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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 12:44 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 3:15 am
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"Nah... Saga's a good kid, I guess," He frowned, his eyes rolling to the side as he tried to recall the times he had been called over to help look after the kids. Then, his eyes rolled back to look at the female as he gave a quick nod, holding the teacup up to his chest as he moved the teabag up and down in the liquid. "He's one of the more obedient ones around here; I suppose he takes after his older sister. So, I still prefer the word leech, as I don't really look after them... I'm here 'just in case'."
Saga smiled thankfully as the distance between him and the source of fire was increased, pulling his unzipped sweater closer to himself to keep his body warm.
"Well, I actually feel more comfortable with water," He nodded, like he was agreeing with himself.
'Extinguish the fire then... Saga... You don't like it, so you must do something about it... Extinguish the flame!'
"No!" Saga yelled out, then bit his lips. turning to Mere, he forced a laugh, "Sorry for the sudden outburst, but I just remembered that I forgot to turn off the heater in my bedroom before I left... Father often say how much electricity it wastes. Oh well, I'll just keep it from him!"
'Afraid of offending your friend, Saga? Or losing him...?'
"Hey, I can see the stadium now!" Saga pointed excitedly at a huge building a few metres away. It looked like an ordinary stadium, except for the fact that it was enclosed, unlike most that have no roof where the running tracks, football field, and basketball courts was located.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 4:38 am
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"At least you don't have a brat like fire boy." She muttered, rolling her eyes. "Sheesh, if I didn't know better, I'd say he's got a grudge with adults. 'Cept his mom, maybe." The telepathic didn't know exactly how close she was to the truth about the Illusionary's past life, however.
"Well, I'm here until Mel..." She paused, wrinkling her nose slightly. "Gets back. I'm not even sure when." True, she had no idea when the battle would end, at all. Her cousin had really put her in a rut here.
"I see." Mereneth said simply. "My sis is a little afraid though, I think it's because she doesn't want to get her feathers on fire. She's part dove." An eyebrow raised as he turned to his friend, shocked at the outburst. "Oh well, that's okay. It's not really that big a deal, really." He shrugged.
"Cool!" The kid said excitedly. "I really need to brush up; haven't been playing in this cold weather much. I don't want coach to kill me...or to let the girls laugh at me." There was a slight grimace at that.
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 10:00 am
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"My father is rather peculiar about it," Saga smiled weakly, scratching his cheek as he let out a laugh. "Sometimes, I think my father nags more than my mum... Of course, he cooks so much better than her! So, I guess I have two mothers! Still, father is a great man; so much better than grumpy uncle Fauste."
Fauste let out a sneeze, and frowned as he raised the teacup.
"A grudge, eh?" Fauste replied, putting the teacup to his lips. The hot water didn't bother him much, and he sipped the steaming hot tea, letting out a sigh when the cup finally left his lips. Bobbing the teabag up and down in what remained in the cup, the Necromancer let out a smirk, "Well then, he must prepare to hate himself soon. All children grow up, sooner or later... And whether they want it or not. Its just a part of life."
"Must be important for that woman to leave her kids behind like that," He added, raising an eyebrow. Then, he took another sip of tea.
"Ah, you're in your school basketball team?" His voice sounded a little bitter, but his expression didn't change much. When mere mentioned 'girls', Saga's thoughts went back to a dream he had when he was a lot younger. There was a girl inside it... Presumably someone he once cared about. Still, when was that 'once'?
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 11:40 pm
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