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Post by Eros on Jan 16, 2006 14:41:51 GMT -5
"I thought that was obvious." He turned and was now walking backwards facing her.
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Post by Island*Horizon** on Jan 16, 2006 14:46:21 GMT -5
She raised an eyebrow, "Oh, please explain." a smile touched her lips, "And don't tell me you think im so werewolf."
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Post by Eros on Jan 16, 2006 15:10:44 GMT -5
"no, of course not." He stopped abruptly.
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Post by Island*Horizon** on Jan 16, 2006 15:12:15 GMT -5
Iris dodged out of the way and patted him on the cheek, "It's not that easy, lovie."
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Post by Eros on Jan 16, 2006 15:25:15 GMT -5
"of course not. Nothing is ever easy." A roster crowed in the background. "I best be off." He headed in the opposite direction of Iris.
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Post by Island*Horizon** on Jan 16, 2006 15:31:19 GMT -5
Iris shrugged and walked down the street, looking at the still closed shops, "That's one odd man."
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Post by Eros on Jan 16, 2006 15:39:24 GMT -5
He walked down the path until he arrived at his house. A sign hung above reading: The house of Supernatural. He took out a key from his boot and went inside. The home was dark and there were many different knick-nacks that lay around on the counters. "I was wondering when you would come back." A dark voice said from the shadows.
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Post by Island*Horizon** on Jan 16, 2006 15:43:20 GMT -5
Iris looked around for a new store before it opened, finding a jewelry shop she smiled and took out her lock picks, popping the door open she took all the different jewels. Suddenly she heard someone at the door. Stealithly she walked into the back room and looked around for an escape. She found a stairway and relaxed watching through a crack in the door, knowing shecould escape if there was danger.
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Post by Eros on Jan 16, 2006 15:54:52 GMT -5
"What are you doing in my store?" Infedus asked the shadowy figure. "I think you know why. I'm here for you services." He said. "there is a woman I'm trying to find. She has stolen something from me, and I need it back. She does not know what she has stolen." He stepped out from behind the shadows. His eyes were a dark blue. And his hair was blond and it was messy. He was tall. "I don't care if you kill her or not, I just want it back by sunset in two weeks." "What might the name of this girl be?" He asked him hesitantly. "And how is it that his has anything to do with the supernatural?" "All in good time..." The man said harshly. He disapeared like a smoke in the wind.
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Post by Island*Horizon** on Jan 16, 2006 16:04:32 GMT -5
The owner came into the shop and busied himself with the morning routine, he finally noticed the missing things and he gasped and angrily walked toward the door Iris was in, she hurridly ran up the stair and came into a room, it was dusty and boxes everywhere, looking around for a window she couldn't find one so she hid behind a large box.
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Post by Eros on Jan 16, 2006 16:13:45 GMT -5
A note was pinned to the wall. It read as follows: Subject: Iris, Dead or alive.
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Post by Island*Horizon** on Jan 16, 2006 16:31:15 GMT -5
The owner had come upstairs and looked around cursing like a salior. When he left Iris glared at the door he slammed shut. "I'm stuck here. There's no window. Lovely." Looking around to busy herself, she pulled off the cover of the crate she was hiding behind. Fragile was written across it and she looked around eagerly, hoping to find something valuable. She grabbed a bar and levered the box open, dust thwapped around her and she sneezed numerous times. The dark in the room was lightening slightly, proving there was a window somewhere it also meant the sun was coming up. She moved the woodshavings around inside the box hoping to find some treasure. Instead she found a large piece of cloth. It was a gorgous piece of cloth but not fragile. Shrugging, she figured she could find some use for it. Inspecting it, she realized it had silver and gold woven through it's maroon fabric, the fabric was soft to the touch and a black lacelike pattern covered over some parts of the cloth. Thinking of how large it was, she realized it must be a cloak. Eagerly she tryed it on, it fit perfectly. Snuggling into it she settled down to sleep until the day was done.
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Post by Eros on Jan 16, 2006 22:51:08 GMT -5
He opened the curtains and his door as the sun started to break over the crest of the hills. It was a brilliant morning. He sat down behind the counter. He would look for the woman at night. Right now, he had a shop to run.
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Post by Island*Horizon** on Jan 16, 2006 23:05:40 GMT -5
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Post by Eros on Jan 18, 2006 20:23:37 GMT -5
Many visitors came and went throughout the day. Nothing of much importance. The sun started to desend behind the mamoth hills of Sarabi.
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