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Post by Rojo on Mar 27, 2008 17:01:03 GMT -5
"HUZZAH! HOME!!!!" he yells, doing a happy jump. He runs around in circles, inhaling the cool sea air. He glomps Devon and laughs obnoxiously loudly.
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Post by Seven on Mar 27, 2008 17:03:05 GMT -5
"Gah!" Devon falls over into the sand, but quickly jumps up to his feet, dusting himself off frowning a little. He'd never get that sand out of his--
He stops his thought as he watches Rojo look so happy. He smiles, happy for his friend. Wait....this is Yorl! Now HE'S not home!
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Post by Rojo on Mar 27, 2008 17:08:04 GMT -5
Rojo lies on the sand, making a sand angel, grinning happily. He was back. Oh, the things he would have to show Devon...
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Post by Seven on Mar 27, 2008 17:08:58 GMT -5
Devon waltzed over, standing behind his comrade, "Good to be home?"
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Post by Rojo on Mar 27, 2008 17:12:59 GMT -5
He smiles and stand up
"Yep!" he looks over at the small village nearby. A woman comes out and looks at the two men, before going back into the house, muffled, she can be heard yelling,
"Hey, Moris, guess who jus' show up?"
"Yeah, dat Rojo what saved our Joana few monts back!" then the woman comes back out with a man who is taller and skinnier than she is.
The woman is dark-skinned and wears colourful clothing. She begins to walk towards Devon and Rojo.
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Post by Seven on Mar 30, 2008 16:36:16 GMT -5
Devon is feeling a little shy now; being thrown into this strange new world means he knows mothing of the etiquette, what's deemed correct and what's frowned upon, and all the rules society lays out which everyone is so familar with. Before the woman reaches them, Devon whispers lowly, "Friends of yours, Rojo?"
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Post by Rojo on Mar 31, 2008 8:10:35 GMT -5
He looks at Devon
"Nah, I saved her sister a few months ago from some elder god-worshipping cannibals" he said casually, as if this seemed to be no massive feat.
When the woman reached them, she squeezed Rojo tightly around the middle. Rojo himself feels his midsection being crushed beneath nineteen stone of girth. He smiles weakly as the woman lets go
"Good ta see ya agen, Rojo. We tank you for whatcha did." She looks Devon up and down "Friend o' yourself?"
"Uhh, yeah, he comes from a long way off"
"Everyboday come from a long way off of here" she turns around and begins to walk back towards the village. She beckons for them over her shoulder.
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Post by Seven on Mar 31, 2008 10:51:07 GMT -5
Devon smiles at her, though he wasn't left with time to properly introduce himself. He blinks, making sure to stick close to Rojo.
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Post by Rojo on Mar 31, 2008 11:03:27 GMT -5
He leads Devon after the woman and into her house. She beckons to them to sit at a wooden table in the middle of the only room of the hut. Beds are placed at random places around the floor, and a small shelf on the wall houses many jars. There is nothing else in the room of interest, save for some colourful drapes on the walls, with twisting designs and curved shapes.
The woman is not alone at the table, a tall skinny man with the same texture of skin is next to her, grinning widely to show white immaculate teeth. Rojo sits opposite them. There are no chairs so he has to kneel.
"So, what brings ya to our little island then, Rojo?" asks the man, in a kind but strong voice.
"Hmm,I don't know...we were suddenly here...I think we may be needing passage to the mainlands..." replied Rojo, not waiting to see if Devon sat down.
The wife looks at him, then smiles
"Not widout propa greetin' you won't"
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Post by Seven on Mar 31, 2008 16:36:39 GMT -5
Oh dear, what was a young noble to do without knowing all of society's rules? After all, they were so fixated on things like that. Devon had been closely following Rojo, like a shy child might, when it suddenly occurred to him that it no longer mattered. Wasn't this exactly what he had hoped for? He was free, free to do as he pleased, become an adventurer like Rojo, and so much more. Devon suddenly stopped looking so meek by the time he reached the couple's house. How exciting, what an adventure!
Devon followed Rojo in taking a seat. "Proper greeting?" he asks, when the woman smiles.
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Post by Rojo on Mar 31, 2008 16:42:16 GMT -5
"Ja" she says, looking at Devon "Tonight we have big fire wid lotsa food, we gonna have som fon tonight!" she gesticulates in the air.
Rojo looks at Devon, patting him on the back
"After that, I gotta lot to show you..."
Later that night around a roaring fire, many more villagers are dancing around a large fire, singing in some native language. Rojo picks up a handful of red berries and tastes one expermentally. After deciding he likes it, he eats a few more.
((Fork tis tred, mon?))
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Post by Seven on Mar 31, 2008 16:46:39 GMT -5
((yah man, tis a good i--dea.))
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Post by Rojo on Mar 31, 2008 16:50:29 GMT -5
And....back to the normal RANDOMESS!
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Post by Seven on Mar 31, 2008 17:25:16 GMT -5
yes, but what does the normal randomness consist of? planning what we should destroy?
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Post by Rojo on Mar 31, 2008 17:26:18 GMT -5
...Touche, miss Seven, touche.
Religion.
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