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    I am confused as well. What are all of these? Wait, sorry it is a personality test. Never mind, i know what it is
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    Scars hurries his step, walking with a bit more speed towards the vaults. Come on
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    First paddled along Aerol. 'What do we do about him?" she asks, thrusting her chin at the boy on the shore. @Through The Living Glass
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    She turns to him, her own nervousness arising. "Could you help me find the right time to tell them. I don't feel like during the middle of the games is an appropriate time." @J. Magi
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    Scars just walks behind the ever growing group. How many people decided to rob the bank today. His mind turns blank, as he mindlessly acts like a bank employee, almost ignoring the other group. But following them all the while.
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    Dougella laughs. "It is a bit of responsibility making sure that no one does anything stupid." She notices the tone in his voice, and squeezes his hand. "Yes I want too, these are the people that I would trust my life with. You don't have to be nervous." @J. Magi
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    Scars looks at the impressive building in front of him. The colours all matching, and the whole building emanated strength. Like it was impossible to break into. He smiles to himself, I always like a challenge. He starts striding towards the building, checking for any laneways or side doors. He spots one, and quickly ducks into it, acting like he belonged. His suit and tie letting him look like he belonged as well. He walks the corridor of the buildings, now behind the desks. Well that was easier than expected. When he goes around a corner though, he sees a group of people. Damn.
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    Dougella nodded at him. "That is probably a smart idea. She says thoughtfully, best not to talk about bodily matters at the dinner table. This is one of the reasons I married you I think" she says playfully. "You are the brains of this operation" @J. Magi
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    Today is my last official day of school. 

    I am so excited. 

    Will not be on for a while. 

    1. Through the living jeff

      Through the living jeff

      Yay for no school!

    2. Through The Living Glass

      Through The Living Glass

      . . . what is 'a while'

  11. Scars of Hathsin
    "I think I will walk" Arranis says, getting his vial out, and scrawling a few symbols on his boots with the red substance that was inside. "Lets go" he says, a spring in his step.
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    I have not lost this in a while. . Thanks for reminding me @Through The Living Glass
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    First stiffens, noticing the select choice of words. What is she hiding from me. "oh ok" Dream squawks from her shoulder, and moves to the tip of her ship, chirping playfully at the other Aviar. @Through The Living Glass
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    First launches her own kayak, pushing it into the water gently, trying not to make much sound or movements. She paddles up towards Aerol, "So who are we going to find?" she says queryingly @Through The Living Glass
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    "Uhhh, Sure" First says, somewhat surprised with the forthrightness. Surely she would have kept something a secret, people always do. Like that....person called my stepmother Her mind turns jaded, and she shakes her head, trying to dislodge the memories, but photographic memories do odd stuff to your brain. She glances at Reef, there head in the sand. "Odd behaviour" she comments. Going back, and picking up her kayak, dropping the paddle on her foot. "Rust and Ruin" she curses underneath her breath. @Through The Living Glass
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    First gives a whistle, and her aviar fly's over. "Who's a good boy" she says, stroking its plumage. "I haven't got a name for him yet, but after a dream I had last night, I am thinking "Dream" the bird stands up taller, and she feels a something in the connection between them, a deepening perhaps. She shrugs off the thought, but a few lessons of connection flit through her mind. I think our connection just deepened, or grew. She smiles to herself. @Through The Living Glass
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    "Somewha" First says, her tone indicating her uncertainty. 'I dont want to be a monster hunting her prey, but I dont want to be the prey either, if you get what I mean" she glances at the other girl. @Through The Living Glass
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    "I want someone who can look after themselves in the arena, and help me kill others." she says, her own voice changing slightly, catching the tone in the other girls voice. Letting her hand drop. @Through The Living Glass
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    First feels her jumper, which she had cut a small hole into, and a knife not rest within. Still there. She lets out a small sigh. "Nice to meet you" she says, putting her hand out. @Through The Living Glass
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    First lets the arrow slip from its notch on the bow, storing it back into the quiver on her back. Before walking a bit closer. "My name is First, what is ours?" @Through The Living Glass
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    First watched as the crossbow was lowered, more tension easing out of her body. Still dangerous with a quarrel in it. She thinks to herself, having seen them in action before. She lowers her own bow, confident with her ability to shoot however. "Now we both take quarrels or arrows out" she says questioningly @Through The Living Glass
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    "No" she yells out. "I have risked enough already", she cracks her eyes open, seeing the threat of the crossbow decreasing. "You put your weapon down first, then I will" @Through The Living Glass
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    First slowly lowers the kayak, the arrow still resting on her bow. "Please dont shoot?" she says somewhat sadly, and resigned, almost expecting a crossbow quarrel to slam into her, her body stiff. @Through The Living Glass
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    Name: Scarsie (Not Arranis I know) AGE: 17 ALLOMANTIC/FERUCHEMICAL POWER (Or Twinborn): Randomly Chosen (A-Steel, F-Gold) Physical Description: Somewhat tall, lanky, unfit, brown hair, blue-grey-green eyes Reason For Robbing Bank (Important to the Intro): Thought it would provide a challenge
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