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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Sept 28, 2009 11:05:05 GMT -5
As Yeligar stood up and then he bend over a bit. The mace earlier made more damage than he thought it would. He pressed his hand on his stomach and saw some blood on his hand.
"I need to end this, fast" He said to himself as the yellow blade entered the lance. He looked at his opponents, and stuck his lance into the air. A sphere of lightning formed and beams fired at his opponents, frying them. After they died, the yellow blade shot out. He walked toward Vincent, with his hand over his stomach.
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Post by vincent on Sept 28, 2009 23:10:20 GMT -5
"Interesting..." Vincent answered quietly. He knew he heard of all sorts of these types of groups of people, but had run into very few. Usually they were much harder to find than this.
His thoughts were put aside at the sight of his old friend approaching, his stomach wounded.
"Those cheats gave you trouble, did they? I was lucky I came out of mine dirty, with a few bruises and a headache," Vincent chuckled slightly as he came close to Yeligar to get a better look at the injury, "how bad is it, Sir?"
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Post by lana on Sept 28, 2009 23:27:47 GMT -5
The young lady's eyes widened even more at the sight of Yeligar. A healer was quick to appear, however, an older woman with fading red hair took Yeligar by the arm and insisted he sit down.
"We'll look after you. If you are travelling, you must stay for the night at least and we'll be sure to treat you only very well," the brown-haired girl said slowly, frowning sympathetically at Yeligar as he was treated. She turned her attention back to Vincent and smiled gratefully up at him.
"Really. If you and your friend need anything at all, don't hesitate to ask..."
She was cut short by Nathan, who'd dropped several small boxes behind her. She excused herself from Vincent for a moment, turning and then bending over to help pick them up.
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Post by vincent on Sept 28, 2009 23:43:11 GMT -5
Vincent was in the middle of just shaking his head, hands up in protest and repeatedly telling her, "No, no, really. Miss, we're just..."
Her attention was pulled away by the clumsy fellow, Vincent's eyes naturally as any normal human's would, followed her as she turned in Nathan's direction.
And they widened as she bent over in front of him. He swallowed hard, almost embarrassed that he let his eyes follow her and trace the curves of her young body. At the same time, the feeling made him giddy inside, like some kid in a candy shop.
'Now now, Stupid,' Vincent's inner-self tried to reason with him, 'you take a good look at that girl--not in that way!--remember, she's a girl. How old is she, we don't know, and we both know you have only one eye at the moment but that doesn't mean you're blind; you know she's way younger than you. She looks as though she's only a few or so more years older than Jasmine--you wouldn't have sex with your own daughter, would you!?'
Vincent cringed and bit his lip. Of course he wouldn't, that was repulsive. And where he'd heard of some fathers into that kind of thing, he most definitely wasn't. It was just...NO, that's what it was.
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Post by lana on Sept 28, 2009 23:55:39 GMT -5
"Are you alright? You're not hurt, are you?"
She'd turned back, seeing a look of discomfort on Vincent's face. She stepped towards him, closer than she had been before, eyebrows raising in worry.
"I'm terribly sorry, I should have done this a bit earlier," she held out her hand warmly towards him, "my name is Melanie, and I'm not sure I'd said thank you, Mr...?"
It was almost as though she'd read his mind, as this Melanie spoke, her other hand pulled at the ribbon that was holding her hair up. With it released, her brown hair fell and with a shake of her head, the long soft curls sat over her chest and seemed to perfectly frame her breasts.
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Post by vincent on Sept 29, 2009 0:38:40 GMT -5
Vincent shook his head at her, closing his eyes for only a moment, hoping in some way to shake away any of the thoughts he'd just had. He opened his eyes only to find another fine, visual surprise waiting, teasing him. They widened again.
"I..."
'God help me...' if Vincent's brain could sigh, it would have right now. His wide-eyed, confused look turned quickly into a charming grin as he took Melanie's hand and gave it a gentle kiss.
"You can call me Amazing if you really want, but my name is Vincent. And I believe you have said thank you enough already, Miss Melanie," Vincent dropped her hand shortly after and pointed towards Nathan only not too far away, "but I shouldn't get too close, your boyfriend might not like that."
