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Wolfie |
Jun 24 2005, 12:01 AM
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Mage

Joined: 14-March 05
From: Dublin, Ireland

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Jonacin went to Serene's side when he heard her call him. "are you ok?" he asked her, "you look exhausted. You need to rest"
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 D�anaim smaoineamh, d� bhr� sin, t�im ann - Descartes Only the dead have seen the end of war ~ Plato Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G.K. Chesterton EnsamVarg
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Wolfie |
Jun 24 2005, 12:12 AM
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Mage

Joined: 14-March 05
From: Dublin, Ireland

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"It's ok Serene, everything we'll be fine. We'll make sure Celia takes the [potion" he said to her, gently stroking her hair, trying to comfort her
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 D�anaim smaoineamh, d� bhr� sin, t�im ann - Descartes Only the dead have seen the end of war ~ Plato Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G.K. Chesterton EnsamVarg
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MerGirl |
Jun 24 2005, 12:26 AM
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Mouth

Joined: 11-May 05

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(OOC: Sorry, slow computer and long post)
Celia bit her lip, not sure of what her feelings were right now. She did not know much about this disease except it is considered bad... Would she transform into one of those things? Then, again, most people thought bad of vampires, and she had thought so too, until she had met one personally...
On the other hand, during the fight, she had been unable to help the others. She was too weak to help fight, too helpless. If she had the disease, she could transform into something much more powerful, and, perhaps, if she put her willpower into it, she could control it and help her friends. She could be much more useful that way...
She stood there, still not sure what would happen.
Suddenly, she had another vision. But this vision contains not a creature, not the mage, but an imposing and wild-looking man with antlers... His eyes, soft, but firm and commanding... He whispered something in a soothing and reassuring voice... "Do not take the potion..."
She turned to Sel. "I'm sorry, but I can not.... I will leave the group if you want me to, but... I'm not drinking the potion."
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