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Post by Donald Duck on Jul 2, 2007 12:39:22 GMT -5
(( ;D ))
Miziar sat against an abondoned stall, bored. She ran her finger across the blade of her sword. Today would be a break from thievery. She had stoled enough the past few days to feed most of the clan, at least the ones that took her charity. Most were too proud to take the so called charity.
Miziar looked up when she could her a small group whispering. They were near her and was trying to keep anyone from hearing their conversation. To their dismay it wasn't working.
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Post by rubus on Jul 4, 2007 19:52:14 GMT -5
"Come on old man, go do something," Cris thought to himself, "I'm hungry!" The old baker was standing talking to Cris about "the old days" for over an hour and didn't seem intent on shutting up. Finally, Cris had cracked, using his power over wind, he sent a gust of wind toward the bakers breads, as they started to scatter about Cris attempted to blow them toward him so he can make a faster getaway. "Not the best way," Cris thought, "but I'm hungry!!"
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Brokenhearts
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Post by Brokenhearts on Jul 4, 2007 21:42:24 GMT -5
Sasha was bored. Haseeb was on a mission, so she was left alone with her monkey. she didnt feel like stealing just then, and she wasnt in a murderous mood. she was in a stragers city, not her own home, so she was also very much on edge. she wasnt jumpy or suspisious, her body was relaxed, her movements casual, bt her eyes darted all over the place. she needed to learn the lay out of this down town area fast. her name, Pulvasha Shaga, was known (more often than not the traslation was more known than the name; Light Sand), her face was nvr contected with the name. if she was going to steal or murder, her face and body would be covered. she thought to far a head to be pointed out in a crowd after the deed was done.
as she past a fruit stall, she ignited a basket at the back causing the owner's attention to be diverted and therefore she had hold of her lunch.
she allowed herself a small smile as she wandered away and aided the fire to die away. she loved her power over flames and darkness. she bit into a juicey peach and disappeared into nothing.
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Post by rubus on Jul 5, 2007 19:29:19 GMT -5
"Well, let's see what i got," Cris said to himself as he looked through his cloak, "Let's see. A medium sized loaf, and four-and-a-half smaller ones. I'll live." Cris started off toward the desert, "I'll just feather some animals, and bring them back to the hideout. Might let the others eat too!"
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Post by rubus on Jul 15, 2007 21:50:41 GMT -5
(people, why will you not post? if you must, just introduce your character.)
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