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Post by lana on Sept 29, 2009 1:14:25 GMT -5
Melanie giggled, her cheeks flushing a light pink as she shook her head.
"Oh no, Nathan is my brother," she took her hand that he'd kissed and used it to gently comb through her hair, "so...do you call yourself the 'Amazing Vincent' or is that what you want me to call you?"
She may have been younger, but she wasn't stupid. She could already see what he was playing at, and that was okay because in some odd way, she kind of wanted it. In that sense, she had to play back in the same way, right?
"Of course, it is probably me who should not be getting anywhere close, you probably have a wife and all."
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Post by vincent on Sept 29, 2009 1:24:27 GMT -5
"Did," Vincent answered as he shook his head, "and she was a lovely woman, too. The Sumata killed her while I was away on a mission. That was awhile ago, though, and in the years without her I've left home and have been working closely with the army against the Sumata..."
'Liar. LIAR! And yet what reward lies ahead for it if it works...'
"I suppose then you have permission to call me whatever you'd like. Old, probably," he shrugged, smirking.
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Post by lana on Sept 29, 2009 1:40:22 GMT -5
"I'm sorry to hear that," Melanie's voice was genuinely sympathetic as he had spoken about his wife. She'd been lucky that Nathan was alive yet, it was always so sad to hear about someone else who wasn't quite as lucky.
"As for being old..." she raised an eyebrow as she gave Vincent a look-over. One would have thought that if Vincent couldn't keep his eyes in one spot then maybe she could have.
Unfortunately, hers were just as naughty. After momentarily scanning his body, she returned the smirk as she continued her answer with, "...you really don't look that old. I'd guess around thirty. Would you...like a bit of a tour of the village while your friend is being looked after? Nathan will stay by to make sure he is properly healed..."
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Post by vincent on Sept 29, 2009 1:47:23 GMT -5
"Thirty it is," he answered with a chuckle, again with the lying...but thirty-six was pretty close to thirty, right?
"Assuming Yeligar, my friend, has no problem with it, I'd be more than happy to get a good look at what your fine village has to offer," Vincent said, nodding politely to Melanie.
...And by 'village' he meant...well...
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Sept 29, 2009 6:56:27 GMT -5
As Yeligar was being lead away to another building, he heard his old friend's lies, but he still replied "I do not want you go get bored while I recover. Go and Explore, my friend."
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Post by lana on Sept 29, 2009 21:21:00 GMT -5
"Come along, sir, we'll take very good care of you," a blonde-haired woman who looked no older than twenty-five said to Yeligar as she sat down a small tray of bottles filled with different-coloured liquids in each one. The older woman waved her hand impatiently at her, snatching a few of the bottles sharply, mixing them and then handing them back to the younger. The red-headed woman closed her eyes and rested her hand just over Yeligar's wound and muttered a few, unknown words before his whole stomach area was covered in a white light.
As soon as the skin was patched she roughly pushed Yeligar down, ordering him to 'lay down and rest.' and the blonde-haired woman reacted by gliding over with the bottle in her hand, leaning over him to put the bottle to his lips.
"Drink it, sir! It will help you relax!" she said enthusiastically, a bright smile on her face.
In the meantime, Melanie smiled at Vincent and nodded, turning and ushering him to follow her down the main road through the village.
"Follow me, then. We have a bit of a tour to go through..."
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Sept 29, 2009 22:29:27 GMT -5
"You are the healer." He said with a calm voice as he swallow it. It had an... Unique flavor. "So, How long does this take in effect?"
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Post by lana on Sept 29, 2009 23:48:20 GMT -5
"It will only take a moment before you start getting a bit of a warm feeling all over. Your muscles will all relax and it'll feel like your body is taking a nice, twent-minute long nap," the blonde girl giggled, brushing a few strands of hair out of Yeligar's eyes while the red-headed woman rolled her eyes at her, "is there anything else you need me to get you at the moment to make you feel more comfortable?"
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Sept 29, 2009 23:55:47 GMT -5
"Well..." He started to asked, while getting a little flustered, "D-do you have any cigars?" In his head, he knew that he had to hold his cigar back.
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