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Ride the Wave
Topic Started: Jan 15 2008, 01:59 PM (545 Views)
+transcon+	May 26 2008, 10:10 PM Post #11
Metroid Specialist Posts: 842 Group: Admins Member #4 Joined: Dec 25, 2007	The fox demon stood there taking everything in. At first, it was merely because he stunned himself with his own actions. Though he so desperately wanted to go back ten minutes and do that again, there were other matters to attend to. One, Weave. Two, the message box. Three, Upside. And, four: Azarius. "Put the weapon away, please," he addressed the Elemental Lord. "Infighting will get us nowhere. "What we need is.... wait!" He snapped his fingers as his eyes flashed wide for a moment. Then, his face grew a sly smile baring a fang out of the corner. A slight chuckle fell from his lips as he wrung his hands together. "Lord Azarius, please maintain the temperature. Alundro, please bring in that message box that Afree broke on Weave's head. Afree, please help Weave to the sofa so he can lay down after what you did. I'm going to get more firewood to help Azarius so he doesn't have to maintain heat levels so much. "Weave's going to tell us a story, aren't you?" His slitted eyes locked with Weave's single good one. Still wringing his hands and wrists, tails writhing behind him, he waggled his brow at him. "I want you to get all comfortable because I can tell this is going to be good. "You're going to remind me of what I missed." With that, he set off to another room to break apart more furniture. All the while, he had a smile upon his face. He was excited for many reasons. He figured if he could gather more information that could unlock more of his memories, locked by his own mortal shell, he might be able to come another step closer that much easier. If not, then the information would still be useful.



~Twilight~	May 27 2008, 09:40 AM Post #12
Ing Freak Posts: 693 Group: Roleplayer Member #10 Joined: Jan 8, 2008	Even though Afree's "excuses" did not satisfy him, what Weave and Hikari said caused him to rethink the situation however. Sure he probably had no use for that pathetic elf, or anyone else of them either. He most likely had a way to get out of this place on his own if he had too, but he wanted to find the reason behind the odd feeling it gave him, its source. "If you attempt to trick me again, elf, I can promise you that hell would be comfortable compared to what I will bestow upon you." Azarias said to Afree as he removed the sword from her neck and put it back in its scabbard, intentionally saying "elf" like an insult. Afterwards he grabbed the windowsill and swung his feet over it, landing at Afree's left side before he walked inside. What did that kitsune know? Hikari called him a "lord", and he was apparently aware somewhat how his elemental manipulation worked. There was no way he could know he was the son of the Elemental Lord, or a part of the legion even, as then there was no way he'd work togheter with him like he did, what was he plotting? Azarias would have to keep an eye on the kitsune as well. After getting further inside the house he found the fireplace that Hikari had stappled a bunch of furniture remains in, and after inspecing the ones present there right then Azarias found that they were prety easy to light on fire. Snapping his finger infront of the fireplace a small flame was started under the furniture remains, and as Azarias focused on keeping the heat he had created contained the furniture remains began to burn on their own shortly, whereupon he released the constraints on the fire, making it flare up even more as more air became accessible the the growing fire, however none of the heat was leaving the room of the building. With his work finished Azarias stood up from his slumped position and sat down on one of the few remaining chairs, waiting for whatever explanation or story that was apparently supposed to come. 'This better be worth it...'



~Fatalis Maximus~	Aug 4 2008, 08:40 PM Post #13
Beware the Berserkergang... Posts: 1,365 Group: Roleplayer Member #24 Joined: Jan 9, 2008	(All this time, I thought I couldn't post here...) Al'aundro nodded at Hikari's request to get the object Afree had thrown at Weave. Briskly, he jogged over, picked it up, and jogged back inside. By the time he was in the shanty of a home, he was already shivering from the extreme cold of Upside. If they ever escaped this whole thing alive, Al knew that the cold would be what he remembered most. Ironic, that a place called Upside didn't have too many Upsides in it... As Al struggled to keep himself warm in the residual cold climate of the house, he thought back to when he left his family and his home. His warm, safe home. Why, after all this time, would he have second thoughts now? He'd helped a heist of a large museum, assisting thieves to steal precious, dangerous artifacts, and had, out of instinct, killed a man. Why would he think twice about it all now, when it had already gone too far to be stopped? He decided it would have to be thought of later, after Afree had helped Weave inside like Hikari suggested, and the story had been told.
	"Hmph. I don't even need this rusty sword to kill you." - GSD


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