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| The Travels of Mellisa and Grigori [P]; Grigori and Mellisa traverse the Debon Plains | |
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| Topic Started: Tue Oct 4, 2011 12:36 am (278 Views) | |
| Regina | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:06 am Post #16 |
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*Are you serious look.* "Really? Im an elf.... were almost all trained to be hunters... But thanks anyway." *She starts humming a different toon.* "So... your a rouge huh?" |
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| Meninbla | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:09 am Post #17 |
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"Oh, I didn't realize you were an elf... Uh.. Yeah I geuss I am a bit of a rogue. I steal for a living.." Grigori confesses. Then he puts his face in his hand. |
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| Regina | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:13 am Post #18 |
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*Shocked but not shocked at the same time.* "I see... I guess thats what some people have to do these days. But if i get dragged into any crap because of you.." *Licks the tip of her arrow so you get the jist of it." |
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| Meninbla | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:15 am Post #19 |
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*0_0 kind of face on* "Yeah uh... About that...." Then Grigori realizes he probably is headed for trouble with Mellisa just by saying those two words. |
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| Regina | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:23 am Post #20 |
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*She sighs and puts her arrow back in her quiver.* "What did you do...?" *She starts walking again and she sighs.* "What did i get myself into...?" |
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| Meninbla | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:25 am Post #21 |
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"Uh... Well... Do you remember that guy back at the bar? The one who asked about the manuscript?" Grigori begins as he starts twiddling his fingers. "I kind of stole that..." |
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| Regina | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:26 am Post #22 |
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"O god damnit... and i defended you.....!" *She is clearly mad now because shes got the mad strut about her walking and her fists are clenched and she has stopped humming her tune.* |
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| Meninbla | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:30 am Post #23 |
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"Well, I'm sorry." He explains. "I think I should have stopped this act a long time ago, almost a year ago. I lost my memory of everything. Everything except my name and my job. I had this journal the entire time but I haven't bothered to read it until now..." |
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| Regina | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:35 am Post #24 |
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*She stops and turns to Grigori and puts all her weight on one hip and puts one arm on the other hip and lets the other one dangle on her left side.* "So... im pretty much screwed now because you cant remember anything exept that you need to steal for a living and drag other people into it? Well isnt that just great!" *Her dangling arm goes up on the final word and smacks her hip as it comes down.* |
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| Meninbla | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:39 am Post #25 |
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"I didn't expect you to understand...." Grigori says bitterly. He looks away and walks away southward. He tilts his head up a bit, looking at the sky. How could he have expected her to understand how he feels about his life? No one ever does. This wasn't the first time. |
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| Regina | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:41 am Post #26 |
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*She is still annoyed but she decides to stick with him all the way through.* "What am i doing..... Ugh, hey wait... sorry. Its just really annoying... ill stick with you to the city but then i need to go about my own life." |
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| Meninbla | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:47 am Post #27 |
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Grigori stops and sighs. Why did he even stop and go back to the girl in the first place? Why did he stay the night? He could have just left the room during the night while she was sleeping and not have to put up with this. He could have gone on with his life. "Me too, I geuss." he says. Then he takes out his journal and starts reading it along the way to Balefire. His excellent coordination allowed for multi-tasking. He started walking with her, determined not to start another conversation. |
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| Regina | Tue Oct 4, 2011 2:49 am Post #28 |
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*Senses that he doesnt want her here.* "Well ok then...." *Walks about 10 feet infront of Grigori.* "I see how it is." |
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| Meninbla | Tue Oct 4, 2011 3:05 am Post #29 |
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Grigori sighs and stares at the sky some more. He puts his journal back in his bag and takes out the manuscript. He decides to read it as something to do while walking down the landmark-less plain. He starts reading the first paragraph. Soon, he realizes that it isn't a manuscript at all. It's list of Bingo Book targets wanted by Imythess. As he looks down the list, he sees Viccini, Grigori. Blood racing, he looks at the paper. It says: Viccini, Grigori: Wanted, Dead or Alive - 5000 gold coins. Wanted for murder, theft, and arson. *:O face* They keep walking, Mellisa in the lead. Grigori puts the papers back in his bag and they soon reach Balefire... |
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| Regina | Tue Oct 4, 2011 3:08 am Post #30 |
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*Looks back and sees him reading the stolen manuscript and says.* "What does it say? Was it worth taking..?" *She smirks and laughs a little bit as they reach the large gates of Balefire.* |
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