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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Nov 3, 2007 0:55:09 GMT -5
Jobe waves his hand at the door, now distracted. It's an obvious dismissal.
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Post by Seven on Nov 3, 2007 0:59:44 GMT -5
Fire nods and leaves the room, many thoughts running through his head, all with a rather upset undertone. He goes back to his room. Normally, on a day like this he would be training, instead, he sits on his bed sharpening and polishing his replacement sword (his last one being confiscated by nomics). After some though, Fire decides not to let Fala get away with infiltrating the Kaliente base. He realizes she's powerful and has everyone fooled, and he'll probably be the one killed for mad treason. But it doesn't matter that much. Respectively speaking, it's not like he has much longer to live anyways.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Nov 3, 2007 1:01:50 GMT -5
There's a soft knock on his door.
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Post by Seven on Nov 3, 2007 13:34:07 GMT -5
"come in," he says, not bothering to look up and not really caring to open the door himself.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Nov 3, 2007 16:41:25 GMT -5
The door opens slowly and the purple haired "Laiane" stands at it, looking a little sheepish, but relavtively confident.
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Post by Seven on Nov 3, 2007 22:41:34 GMT -5
Fire looks at her, "Should I still be calling you Laiane, Miss Vote of Confidence?"
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Nov 3, 2007 22:55:22 GMT -5
"No. You can call me what everyone else here does: Arien." She takes a step into the room, closing the door behind ehr.
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Post by Seven on Nov 3, 2007 23:02:02 GMT -5
Not looking up at her, "Arien, eh? Is that your real name, or just another famous fake identity? I see I wasted my efforts on freeing you..." still sitting on his bed, he holds up his sword to inspect the sharpness of the blade and any possible flaws, "of course it seems EVERYONE loves the name Laiane nowadays, including my new boss." he adds in sardonically.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Nov 3, 2007 23:04:59 GMT -5
"Freeing me? I didn't want to take your damn thing because I wasn't even a real prisoner! And no, everyone doesn't love that stupid name! BEsides..." SHe takes a deep breathe, calming herself. "I didn't come here to fight with you."
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Post by Seven on Nov 3, 2007 23:09:49 GMT -5
He briefly glance sover, "That's why I said it was a waste, neh? After all, I still wasted my energy making that damn thing thinking you could use it.
And as for the name, you rright. I despise hearing it at this point. So tell me little girl, what the hell do you want from me before you regret having knocked," fire's in a REALLY bad mood.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Nov 3, 2007 23:20:04 GMT -5
"Oh, don't go getting all pissy about it. I'm just here to make sure you weren't going to be an idiot and tell anyone." She raises an eyebrow. "You weren't let out just so you could get yourself killed."
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Post by Seven on Nov 3, 2007 23:23:09 GMT -5
"What would it matter to you or "laiane" if I died or not? Listen, I don't know what she's up to, but quite frankly, it's not going to work. And for the record, I don't trust anything you say."
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Nov 3, 2007 23:31:44 GMT -5
"Fine, don't take my advice! By a catalyst in the stupid war, for all I care. When the two families destroy each other, then we can all meet in hell and have a good laugh about it! It's not as if we're doing any harm. But no, everyone is so stuck in their bloody ways that when someone points out that everyone's wrong, they get shunned and throw back and forth like a hot potato! And god forbid any half-bloods grow into power!" She turns, and opens the door. "Just forget it! I shouldn't have bothered!" She leaves, slamming the door behind her.
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Post by Seven on Nov 3, 2007 23:41:04 GMT -5
He sighs loudly, "People sure do lose their temper around here easily," <---the pot calling the kettle black.
Light relfects off the blade of his sword, letting hismelf see his reflection for a moment, "Half-blood? I wonder if she was meaning to tell me that in the first place, or she just spilled it. Even so....that's so unlikely. If fala is a half-blood.....I don't see how that makes sense. Considering that she is of considerable status in both clans, and the heiress in Nomicutoris...Bah--doesn't matter how, if it's true that is. It could just be another deception. Assuming that it is though....well, it'd explain the desire to patch things up..."
He flumps on the backof his bed, "Good luck to ya, you'll certainly need it. Diplomacy has never worked before....working both sides will only anger people once they find out."
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Nov 3, 2007 23:45:41 GMT -5
Since the rooms aren't completely sound-proof, he'd hear voices from the hall. Most are just the conversations of passing people, but one in particular seems to stick out.
"Get off of me!" a female voice says.
"Come on, is that anyway to talk to your fiance?" replies a male.
"You're not my fiance. That implies choice, which I didn't--" she cuts off and there is a loud bang against the wall to his room.
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