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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 23, 2009 14:03:08 GMT -5
Both of her eyebrows shot up and an amused smile touched her lips.
"Heroes? Are you on something? I doubt I'm a hero to anyone, Mark Angelus Fri, and I don't know why you're wasting your time on me. I'm not interested."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Aug 23, 2009 14:20:59 GMT -5
Mark: Sorry, I'm not on anything. Even if you do not think you're a hero your spirit says different. Listen believe me or not but it's the truth.
*He sighed holding out his hand, checking to see if anyone was looking and then focused his magic to his hand making it glow bright, then used the energy to make a white ball floating just over his hand.*
Mark: That right there is magic, something we are able to learn.
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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 23, 2009 14:26:41 GMT -5
Her eyes widened and she stared at the ball in disbelief.
"Oh my... How are you doing that?"
She reached out to touch the ball floating just above his hand.
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Post by Profeta on Aug 23, 2009 15:34:50 GMT -5
"It is what you would think it is my dear. Magic. " Profeta said "It is something that is common in our world." She stepped out from behind Mark.
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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 23, 2009 15:42:24 GMT -5
"Your world? You... Aren't from Earth...?"
She was very confused now, but was trying to keep an open mind, given what she had seen Mark do.
"Then where are you from? And why are you here?"
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Post by Profeta on Aug 23, 2009 16:56:55 GMT -5
"We are from a planet called Crepusculum, and we are here for you" She said "My name is Profeta, and I can see the future. There is a man, his name Trucido Damnedblood. His plan is to destroy both worlds and the universe and recreate it. You have a skill, that will be needed to change that outcome. Question is, will you help us?"
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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 23, 2009 17:03:19 GMT -5
"Help save both the worlds? Let's assume for a moment that I believe you, and that Crepusculum really does exist. How am I supposed to help? I'm not a big help in a war, I can't fight more than to protect myself, and even then not very well. I'm sorry Profeta, Mark Angelus Fri, you have the wrong girl."
She shook her head sadly and returned her attention to the inventory.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Aug 23, 2009 17:12:12 GMT -5
Mark: We won't force you it would be dangerous and a good chance that you won't come out alive, come on Ma'am. *He said to Profeta going to the door but then turned back to her.* But how can you sleep knowing you would have been able to save billions of people? Anyway, we're heading to the coffee shop right down the street, come there if you change your mind.
*He said then opened the door, waiting for Profeta to pass before he did.*
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Post by Profeta on Aug 23, 2009 18:26:30 GMT -5
Profeta passed him. "The one across the street is better, Mark. The one down there, will get close. There is cockroaches in their pastry, and that will be revealed soon." she said.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Aug 23, 2009 18:38:40 GMT -5
Mark: Okay, alright, the one across the street. *Mark said stepping out of the shop closing the door behind him, that power was both useful and annoying at times, but mostly useful.*
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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 23, 2009 18:40:14 GMT -5
She finished her shift in a subdued state. Her mind was replayed the strange scene, as well as the dream she had had a few weeks prior. She wondered if they were connected, the pale, black-haired woman spouting insanity about Fate and how they would meet soon. It had concerned her for a few days, but then she had forgotten it. Did she have something to do with Mark Angelus Fri and Profeta? She hesitated before stepping out of the store, undecided. Then she made up her mind and walked across the street and into the coffee shop.
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Post by Profeta on Aug 23, 2009 18:47:41 GMT -5
"Mark, can you get a chair for Faeylinn?" She said as she wiped the table.
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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 23, 2009 19:26:43 GMT -5
She didn't bother waiting for Mark Angelus Fri and pulled a chair over from another table, stting down across from Profeta.
"Tell me about Crepusculum."
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Post by Profeta on Aug 23, 2009 20:10:34 GMT -5
"It is a planet that is linked to this one. Crepusculum was blessed with magic, while Earth was blessed with technology. Crepusculum had 14 kingdoms. Now, That man I told you about earlier, Trucido. Well he had gather the leader of our kingdoms, and made the Sumatas XIII. Their plan is to recreate the universe, and become the new gods." She said, "The only way he can can achieve that goal, is has to collect to items called relics."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Aug 23, 2009 20:12:34 GMT -5
*Mark was about to get up but noticed she had got her own chair, he then simply closed his eyes and sipped his coffee... it was indeed a good cup of coffee.*
Mark: Crepusculum is like traveling back in time, the air is fresh, there are more forests then cities, although their medicals are far superior with the ability to use white magic, their armies use swords and magics for war and right now there is a group called the Sumata that are using all the countries leaders to gain a ton of power... *he put his cup down.* Is there anything specific you wanted to know about?
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