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| Vasily | Jan 27 2009, 06:58 AM Post #16 |
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Vasily let the bowstring go loose once again, and replaced the arrow in his quiver. The girl's words broke through his mask of hostility, she was an innocent soul as far as the Dragon Ranger could tell. What use was there to fight this man if it was not his intention to start a conflict? "I do not wish to kill more than I have to, very life hold in it the posiblity to balance out another. To upset that balance would be a crime against every living and non -iving thing that is in this land. I am taking the lady's advice and stopping the hostilities now." Bending down the Amethyst Archer grabed his cloak from the sand and threw it around his shoulders, leaving the hood down so the sun could warm his dark hair. Turning towards the ocean Vasily kicked the bow of the small boat he had been tossed into, and it broke loose from the sand and started to drift back into the sea. |
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| Deleted User | Jan 27 2009, 09:14 AM Post #17 |
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If they wanted to fight needlessly, then fine. She was too busy wringing the water from her clothes. While she had meant to go for a swim, it had not been her idea to leap fully clothed with sword and all into the ocean. The wolf sat in the sands beside her, a cautious eye focused on the two men. He knew the discomfort the girl would be feeling now. One random stranger was enough. Now there was two. "I don't need to run away." She said finally in response to the angel thing's words. So, she wasn't comfortable around people much, but she wasn't any coward. "Don't need any protecting." Falling to a seat in the sands she wrung out her hair before picking up her belt. Removing the scimitar from its scabbard, she left both to dry in the sands. It wouldn't do for the blade to get rusted within the sheath. |
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| Katrex | Jan 29 2009, 12:22 PM Post #18 |
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Katrex turned back to her, "sorry my lady how presumptious of me" he said in a regal tone "I did not wish to imply you needed protecting only to give you the chance to exercise the better part of valor" the posh-ness in his voice was clearly a joke though the feeling behind them was not, he winked. He then turned back to the stranger "Well then" said katrex "Since you aren't going to kill me, care to explain this twist of fate? Or is that all it was pure coincidence?" he thought for a while and then added "And maybe your name and status too wile you're at it" It was hardly an unreasonable request since the man had imposed his presence and drawn weapon. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 12 2009, 01:00 PM Post #19 |
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Needless to say her sense of humor was ... lacking. She simply gave the winged man a brief glance. The joke went right by her, she didn't encounter enough formalities to even be tempted to respond in like kind. Instead she simply sighed, picking up her belt again before she stood. The blade was picked up from the sands, as she slid it back to rest at her belt rather than its scabbard, in hopes that it would dry better. "Let's go Xan" She motioned to the wolf. There wasn't anything for her here. Except people she didn't want to talk to. And she wanted to dry her clothes ... Zeria was not the type to disregard ... modesty. She felt uncomfortable around so many people at a time in the first place. Yes, because two people was a lot. Anyways, the display of arms though no longer an issue now was discomforting just from the thought. she was not the best fighter there was. To avoid any further confrontation or any unexpected company, she left. Her and the wolf beginning a slow walk down the beach, away from the two so they could fight or make friends or whatever the hell they wanted to do. it was none of her business after all. ))Drowning in topics. So I'm ending this one. :x But feel free to have fun without me.(( |
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