08-11-2008
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Twilight Princess
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08-12-2008
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Broken
Nisroc felt like a truck had run over her...four times in a row.
She managed to defeat the Golem with wit and not strength, as it was in most of the dangers she faced in the past. Then again, she did use the words most and past in the same sentence. It seemed that reading all those ancient manuscripts and books didn't go to waste, after all. Good thing that she had photographic memory; otherwise she would've been flattened like a pancake today. She groaned as she fastened another bandage over her thigh, the burning sensation of her wounds more evident now then on the field. Tomorrow was going to be a very painful and long day. With some effort, she got up, listening to the clashes and screams of the ongoing battle between Nicolaus and his Golem (she quickly realized by the sounds that he wasn’t having any problems that she did. She gritted her teeth in both envy and anger at this notion). Nisroc needed a rest. Politely as she could, she excused herself and, limping painfully on both feet, made her way outside for a bit of fresh air. She sighed with relief as raindrops fell from the gray sky, dampening her coat face with cooling dew. The rain washed away the rest of the grit and blood from her face and body. If only it was that simple to wash away all her sins in the past… She shook her head, freeing herself from the haunting thoughts. Why be depressed now when she could do that later? She smirked at her morbid joke and paced quietly through the courtyard, loosing herself in strange thoughts. Her boots echoed hollowly on wet stone, the smell of damp soil filling her nostrils. She passed a few feet before making abrupt stop, turning her head to the noise that broke her trail of thought. The rain poured more fiercely now. It made it easier to “see” things, the drops contouring each and every shape in her hearing range. Nisroc felt the scales tip more to life and she needn’t any second thoughts of whom it was. Aven. She felt the strange proportion of the scales while he was introducing himself. It was very interesting and frightening at the same time, for no one had such an extreme ratio of life before and that made her a little uneasy. She quietly “watched” as he gracefully turned, slashing the air with his sword, obviously lost in the moment. There was that weird feeling forming in the pit of her stomach again, like someone was tugging at her insides, and she gulped, holding her wounded arm almost protectively to her side. He needed his peace and she wasn’t going to disturb it.
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Take it from someone who’s fallen…it’s a long way down. Let me present to you my children: Ario ("Hello."), Nisroc(*smiles*) and Wanda ("F**k you!")... Aren't they adorable? And this is Ewie! ...he's kinda pale... CLICK! 
Last edited by WhisperOranges : 08-13-2008 at 01:34 PM.
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08-12-2008
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The Rain Continues
(OOC: Nisroc, you may invite anyone on your end. I just wanted you to respond atleast...)
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08-12-2008
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Silent Communication
(Nah, this is way too fun XD. Oh and about the PM... the title of the message was I did it, so I said "Do I have to use words"...Nevermind XD)
Nisroc was now soaking wet from head to toe, the leather coat and the silver strands of her hair clinging to her slender physique, but she barely noticed any of this. She was lost in her own thoughts, gazing eagerly at Avens’ swordsmanship, jerking her head ever so often to capture all of his movements. She could only think of one word to describe his craft. Perfect. Suddenly, he stilled himself so that she could see every drop fall and cling to the sword, dripping in rivulets down the handle. Her heart hammered in her chest as he slowly rose, the discomfort she felt before suddenly doubled as she saw his appearance for the first time. As the raindrops whizzed by his face she saw the chiseled lines of his face, the shoulder-length hair matted to his forehead by the rain and the eyes... Even with such primitive sight she knew that there was no playing around with this guy. They were heated, almost smoldering, watching intently… like a lion would its helpless prey. His lips drew into a thin line as he probably pondered on what to do next. After a bearest fraction of a minute later (what seemed an hour to her as she waited in silence) he raised his hand and waved, noting that she was wanted in his presence. She blushed, the crimson color shading her pale cheeks. As she tried to gulp back her pounding heart she gave a small bow with her head, showing her respect to her colleague. It was an old habit she had from her former years as a Paladin. She shivered at the very memory of it. “My apologies. I didn’t mean to intrude.” She whispered, tugging anxiously at her gloves. Pausing, she pressed a hand to her lips, remembering that there was a way to communicate to him. “Um, you could mouth the words.” She offered, gesturing her hand towards him. “I can see now…you know, like in the Daredevil movie?” His face contorted in confusion as if she’d just spoken some foreign language. “Oh, right.” She sighed, holding her bandaged arm to her side. “You’re not from Earth. Just…humour me, ok?”
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Take it from someone who’s fallen…it’s a long way down. Let me present to you my children: Ario ("Hello."), Nisroc(*smiles*) and Wanda ("F**k you!")... Aren't they adorable? And this is Ewie! ...he's kinda pale... CLICK!
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08-12-2008
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Connection
Awestruck by the sight of her form in the rain Aven reamiained speechless (Pun intended). The shadow of the moon shifted to her frame reflecting off her wet clothes to illuminate her more. Crystal spcs filtered through the air, the light in the darkness, and what Aven saw reminded him a a rare black rose. A plower so sweet a majestic, but shrouded in darkness. This comparison was good in his eyes, as the rose was his favorite flower. And Nisroc was indeed his favorite Cynner.
