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Post by Naomi Isra on May 27, 2010 18:36:42 GMT -5
Naomi slipped through her door and into the hallway of the apartment complex she had lived in with her brother and parents her entire life. She was never going to come back. She had everything she needed her bag slung across her back. Tonight she was leaving. She was wearing her best dress for a reason, as well. Because tonight was the night. Full moon, spiritual crossroads just a little ways out of town, and a friend who was going to meet her there and take her to Kyyra afterwards. She didnt' feel regret. It wasn't a part of her. Mum and Dad had made sure of that. No regrets. If its' worth regretting, you learned from it. She was outside. Finally. It was just a little ways beyond when someone called out to her. (ooc. dress: www.roxx-online.com/roxxonline/images/productPhotos/Black%20fleur%20de%20lys%20medieval%20dress%20871.JPG ) |
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Post by vidor on May 27, 2010 19:30:15 GMT -5
"Ms. Mancer, are you running away?" Vidor said causally.
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Post by Naomi Isra on May 27, 2010 19:33:38 GMT -5
"I don't know what gave you that idea." She said. She was eighteen. She could do what she wanted. Legally, no one had control of her.
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Post by vidor on May 27, 2010 19:40:46 GMT -5
"Sneaking out in the middle of the night, with a suitcase. Do you always try to deny your actions? Not taking responsiblity for them?" he asked.
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Post by Naomi Isra on May 27, 2010 19:45:58 GMT -5
"It's not a suitcase. It's a briefcase for one thing." She said. "And it's filled with paperwork that I have to deliever to a unaffliated third party by midnight or I'll lose my job. And I have nothing to deny, so I have nothing and no one to be responsible for but myself."
She held her head up.
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Post by vidor on May 27, 2010 19:51:00 GMT -5
Vidor smiled.
"And you lie." he said.
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Post by Naomi Isra on May 27, 2010 19:54:12 GMT -5
She whipped her dagger(poisoned, of course) out and held it to his throat, dropping her briefcase.
"Listen up. No matter what I am now, first and foremost, I'm a trained, born and bred, assasin. So, if I were you, I would shut up and let me by." She said. "Before I start taking after my father and get a little sword happy."
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Post by vidor on May 29, 2010 5:20:09 GMT -5
Vidor smiled.
"Killer as well then." he said, pulling his sleeve a bit. Dropping a card. That exploded at her feet.
She jumped back from the heat, and knicked his neck a bit. But didn't cut anything necessary.
"I was trained in magic, amour. I have tricks as well."
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Post by Naomi Isra on May 30, 2010 17:00:55 GMT -5
"Let. Me. By." She said. "You have no reason to be blocking my path and if I scream, you'll get in trouble. So let me by, or I will call for help."
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Post by vidor on May 30, 2010 17:02:22 GMT -5
"I'm also not blocking you, if you haven't noticed. You can easily walk around or away from me." He said. "It is your choice not mine, for you to stay."
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Post by Naomi Isra on May 30, 2010 17:22:11 GMT -5
She picked up her briefcase and calmly began to walk around him. She smirked.
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Post by vidor on May 30, 2010 17:25:12 GMT -5
Vidor shrugged and walked the other way.
"Wish you luck, Necromancer." he said.
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Post by Naomi Isra on May 30, 2010 17:29:29 GMT -5
"I wish you less confusion and possibly your soul back, Vidor." She said.
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Post by vidor on May 30, 2010 17:33:25 GMT -5
"Two things I will never have." He said, and turned the corner.
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