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Post by Yamiyo on Feb 9, 2009 9:32:50 GMT 12
(Anyone can join this is kinda a random rp  ) Anisu sat on the edge of a fountain in the middle of town playing her harp in front of her sat a box big enough to hold a puppy yet it was fill almost completely with money. The people of this town loved to listen to her play her harp and made sure she had money to buy food and stay at the inn, as she would not take for free, so at the end of each week when she would put the box out and play they gave her the money she spent back. Even if the box was out only once a week she played everyday while longing to leave the human body and return to the water with her water dragon that was perched upon her shoulders. |
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Post by Bex on Feb 9, 2009 17:45:29 GMT 12
Peter made her way down the street, a beer in one hand and a pad of paper in the other.
"Ah right then," the houndsil murmured quietly to no one in particular. She lifted the can to her lips and took a big swig of the beverage. Swishing it around a few times noisily she savored the taste before spitting it out all over the street. A woman walking nearby sent a dirty look her way to which she could only respond with a loud snort and lewd hand gesture.
Peter returned her attention to the paper in her hands. She flipped it over a few times as if unsure if she was looking at it right. The lines were meaningless to her. She couldn't even read her own writing. Tossing the paper over her shoulder, it flew over a girl's head, and into a fountain.
"Sorry," she mumbled not even looking up. Instead she took another swig of her beer.
Standing a few feet away from the fountain and the harp playing girl who almost got assaulted with flying paper, Peter stopped to think for a moment. Where was she?
One could say she was hopelessly lost but can a wanderer ever truly be lost? Can someone without a place to go, be unable to find their way?
Wherever she was it was incredibly dull.
Her ears twitched slightly, annoyed by the music. She never did like music. It reminded her of something. Something which she couldn't remember. A time before her being, perhaps part of her ancestor's life. But there was a deep power to the music. It was always mesmerizing but this melody in itself was especially so. She shook her head and took a few steps away, staring off into the distance. Dull, dreadfully dull. Being practically immortal, she had all the time in the world as far as she was concerned, time wasn't a thing to be wasted even when possessed in excess.
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Post by Yamiyo on Feb 9, 2009 18:46:13 GMT 12
Besides her fingers Anisu never moved she new that paper would not hit her. She made no gesture to the houndsil when it spook to her. She just continued playing her harp with her eyes half closed yet she could see everything around her as she felt the water in the air move as people pushed it around moving about.
She changed the song she was playing from normal, well normal for her, to mystical music that would give her a glance into the future. The song she now played made most stop with it hauntingly beautiful sound. In her minds eye Anisu saw the town destroyed by some rouges form the border of the country.
In a very sudden moment she stopped playing the ice of her harp melted and the string of water flowed down upon the box of money vanishing it into the ground where she could call for it later. Standing up slowly she started to walk back to her inn room, but not before handing the hounsil the paper it throw, the words on the paper now readable.
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Post by KatKry on Feb 10, 2009 5:39:55 GMT 12
Lucky had been in the crowd of people that had been listening to to girl paly. Her music was beautiful. In fact, he believed everything about Mercia was beautiful. It had been a long time since he had been here and was glad to be back in his odl hometown.
He looked around smiling and a houndsil caught his eye. Lucky had an odd fetish towards houndsils but knew he could never date one because of the gender confusion and their general dislike of relationships. He still liked having them as friends though and waved to the houndsil.
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Post by Bex on Feb 10, 2009 7:46:12 GMT 12
"Huh wha?" Peter hadn't even noticed the harp player had gotten up.
She had handed her her paper back. Peter accepted the paper and looked down at it and back at the retreating figure.
"Uh thanks," she mumbled.
Now where was this girl off to.
Just then Peter noticed some guy waving at her out of the corner of her eye.
Her ears twitched. She seemed to ponder for a moment if she should respond then turned and waved back. A little unsure if this was the appropriate response.
She really did not like this town. It was incredibly dull and she couldn't wait to find somewhere more interesting for the atmosphere was not to her liking. To her, it had too much of an "olde town" feel. But perhaps something could still be gained from this venture.
Perhaps she could find something amusing to occupy her time. The people, if not a little eccentric, seemed to have the possibility of being interesting. This required further observation.
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Post by Yamiyo on Feb 10, 2009 7:54:32 GMT 12
Anisu entered the inn she was staying at on the east side of town. She nodded to the innkeeper that started his normal "hello, how are, etc" she walked up the stairs into her room she covered her stuff in water and it when the water disappeared so did the items. She then walked back down stairs and to the counter that the checkout book was on and signed out and left the inn.
Once outside she heard the screams 'Its started' she thought as the rouges started to destroy the town Anisu just walk heading to the west side of town to leave. The only action she took was to make a barrier of ice along her clothes and skin. She noted the she should practice more when the blades were only deflected. 'My ice used to brake blades.' The water dragon on her shoulders twitched but made no farther movement.
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Post by Yamiyo on Feb 22, 2009 7:56:12 GMT 12
(((anyone gonna post)))
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Post by KatKry on Feb 23, 2009 3:25:36 GMT 12
(Wait. They're being attacked?)
Lucky heard the sreams and saw the bandits coming. They set fire to houses and pilegded the people. "My home!" Lucky was distraught by this but knew he had to get away. He ran towards the edge of town. That's when he was hit in the back of the head with something and fell.
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Post by Yamiyo on Feb 26, 2009 6:10:58 GMT 12
((yea by some thugs from a waring area.))
Anisu just walked along freezing any that attacked her. Seeing so many hurt she sighed and curse her body, because of it she felt emotions like a human rather then like water. Calling her harp she played a song to call the rains and water spirits to her. The rain slowly stopped the fire and the spirits froze the thugs. When she finished her song Anisu started again to leave the chard town.
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