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RP Samples: Last edited by Dark Horizon : 08-12-2008 at 07:59 PM.
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08-13-2008
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Strange Thoughts
Aven neared her and she felt like hyperventilating. Her pulse raced rapidly while he climbed the granite steps, as though she’d just ran a mile.
A droplet of rain trailed down to his mouth and stopped, clinging to his lower lip. Unaware of anything except the small distance between their bodies, Nisrocs' tongue slowly grazed over her equally wet lips as she watched the small drop hang loosely for a fraction of a second, then fall to the wet ground. Oh, God he was too close now. Way too close. She wanted to take a step back but she found herself glued to the spot, unable to speak or move. Like some bizarre statues they just stared at each other, the unyielding tapping of the rain breaking the silence between them. What the hell was the matter with her? She didn’t like feeling vulnerable or scared for that matter… and he was doing both to her just by standing near her. And he was still watching her… Good lord, did she have anything on her face? She hoped not… Then, jumping as if she was struck by lightning, he mouthed three words. Are. You. Ok. She almost found herself exhaling with relief right then and there. “Oh, it’s nothing. Even though I look like a panda with all of these bandages on me, believe me, I’ve had worse.” She gestured at her blindfold. “But I do much better working in darkness. Light is not a dear friend of mine.” That is true Rowan. She shuddered at the sudden thought of her old name. To prevent the building silence between them she timidly asked a question back. “How long have you been a Cynner?”
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Take it from someone who’s fallen…it’s a long way down. Let me present to you my children: Ario ("Hello."), Nisroc(*smiles*) and Wanda ("F**k you!")... Aren't they adorable? And this is Ewie! ...he's kinda pale... CLICK!
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08-13-2008
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A Healing
Aven felt a shift in her aura, a hesitation in his movements made him weary of furthering toward her. He would not make her uncomfortable.
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Hurt
(LOL, no this is great...I'm getting a few nasty thoughts. XD Take me to the infirmary my knight *snicker*)
Nisrocs’ eyes blinked under her bandanna. The pain of her injuries didn’t affect her at all during their little conversation. How awkward… Now that he brought it up though, the searing pain came back…and it brought reinforcement. She had to grit her teeth just to smother her oncoming whimpers. “Yeah, I think we should…” She whispered, her mind set on her wounds and not on him. This was a good thing; she didn’t want him tampering with her feelings.
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Take it from someone who’s fallen…it’s a long way down. Let me present to you my children: Ario ("Hello."), Nisroc(*smiles*) and Wanda ("F**k you!")... Aren't they adorable? And this is Ewie! ...he's kinda pale... CLICK!
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08-13-2008
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In Sickness, And In Health
(OOC: OH! You bad girl! Nasty Nasty! lmao.)
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08-13-2008
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(OOC: Wahahaha, woman parts? You are worse than I am...ROLFMAO)
Nisroc tried to overlook that he was touching her and she did it with great success. She focused only on her wounds, concentrating on the way the burns chafed under the cotton bandages. She did this for most of the way before suddenly realizing that the previous fight with the Golem left not only scars to her body, but also to her clothes. It took her a few painful seconds to tear off the remaining pieces of her left sleeve that melted to her skin by the heat of her creature and now her whole left arm was covered in white cloth. But that's not what worried her. As they passed through another corridor she turned her gaze downwards, where her feet were. Even though she couldn't see her limbs, she knew that the majority of her pants had been burned off. The white stems of her legs were now wrapped in bandages. Not even the tattered and scorched flaps of her coat could hide that. She gulped, the sound unnatural in her ears. It was like dooms day… No, worse then that. If she weren’t that hurt, it might’ve been funny to her. But right now, under these circumstances, she didn’t feel like laughing. She suddenly felt the nearness of his body as she did moments before and she blushed deep red up to the roots of her silver hair. This was going to be weird. They made a right turn and Aven opened a door, the hinges protesting with a creak. The smell that filled her nostrils calmed her. It was the aroma of paper, ink and a tinge of anti-disinfectant. She didn’t even notice him sitting her down on the oak desk. Nostalgia swept over her and she relaxed a little, her hands situated by her sides, grasping the edge of the table. Her thoughts were interrupted as he sent a message to the recesses of her mind. She realized that he was not touching her. That was good. May I? The male tenor echoed in her thoughts. We have to take care of them before they get infected… As the sound trailed off she decided again that he had a nice voice. You really are an odd sort Nisroc. She sighed, knowing that she couldn’t escape this, even if she wanted to (OCC: Now this is interesting XD). “Yeah…knock yourself out.” The corners of her mouth twitched into a ghost of a smile. Her hands grasped more firmly on the corner of the desk, until she felt her knuckles whitening with the pressure. She waited, bracing herself for the inevitable.
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Take it from someone who’s fallen…it’s a long way down. Let me present to you my children: Ario ("Hello."), Nisroc(*smiles*) and Wanda ("F**k you!")... Aren't they adorable? And this is Ewie! ...he's kinda pale... CLICK!
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