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Post by Tys on Aug 2, 2006 12:05:41 GMT -5
The noise had startled the person and rosed his curiousty to what it was. He got up from the bed and left the room, walking to where he heard the noise and getting to Mulciber's room.
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Post by Oliver on Aug 2, 2006 12:11:59 GMT -5
Sitting back upon her haunches, the female wolf aimed her keen honey hues at the man sitting against the tree. She wasn't hidden from view exactly, though he position made it hard for her to be seen. The shadows were becoming thick within the forest but she felt no need to hide within them. In her opinion, shadows were reserved for cowards, fools, and those who dwelled in darkness, none of which applied to her.
She silently watched, her twin peaks swiveling slightly upon her head at various sounds that filtered through the trees. She'd been watching the stranger for a quite a bit now.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Aug 2, 2006 12:14:08 GMT -5
"Sorry, I hope you weren't sleeping as well" Mulciber said apologeticly to the man, and then stuck his head into the attic and looked around. There was still some light coming in through the very dusty windows, but all he could see was dim forms of what could have been old broken furniture and other things.
Travesty didn't notice the new comer, as his good eye was closed, in an attempt at sleep. Unfortunately, the throbbing of his head and gut, along with the slpintered pain in his shoulder were makeing sleep a near impossibility. Instead he drifted through a teasing twighlight between sleep and wakefullness.
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Post by Tys on Aug 2, 2006 12:16:11 GMT -5
"No, I wasn't. What are you looking for?" The person asked curiousty could be heard in his usually bored tone.
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Post by Oliver on Aug 2, 2006 12:33:46 GMT -5
The wolf's tail gently lifted then dropped upon the ground though it made no noise. She sat idle, continuing to watch the person with curiousity.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Aug 2, 2006 17:10:32 GMT -5
"Anything. I didn't know this house had an attic" Mulciber replied. Candra was suprised that he had never knew that it had an attic, but she didn't say anything. Instead she stretched, yawned, and headed back to her bed.
Travesty opened his pale eye and looked around the dark woods. He had decided that sleep was going to elude him tonight, at least until he was truly exhausted. His eye kept going in and out of focus, and at some points he could make out the vague form of the wolf, but his mind credited it to the shadows along with his loopy physical state.
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Post by Tys on Aug 2, 2006 17:29:44 GMT -5
"Didn't you notice the windows?" The person asked curiousty leaving his voice.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Aug 2, 2006 20:37:47 GMT -5
"Yup" Mulciber said as he head up the stairs. He had, but he had never thought of asking, even though he had lived in the house until just five years earlier. He just hadn't cared.
Travesty closed his eye again, and entered some kind of light sleep amazingly.
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Post by Tys on Aug 2, 2006 20:40:49 GMT -5
"Then you must not think." The person told him, looking up at him.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Aug 2, 2006 21:04:03 GMT -5
"That could be" Mulciber called down from the attic. He was looking at the back, where the last rays of sunlight were coming through a window and bouncing off of something shiny.
Travesty started to dream. At first, it was a normal dream. Nothing made any sense, and nothing stayed the same. People spoke, but only a few sentences could be understood, and the meaning of the words was lost in the dream. Things made great and terrible noises, and then stopped, only to change and come back as something different. There were creatures he feared, but he didn't know why he feared them. Then it started to clear, the meaningless colores and noises dieing down and going away. Eventually everything faded, and it was all black. He was actually thinking rationally, but he couldnt see or hear anything. Something was forming in the darkness of his dream.
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Post by Tys on Aug 2, 2006 21:10:24 GMT -5
"Found anything interesting?" The person called up to him, even though he wasn't curious.
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Post by Oliver on Aug 2, 2006 21:10:25 GMT -5
The wolf's form was like a statue. She remained motionless as she watched the intruder. Her mind was hard at work wondering what to do with him. It had been quite awhile since someone had entered the midst of her woods. Perhaps something of interest could result from his coming.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Aug 2, 2006 21:37:32 GMT -5
"Maybe!" Mulciber called back. As he got closer the the shiny object, and as his eyes got used to the darkness, he noticed other objects all lined up against the wall along with the shiny one. "What the hell..?" he said to himself quietly. He fumbled around in his coat pockets and brought out a small lighter, which he flicked into life after a couple of trys. The wall was orderly lined with weapons, with a word above each one. He got closer to them. The shiny one had fallen from its resting place and was unsheathed. It was a dagger, ornately edged and bent, making it look very vicious. He picked it up along with the fallen sheath, and resheathed it. Then he put it back in its rightful position on the wall. He then held the lighter to the word above the daggers position. It simply read "Candra." His eyes widened, and he moved to the one to the left of it. This spot was empty. When he held the lighter to the word above, it read "Mulciber". He glanced at the katana on his hip. He moved to to the next one, which looked empty, but on closer inpection, he noticed the unfinished handle of what could have been built into anything. The word above it was "Travesty". He kept on moving, but he knew what to expect. It was the name of all his ancestors on his fathers side, of which there was around fifty or sixty. He found all kinds of things, from crossbows to mauls to swords, like rapiers and crusaders, katanas like his own, short swords, broad swords, long swords, along with axes, small and large, bludgeons of all kinds, maces, a barbed whip even. All of them based on the personality of the barer. A few were empty, like his grandfathers spot, which was the weapon Travis carried. Which made Mulciber remember; that hammer had not been teleported with Travis. It was still laying outside on the ground.
Travesty dark dream was beginning to take shape. He could just barely make out the form of a girl, or maybe a young women in his mental darkness. She was approaching him, and as she did so, she became clearer. He could make out her features now...she seemed like someone he knew. Somebody from the past. Somebody beautiful.
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Post by Tys on Aug 2, 2006 21:42:36 GMT -5
"Like what?" The person called up to him, becoming a little curious.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Aug 2, 2006 21:49:13 GMT -5
"If you're curious, you could come up and see for yourself." He turned to head for the stairs, but changed his mind and headed back to the beginning. He grabbed Candras dagger, and then headed back to the staircase.
Travestys dream girl was in full view to him now. She had soft brown eyes, long black hair, peach colored cheeks and lips, and was wearing a whispy tan colored dress that went down to her feet. A name floated through his mind, and he asked in a strangely quiet and tamed voice "S..Sophia?"
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