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 Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 8:22 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 10:22 am
she smiles at her "yes indeed it is"
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 4:43 pm
[I'm rather confused of who "she" and "her" are. I'm very sorry... Would someone please clarify? I'm sure that it's obvious, I merely do not understand.]
Rosalind stood. The grass and flowers grew brightly, but her own colour had faded. She mad her way towards the bench to heal the earth there.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 4:59 pm
Jack was in his workshop, laughing as he made his tools.
((You'll see later... Muhahahahahaha!!!))
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 11:07 am
(*activate sarcastic voise* oh goody!!!!!*disactivate sarcastic voise* turns to bella, we where talking to your char 4laugh )
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 4:39 pm
(Yeah, Vladmir said that your ability was very pretty.)
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 4:40 pm
[Oh! How very kind of you both~ whee !]
The ground, soiled by scars of ash and char, began to spring back into life. Nervous stalks of daisies unfurled. Rosalind began to make her way around to the rose bushes that had peaked up from the earth, but was forced to sit. Her skin was flushed by effort, yet paled by weakness.
She settled herself among the flowers and cursed herself for caring so much about what the others thought. She strummed her thumb across the rose thorns until it bled.
They did sound impressed, though. We might be friends...
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 4:43 pm
He held her hand and pulled it slowly away from the rose. "No. Is nice talent, but you shouldn't beink hurtink yourself to do it. Too beautiful for the hurtink."
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 4:45 pm
Rosalind looked up at him curious, but frowned and pulled her hand away. She retreated a bit, sinking lower into the flowers.
"Pretty doesn't resolve anything," she said vaguely before returning to her roses.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 4:48 pm
He pulled her hand back, as still as gentle as ever. "Hurtink doesn't either."
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 5:39 pm
Jack snuck back quietly with his new invention, a sword handle. He laughed as he made fire come up from it, then scorched everything. He enveloped himself in flames and dissapeared. ((I'm gonna make him the antagonist of the RP.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 6:11 pm
[That's lovely. I would make a terrible antagonist, always feeling bad for what I've made my character do. I suppose that I ought to not be so surreal. I'll have a go at the less favourable aspects of humanity, also.]
Rosalind looked past him at [Forgive me, dear Kechero, I haven't been able to find any posts with your character's name in them... What is it?].
"I have to give back what the Earth has given me."
Her eyes lazy returned to meet his own.
"[Name] seems to be waiting for you."
[I was just imagining how interesting it would be to play some evil person who was entirely polite and such. A terrible gentleman...]
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 6:32 pm
He started tinkerinng around with his swords.
((Thing is, I'm gonna make this way more interesting. I have a crazy mind.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 7:39 pm
Rosalind shivered dramatically as embers from Jack's swords were carried by the wind dangerously close to her infant tulips.
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2007 11:00 am
she kneals by her, "but it does help......with out the plants we would have no oxigen and so our life would cease, i envy your power to mine, " she sighs, "i can only distroy, no good comes from my power...."
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