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Post by Willow on Jul 5, 2007 18:46:22 GMT -5
"Got a bit of everything in there, don't ya?" she commented drly, eyeing his backpack. "OK..."
Where is Kirian? she wrote quickly in untidy calligraphy.
...The Realm of Black Snow....
Willow stared blankly at it, then at Lan.
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Post by Lan on Jul 5, 2007 18:46:42 GMT -5
"Oh hello Zeth."
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Post by Lan on Jul 5, 2007 18:48:00 GMT -5
Lan just sat there, running a whet stone down his katana.
"I didn't see anything" he said in a not-so-convincing voice.
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Post by Willow on Jul 5, 2007 18:50:00 GMT -5
Willow, out of sheer frustration, gave him a punch to the shoulder, stood and walked away. The book tumbled to the ground, the ink well fell over. Emerald eyes flashing, Willow stared at the library.
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Post by Lan on Jul 5, 2007 18:51:53 GMT -5
Lan got up and leaned against a bookcase in front of her.
"Want to to talk about it?"
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Post by Willow on Jul 5, 2007 18:54:09 GMT -5
"Not really." A flashback ran through her mind and she blinked it away. "You're so stupid, you're gonna get killed, ya know?"
Willow...it's so weird here...
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Post by Lan on Jul 5, 2007 18:55:50 GMT -5
((ok im assuming you're talking to me and not to kirian, so ill reply that way.))
"Maybe"Lan said simply.
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Post by Willow on Jul 5, 2007 18:58:53 GMT -5
"What did Zeth do to get arrested?"
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Post by Lan on Jul 5, 2007 18:59:13 GMT -5
((bye))
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Post by Lan on Jul 6, 2007 10:36:14 GMT -5
"I'm not sure...."
"One second..."
Lan reached into his pack and flipped open what appeared to be a compass with a mirror instead of the compass needles.
He peered into it for a few seconds, then flipped it shut and returned it to his pack.
"he's alive,but just barely..." he muttered to himself.
"We missed the fight."
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Post by Lan on Aug 20, 2007 19:08:33 GMT -5
((well i've waited 2 STINKIN FLIPPIN *random gibberish here* MONTHS and willow hasn't answered me! Well then! MEH! HOOPA! Now i have to mosify it MEEEH!)) thank you for that))
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Post by Lan on Aug 20, 2007 19:10:47 GMT -5
Lan sat there, biting chunks out of some bread, and running a whet stone down his katana.
He had been there nearly a month.
Everytime he got up to leave, a nagging thought in the back of his head kept him from strolling out the door.
So he sat there....waiting....
((hurry up Leroy MEH!!))
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Post by Lan on Aug 23, 2007 17:59:13 GMT -5
((AAARGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!))
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Post by Lan on Aug 24, 2007 15:40:21 GMT -5
((YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!
MUST I WAIT FOR THE APOCALYPS BEFORE CORY GETS ON HIS *insert word of your choice here* LAPTOP AND *insert word of your choice here* POSTS! YAAAARGH!!!))
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Post by Lan on Aug 27, 2007 16:41:33 GMT -5
Lan, being by himself for over two months, just finished the last word of his third ancient spell book.
While by himself, Lan has written five advanced ancient laguage sets, two dark arts and how to avoid them books, seven books on how to transform certain ingrediants into other things and make a profit doing it, one book on the fastest way to repair armor, and three books on alchemy.
((-.-))
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