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Jan 19, 2007 17:28:54 GMT -5
Post by .avaline on Jan 19, 2007 17:28:54 GMT -5
Raven slowly drifted back down to the earth, So many bright colors, depressing. She thought. The Fifties entrance was not to far away, she had seen a guy with long claws go in, and she was curios.
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Jan 19, 2007 17:35:35 GMT -5
Post by Mace on Jan 19, 2007 17:35:35 GMT -5
Mace absently looked out of the window and saw a young girl near the enterance. He hurried down from the second floor and opened up the front door. "Hey," he called, not sure who she was, his hand reaching for his mace that was strapped to his back.
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Jan 19, 2007 17:39:03 GMT -5
Post by .avaline on Jan 19, 2007 17:39:03 GMT -5
((Shes not that young shes 19)) Raven spred her wings drifted down from the tree she had just flown up to. She drew her katana and pointed it at the man who had called to her.
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Jan 19, 2007 17:51:43 GMT -5
Post by Mace on Jan 19, 2007 17:51:43 GMT -5
OOC sorry I forgot but still to Mace, who is 28, you are young.
"What's your purpose here?" He stared at her, trying to decided if she was friend or foe, he knew she was not a Murder, but she could be one of their new recruits...
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Jan 19, 2007 17:53:44 GMT -5
Post by .avaline on Jan 19, 2007 17:53:44 GMT -5
"Oh I was curios I saw a rugged looking man enter that door" she said pointing to the door.
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Jan 19, 2007 17:57:45 GMT -5
Post by Mace on Jan 19, 2007 17:57:45 GMT -5
"Yeah, he belongs to the group called the Fifty, I'm their leader," said Mace simply.
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Jan 19, 2007 17:59:39 GMT -5
Post by .avaline on Jan 19, 2007 17:59:39 GMT -5
Raven peered behind Mace, sheathing her sword this place was interesting. "If you want I will join"
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Jan 19, 2007 18:04:09 GMT -5
Post by Mace on Jan 19, 2007 18:04:09 GMT -5
"Alright," he smiled at her, removing his hand from behind his back. He stepped toward her and offered her his hand, "the name's Mace."
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Jan 19, 2007 18:09:55 GMT -5
Post by .avaline on Jan 19, 2007 18:09:55 GMT -5
"Raven" she said to Mace, her wings unfurled behind her, she adjusted her daggers. "So where do I go?"
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Jan 19, 2007 22:54:34 GMT -5
Post by FireiceXHydroXFirestorm on Jan 19, 2007 22:54:34 GMT -5
Felidae's eyes followed Mace and Raven, their scrawny forms were tiny from Felidae's position. She was hunkered in the top of an old maple, it's sticky sap was clumping in her tail's fur, and she cursed at it's stickiness. She reverted her eyes back to the scene to see the pair walk into the base. Seeing that the close was clear, she swung in a ninety degree angle on the branch and dropped down, making a soft noise in the green grass. She looked up at the building, it's walls loomed over her ominously. Felidae stooped in front of the entrance, holding back the feeling to knock at the door. Felidae! What are you thinking? You don't go around the likes of them! Yet, the feeling. It's powerful, but what is it? She softly knocked on the Fifteys' base door. She nervously waited there to see if one would answer.
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