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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 2:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:27 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 4:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 5:25 am
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Ill be fine. "Nich knew he was lying to her but he couldnt not lie."
Nich sighed and left. He walked for a handful of moments before he came to a bar. He walked in and ordered a draught beer. When he was handed a beer in a glass he said he asked for bottled, and the bartender showed him to the back.
That was when his heart began to beatfaster. He was showed into a room with a very old looking sly man and tons and tons of junk.
"I need something to tell if someone is cursed or not. "Are you cursed young alchemist." "No."
The old man took the hint with the ambiguous answer, he as probably used to it dealing in shaded goods as he did. He returned from the back with a vial containing a golden hair.
"Now as for payment..." The old man crooned. "Actully you know i dont live far from here... i was hpoing that... i could just borrow it?" Nich knew before he started thiswouldnt work, and when the old man looked at him with sad features Nich knew. He beleived the old man like him, they were both half-breeds, but the old man had even more useless abilities. He could see magic stronger than most witches, but do none for himself. That is why he dealt in magical items.
"Nich, this is a hair from a siren, the sirens are dead this is extremely rare, if you can trade ill need payment." "Nich asked grimly"How much" "Half a foot should be more than enough." This is where Nich quit liking the old man, when the greed shone through his eyes. There was a high demand for sacrificial flesh, and sometimes animals wouldnt do.
The old man brought out a canopic jar and put it on the table. Nich shook back his sleeve and held his arm over the jar as the old man sent a machete through his wrist. Nich's hand fell with a plunk and he shuddered. He bit back the pain as tears came to his eyes. He ran hir right hand over top of his shirt and a peice ripped itself off. The old man handed Nich some green salve and Nich applied it. His stump cooled, and the pain nearly dissappeared. He bound it in cloth, and pocketed the vile.
"thank you" was all he said.
He walked home with his amputated arm in his pocket Back at the apartment he couldnt feel the pain any longer, and he assumed correclt that the salve had healed it. Thats when he went quietly into his workshop.He dug out a boc=x that siad living metal and set to work.
Some hours later he rapped on Emily's door with a gloved fist.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:57 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 1:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 3:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 4:43 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 4:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 5:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 11:20 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 11:37 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 11:57 am
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