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Post by Kiweh on Feb 3, 2007 10:21:48 GMT -5
((^^ *loves your avie*))
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Post by ultraviolet on Feb 10, 2007 1:16:15 GMT -5
Ves glanced from Sucule to Cera - this guy was getting creepy. He obviously had a thing for Cera, but he figured it'd be best to stay on his good side, so he said nothing, and instead wandered off toward the food table again.
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Post by Kiweh on Feb 10, 2007 14:17:53 GMT -5
Cera walked back to where Ves was sitting, rolling her eyes. "Well Sucuel said that he will take us in the morning because it is a long hike or whatever and we need rest..." She said and smiled weakly, "Rest did sound like a good idea so I agreed...." She pulled out a chair and sat down, ruffling her wings and then sighing, "But I don't know how long this festival is going to take so yeah...." She said and put her head down on her crossed arms.
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Post by ultraviolet on Mar 31, 2007 19:38:28 GMT -5
Ves sighed, sitting down as well and leaning back on his chair. He was tired, and Cera looked it too. She looked worried, actually. He didn't really know what to say, so he said, "Listen, we're gonna get out of here." He smiled. "It's gonna be ok."
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Post by Kiweh on Mar 31, 2007 20:25:51 GMT -5
Cera looked over at him with out raising her head, "Yeah I know..." She said but she wasn't quite sure about that. Yeah, he could say they they were but she couldn't one-hundred percent trust Sucuel... "I'm tired... I'm going to get to bed...." She said after a moment and stood up, walking over to the old chief and asking for a tent. He pointed to one close by and she thanked him, going over to it and collapsing on the pillows inside.
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Post by Lilium on Apr 8, 2007 1:10:42 GMT -5
((omg you guys this is so cool why must you leave me at such a cliffhanger? T-T))
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Post by Kiweh on Apr 8, 2007 9:47:41 GMT -5
I WANT to finish it buuuuuut *dies*
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Post by ultraviolet on Apr 14, 2007 6:21:56 GMT -5
People seemed to be getting tired and vanishing into tents - Ves was tired, too, but was unsure what to do. He stood near the tents awkwardly until a native smiled and showed him a tent, where he gratefully laid down on the slightly-uncomfortable bedding and went to sleep almost immediately. ::meanwhile:: Dhiablos was sleeping none to well; frustrated after trying to build a shelter out of branches (it fell down), he'd found a scraggly bush to curl up in. This however, was none to comfortable as the bush was prickly. He sat bold upright, cross-legged and tired with a dagger in one hand. Every rustling branch sounded like monster from the jungle coming after him and every shadow looked like a canniballistic savage after his blood. A twig snapped; and he whipped around, his grip tightening on the dagger for the umpteenth time. It was going to be a long night.
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Post by Kiweh on Apr 14, 2007 8:30:53 GMT -5
Cera was woken up early in the morning by some of the girls from the village, they brought clothing, water, and fruit with them to help wake her up. Cera accepted all of it and the three of them left. The clothing was of course animal fur and leather like stuff, not looking the least big comfortable but her clothing was torn and was acquiring a weird smell. She donned the clothing and laughed at herself. It fit, perfectly and there was even holes for her wings to go through but she never expected to wear something like this.... Oh well, it wasn't like she was going to walk around like this in public right? She grabbed a couple pieces of fruit and walked out of the tent, looking around for Ves.
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Post by ultraviolet on Apr 29, 2007 0:26:51 GMT -5
Ves sat up, yawning. It wasn't the most comfortable sleep he'd had but he felt well-rested. Picking up his glasses and rubbing them on his shirt, he walked outside the tent blearily. It was early morning, but the sun had risen and birds could be heard calling to each other throughout the rainforest already. The village was a mess from the party the night before, and everyone seemed to be asleep. He spotted Cera and smiled. "Good morning," he said, smirking and polishing his glasses on his shirt. "nice dress." Ves put his glasses on so he could see her more clearly.
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Post by Kiweh on Apr 29, 2007 13:13:36 GMT -5
Cera looked down at herself and shrugged, "Better than that bloody shirt I had on..." She said, looking up and smiling. "Get a good sleep?" She asked, walking over to him. Sucuel interrupted though as he came into the picture. "I see you two are up." He said and looked over at Cera with a smile. "Good, if you haven't eaten anything then do so now, we will be leaving in a few moments..." He gestured to the table of fruit when he mentioned food and left the rest to them. Cera gave Sucuel a weird look when he smiled at her and shook her head, "I've got some food, thanks though." She held up the apple looking thing in her hand and nodded.
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Post by Kiweh on May 2, 2007 17:39:01 GMT -5
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Post by ultraviolet on Jun 18, 2007 7:49:09 GMT -5
(( xDD lol, so it is. I pictured him being skinnier and kinda shrimpy.. lol I dig your avvie by the way, (: ))
Ves stretched again and sighed. "Great, I'll be glad to get off this island. I mean, it's nice and all, but really, I can't wait to get back to civilisation!" He picked up a strange-looking fruit and looked at it, taking a bite out of it and then making a face. "At least the food at home is sort of recognisable as food," he said, swallowing it with difficulty.
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Post by Kiweh on Jun 18, 2007 11:16:34 GMT -5
((lol thanks ^^, I just saw this on Neo and screenshot it xDDD))
Cera giggled, "Yeah..." She agreed looking at her own fruit which was green but oddly-shaped. "At least we have food to eat..." She said thinking back when they had first arrived. She finished off her breakfast turned to Ves and Sucuel, "Are we ready?" She asked more than ready herself to get off this dreaded island... She wanted some actual sleep, a hot shower, decent food, and to see all of her family again.
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Post by ultraviolet on Jun 20, 2007 8:48:47 GMT -5
"I am," Ves turned to Sucuel, "How bout you, are you ready to leave?" ::meanwhile:: The morning sun prised Dhia's eyes open and he awoke unhappily. His eyes were bloodshot and sore from deprived sleep. He felt like a sandpit; he stood up and sand fell out of his hair, shirt and jeans pockets. Staring around blearily, he caught site of a jetty and a waiting dinghy, along with a few natives, apparently waiting for something. 'Perhaps this is the way off.' Several other natives in small canoes were around the lagoon, fishing and chatting to each other. However, Dhia was too tired, grumpy and eager to get away from this place than to appreciate the tranquility.
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