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 Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 8:11 pm
-This place is designated for Reliquiant use only and is placed only for formal roleplay. Yes this may run at a snail's pace...but it is meant for folks who aren't around for continual informal roleplay. That said, let's see if we can't pick the place up!-
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 8:16 pm
Romeo wasn't looking! At last, Valentine would be able to escape the dust pile she had been hiding in. A flutter of insect like wings, the small girl took off, speeding her way out of the pile and towards a couch the remained draped in white. There was even more dust under it, but she found am opened patch that lead into the springs of the seat. There couldn't possibly be a better hiding spot!
Zipping in, Valentine caught her breath and listened out for Romeo. He would still be looking, but he'd never look for her here! Wiping away the filth from swimming in dust, she looked around. There were coins and paperclips laying about, and it struck her fancy. This was going to be her new hiding place/hangout. She could see it now.
Ideas forming in her head, she took to cleaning and organizing the inside of the couch, forgetting Romeo who was still looking for her in the room.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 8:40 pm
*noticed the pink reliquiant race over to a dust covered couch. He stared for a moment at where she'd had disappeared at, his curiousity got the better of him. He closed his book and started over.* Hello?
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 2:43 pm
Upon hearing someone speak, Valentine jolted from her cleaning of the inside of the couch. Who was that? Keeping her wings still and silent, the girl slowly crept about, looking for a hidey-hole to peer out of. There were faint reliquiants steps moving about....maintaining her hiding spot inside the couch she continued to listen. She didn't recall who it was. Had the met this one before? She didn't know....at least she couldn't recognize the voice...and it had been so long since she had seen anyone outside of her sister....
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 10:20 am
*after no response he figured that she must be new.* Hello Miss, My name is Cirru. And my Guardian is Siianna. I'm sorry if I scared you Madam. *wonders if she'll come out an introduce herself*
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 8:52 am
Listening to his little introduction, Valentine rolled her eyes. Why were people so....proper? He sounded like Bliss, using Miss and Mister, being all hoity toity. How boring!
Peering out a small tear in the couch she looked at him. Why didn't he have an arm? Who broke it like that? Curiousity finally got the better of her and any manners Bliss had tried to instill went immediately out the window.
"What happened to your arm?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 2:37 pm
*jumping back slightly* Um..Hi. *waves and then looks down at his missing arm* It got taken from me along time ago, for someone's earing. So what you doing?
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 2:37 pm
*waits patiently for the girls response.*
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 10:10 am
"What do you mean taken?" Valentine asked, slowly flitting out of the couch to face him with her direct curious gaze. "And I am hiding, or I was, though I think my bird completely forgot it was supposed to be trying to find me."
(sorry.... sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 12:57 pm
((eek getting behind))
I mean that while I was in stone form some guy broke off a piece. *sighs* I really don't remember how it felt. So since your bird is no longer looking for you maybe we could go looking for it?
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2004 8:53 am
Valentine glanced up to see if she could spot her friend and then shrugged. "Nah, I'm sure he's having fun on his own." Turning her gaze back to him she watched him with more curiosity. "Does it hurt at all? Does it get awkward not having it there?"
Recalling someone mentioning that it was rude to ask so many pointed questions, she mumbled incoherently to herself. "Sorry, I have the tendendy to go off like that. Feel free to tell me to shut up if it bothers you."
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