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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2014 11:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 1:14 am
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 1:26 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 6:29 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 12:13 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 2:01 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 4:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2014 3:47 pm
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The next morning, Ricky was still sleeping, not wanting to wake up although Micheal was wide awake. Though he still was lying in the bed, his sight was stretched beyond the room he was in. It was a way of exercising his power. He was using the darkness to see what was going on in the rest of the sanctuary. He hoped that if he could gain a better mastery of his powers, he might be able to locate some of the Emperor's labs, see where things were inside it, and rescue magi, all without needing to leave the RA base. It would require less risk and would have such a great reward, that he had been putting most of his efforts into exercising his powers in the mornings. If only he could master it . . . Then disasters such as the botched rescue mission that he'd barely been able to escape from would no longer occur. He sighed, trying to keep a grip on the powers even as he could feel himself being stretched thin from the effort.
Kirari didn't wake that morning. Instead, even inside her cocoon of blankets, she shivered. Her lips and the tips of her fingers and toes were tinged with blue. Her skin was cold to the touch. And around the site of the puncture wound on her neck, the bluish tinge had formed as well, spreading outwards.
That morning, a fire magi from the RA appeared just outside the sanctuary in a burst of flame. He had a report he needed to give to Michael. He walked inside, a confidant stride even if his face was rather surly. What he had to report involved some findings on what had been in the lab where those who had been captured during the botched mission were taken. He carried five syringes in his hand, careful not to allow them to poke him or anyone else as he strode forwards. The wrong syringe in the wrong magi might wind up killing someone if they couldn't figure out the treatment for the substances inside them.
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2014 4:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2014 9:41 pm
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Michael felt Mirror stir, felt her body tense across the bed. He sighed, reigning in his power to the simple sight around himself. He sat up. "What is it?" he asked softly, not wanting to wake up Ricky. "Another nightmare?"
Kirari still didn't wake up, and the healer, once he arrived seemed baffled about how to help the fire magi. The blue tinge faded somewhat, but Kirari still was shivering and she was still sleeping.
Ace, the fire magi who showed up to the sanctuary to report to Michael, noticed the rushing of the healer. He followed the healer, hoping that maybe he could help. His eyes widened when he saw a fire magi he'd been training wrapped in blankets and apparently unable to get warm. "How long has she been cold like this?" he asked, looking at the syringes. He pulled out one that was almost ice white. If Kirari had been injected with this when she was captured . . . He looked over at her. "Do you care at all about those blankets she's in?" he asked, getting an idea.
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2014 9:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2014 10:17 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2014 10:49 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 12:01 am
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 12:16 am
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