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[@FamishedPants][@BrokenPromise][@The World][@TaintedMushroom]
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It took a moment to scan the page, her eyes tracing every word line to line. The style of writing, the title and its contents made it clear who had been the author.  It may have been the scribbles and babble of a mad woman, but it still held some meaning. Each name had a brief note, some more elaborate than others. Knowing what she knew of Oro’s, these names held some meaning. Even if they held little to no meaning to anyone else.
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In this case it was the existence of this Blade Diary that was far more important than the actual contents of the writing. It was proof that Oros had been here at the church at some point. The purpose behind it all still remained a mystery. But one thing was clear, they appeared to be on the right track.
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Shuffling through the pages, she quickly skimmed through them to ensure that nothing important or useful would be overlooked. Mika on the other hand seemed much more interested in inspecting the podium itself. Hearing the creaking of the trap door being opened wide on the back of the podium. It drew her attention away from what little the papers had to offer as it was clear Mika had come across something. Himiko slowly shifted around to the back of the podium, letting her left hand glide over the papers atop it.
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Her golden eyes shifted towards Mika when it was clear that her attention was on her for once. It didn’t take her long to understand why, her own gaze finding the reason for Mika’s particular reaction. Placing her hands on her hips she let out a laugh, glee shimmering within her golden  eyes.
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[color=fff200]“Oh my, my, what do we have here? Who knew your new nickname would spread so quickly….would you look at that Puddy, you are popular aren’t you? A real cool cat!”[/color] Crouching down as she got a closer look at the engraving for herself. Placing her right index finger onto the cold stone, tracing it over the animals carved into it and down onto the chiseled message. Coming to a rest at the trough that led into a hole.
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It was clear what needed to be done, holding out both hands palm up as she created a small but sharp blade of obsidian. Giving Mika a small glance [color=fff200]“Bet you didn’t even know I could do that huh Puddy? So how about we give this thing what it wants…..”[/color] Her golden eyes locking onto Mika as she turned the obsidian blade over in her hands. 
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Himiko let the tension build for a moment as she took a firm hold of the blade by its handle. Her eyes still not moving from Mika as she held out her left palm and ran the obsidian blade across it drawing her own blood. A smirk clearly hidden behind her mask, eyes full of amusement as she continued to toy with Mika. Squeezing her hand shut as the blood pooled in her palm, she turned her fist sideways and let it begin to drip out into the trough. [color=fff200]"Skulls for the skull throne...."[/color]
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If they wanted to find out what would happen, this was the only way to do it. Waiting patiently to see what would result from her donation of blood. Sure it had asked for Mika’s blood, but Himiko figured she would be reluctant to give it up. However, she had no such qualms herself if it meant getting to the bottom of its mystery. Whether it mattered whose blood it was remained to be seen. But there was no way of finding out if she didn't give it a go.
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[hider][center]23 | Female | Free Lancer | Golden One
Persuasion and Reason | Handgun, Handgun | Physical | Weapon Special
Heart Of Gold | Deal Maker
Geothermal Release | Fire | Obsidian Of St.Helen
[Slow (4), Damage X (6), Blink (4), Shield(4), Craft (2), AoE (2), Scatter (2), Full Enhance (4), Heal (6), Ignite (4), Fever (2)]  
DAMAGE: A | SPEED: D | SENTINEL: C | 750
Heart of Gold
[Silver Self][Craft] = -24
PHYSICAL:C | ARCANE:D  | CHAOS:E  | 606 [/center]
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