC: Short again, but I can't really do much else.
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OH DEAR GOODNESS!!
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Naroh stepped out from behind the tree and walked over to Rethir. "I'm no spy. I heard voices so I came to see who they belonged to." He leaned against the tree. "If any of you people wish to know my name, it's Naroh." He suddenly got up and walked over to Timaeus. "You're an interesting fellow. What might your name be?" But before Timaeus could answer Naroh moved over to Sakura. "And you, since you wish for us all to get to know eachother, would you mind telling our little group here your name?" Then he noticed Sakura's cat. "Oh, nice pet you've got there. What's its name?"
But, before she could respond Naroh put his finger up. "Wait... I think I hear something..." He drew his sword and started to walk over to a bush. as he approched a bird flew out of the bush and startled Naroh. "Augh!" he yelled as he fell on his back. "I wasn't excpecting that..." He got back up and looked at the group. "Well... Back to the question at hand, what are your names?"
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|Desquode|Naroh Anurhem| ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |KasutoStve adopted me into her family|Grass and Prince Van Awsome are my brothers| ![]() |
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OoC : Ooh, first post in the Crossroads. *Looks around nervously*
"I hope one of you two can make fire well. Its going to be dark in about an hour." ...hm? Falenor slowly opened his eyes as he heard the voice drifting through the forest. Picking his staff up from the resting place he'd set it in when he sat down for a quick rest, he got up and walked towards the source of the voice. It wasn't easy to pinpoint it, and he ended up walking in circles more than once, something which the thick canopy and sheer volume of trees didn't help. After a while, Falenor noticed the trees thinning a little and flew up through the canopy, which had previously been too thick to get through. There were trees stretching in every direction as far as the eye could see, though they did appear to thin out over on the horizon. Seeing a small group of people a little way to the east, Falenor dropped back to earth and walked towards the group. A nearby branch rustled prompting him to jerk his head around quickly, but closer inspection revealed that the source of the rustling was merely a cat. A few steps later he was face to face with the group he'd seen earlier. Making sure to maintain minor telepathy, he stepped forward and asked, "Who was in need of fire here?" OoC : Was that too short?
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OH DEAR GOODNESS!!
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Naroh turned around and noticed a young man step into the clearing. "I belive we could all use a fire here." He said in respose the the man's question. "However, I can make one... I just need some sticks." He looked around and found a good number of sticks in the area. He gathered them all together and put them in a pile. Once the sticks were in a position he liked he stepped back and blasted them with a small burst of fire. They lit on fire instantly. "Now then, it seems that our group is growing. How many of you others are there now? Five counting me? Or six if we count the cat."
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OoC : I'll terrible at that v_v...
BiC : Falenor spun around in shock before noticing that the funny feeling on his leg was just the cat he'd seen earlier. Reaching down to pet the cat, he set his staff on the ground and sat down on a nearby tree stump to consider their current situation. "So, the way I see it, we're all lost in a large expanse of forest that stretches as far as I can see, even from the air. Meaning we may be stuck in here for a while, and since it's already starting to get dark we're unlikely to find a way out before nightfall. So I figure we should make ourselves comfortable and look for an exit tomorrow." With that, Falenor got up and started pacing around the clearing with a thoughtful look on his face. After a moment's consideration, he turned to Naroh and asked him to go and fetch as many sticks of around half his height or more as he could carry. Naroh turned and walked into the forest to find them, leaving Falenor perched on the tree stump with his eyes closed. A little while later, Naroh returned with a bundle of reasonably tall and thick sticks. Falenor picked up each one in turn and examined it carefully, then placed most of them in a small pile nearby and threw a couple on the fire. "I'm afraid those ones were structurally unsound. Still, good kindling. Now..." Falenor picked up a stick nearly as tall as himself and rather sturdy-looking. It was covered with moss and it's thickess bordered that of a log. Seeming satisfied with it, he started sharpening one end of it using focused heat, which took a little while. Once he was done, he drove it into the ground with a kinetic blast. Picking up a few of the other sticks, he began notching the ends of them. "I think we'll be needing a few more of these...anyone want to go get them?" OoC : Apologies for the slightly rushed post.
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Sensing a general feeling of uselessness, Falenor turned and said, "If you want to be helpful, you can help drive these into the ground," as he picked up a few tall, sharpened pieces of wood that he'd finished working on. "They need to be driven in to the ground about half their length away from that center pole," he said matter-of-factly while indicating the pole, "and then rested in one of the notches in the top there. You can just stay there and watch if you want, though."
"Hmm...we still need something to cover it with...and it's getting dark too fast for my liking," he muttered worriedly to himself. Pacing around the clearing with a concerned expression, he mumbled constantly under his breath for a little while, deep in thought. After a few minutes of this, he snapped his fingers once and picked up a couple of small, unsharpened sticks from the ground. He passed a hand over the gap between them and the space took on a faintly blue appearance. Another hand wave and the space became opaque as the barrier was modified to block light. Seemingly satisfied, Falenor drove a pair of his sharpened sticks into the ground, positioned as he had instructed before, then closed his eyes and began concentrating on the space between them. OoC : Sorry if I posted out of turn, but I wanted to get this moving a bit.
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Concentrating on the task at hand, Falenor barely noticed what was going on around him. After a minute or two of intense focus, a similar opaque barrier began to take shape in the gap between the two pieces of wood. Once it was done, he slowly opened his eyes and walked over to the pile of wood Sakura had collected. Looking over it carefully, he took two or three of the pieces and broke them in half, then chucked them on the fire, saying they weren't of sufficient strength. The rest of them he quickly sharpened to a point and began notching. It was a little while before he remembered he' |






















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