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Post by Julie Clementae on Sept 7, 2009 16:18:09 GMT -5
She was oncfused, and not for the first time.
"Why they would enter Crepusculum? Don't they live here too? Or is there some other specil place where they stay?"
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 7, 2009 16:43:16 GMT -5
Mark: Ehhh, the world itself is named Crepusculum Regnum, this country is named Crepusculum. It's the only country not under the rule of the Sumata. *he explained.* their presence here could very well lead to a world war... and as strong as Crepusculum is it couldn't stand up to the mass forces of Roccia or the Navy forces of Unda... not to mention the small but extremely power forces of Vuoto...
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Post by Julie Clementae on Sept 7, 2009 16:47:46 GMT -5
She nodded.
"That makes sense..."
She looked around and yawned.
"I tis getting late, we should find those rooms soon, I'm gonna crash anytime now."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 7, 2009 20:17:20 GMT -5
Mark: Right, I'll get us some rooms. *He said fishing into his pocket and pulling out a couple coins.*
This should do...
*He walked over to the man at the pub, ((turns out it is a inn to, convenient.)) and started talking to him, laying a couple coins in front of him.*
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Post by Julie Clementae on Sept 7, 2009 20:20:03 GMT -5
She stood up and yawned again, stretching. The she walked over to Mark.
"So, is it all set? I don't mean to be rude, but I need sleep, and soon."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 7, 2009 20:25:23 GMT -5
Mark: No problem, I got a room. *He stopped for a moment and smirked.* Oh but they only had one room and one bed so I guess we're sharing...
*There was a long pause only the crickets could be heard..*
Mark:... what? No time for jokes? *He pulled two keys.* Don't worry, you got your own room.
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Post by Julie Clementae on Sept 7, 2009 20:26:50 GMT -5
She grinned and took her key.
"Good, 'cause I might have felt just a bit guitly about making you sleep on the floor... Or maybe not."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 7, 2009 20:30:11 GMT -5
Mark: Ouch, that hurt. *Mark said slipping his key into his pocket.* Anyway just yell if you wake up seeing someone watching you.
*He said with a wave as he started to the stairs.*
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Post by Julie Clementae on Sept 7, 2009 20:32:01 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes and found her room, going inside and making sure the door was locked behind her. She pulled off her shoes and laid down on the bed, falling asleep almost instantly.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 7, 2009 20:35:46 GMT -5
*Mark laid in his bed and took a nice yawn... and then was out... totally out... nothing was gonna wake him.*
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Sept 7, 2009 20:51:25 GMT -5
In Faeylinn's room, there was a sound. It sounded like a spoon scrapping a bowl. A man in a blood red clothings, was standing the corner, with a bowl of ice cream. He placed the bowl on the ground, and walked towards the bed, and pulled out his sword. He placed the blade on her face, and slid it down her arm, not cutting her. He sheathed his sword, and shook her bed.
"Wake up, princess." He whispered.
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Post by Julie Clementae on Sept 7, 2009 21:02:35 GMT -5
She felt the bed shake a bit and someone saying something that vaguely sounded lie 'wake up'. So she turned over and mumbled almost incoherently.
"Five more minutes, it's too early to get up..."
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Sept 7, 2009 21:08:41 GMT -5
"Or will it be too late?" He asked, as he pulled out his sword and stabbed the bed right in front of her eyes. "Get up now, or the next stab will be in the spine."
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Post by Julie Clementae on Sept 7, 2009 21:13:12 GMT -5
She realized that there shouldn't be someone in her room trying to wake her up just a moment before someone stabbed their sword right next to her face.
"Yaii!!!"
She pushed herslef out of bed away from the sword as quickly as she could, almost falling. She stood next to her bed and stared at the man who was threatening her for a moment before fully realizing her situation; she needed help.
"Mark!!!"
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 8, 2009 11:34:32 GMT -5
*Mark was stirred awake by her screaming. ((although barely.)) he fumbled out of his bed not bothering to throw his shirt back on because he was so dizzy from waking up quickly.*
Mark: I'm coming... *He said trying to grab the door knob on the door then twisted it open and fumbled down the hall to where he believed she was sleeping.*
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