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08-11-2007, 10:01 PM
"There are some. Old shelters that are deep in the forests or whatever. I need to find one of those," he trailed off and skipped another rock. ~ She smiled and continued walking. The moon would rise soon, and she would need to attend to it, being the moon goddess. She wondered how Apollo could still control the sun on Earth...     |
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08-11-2007, 10:02 PM
"I could help you. Its not like anything is tying me back here."
~ Athena broke into a run. "We must hurry." She shouted over her shoulder. Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby |
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08-11-2007, 10:09 PM
"No problem." Another bomb flew over head. This time much closer. Morgana jumped again. "Uh...lets hurry."
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby |
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08-12-2007, 01:32 PM
Morgana ran after him, not used to running in water but it would give less of a scent if somebody would try to find them.
~ Athena stopped short at a nearby village. Everything was burning and anything that wasn't was ruined. She ran into the mist of the battle, knowing that she had to save the weapon that was so important. Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby |
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08-12-2007, 01:33 PM
Suddenly, he made a sharp turn into the forest, hoping that she didn't lose track of him. He saw smoke rising from a tall chimney, and only hoped it was a shelter.
~ Artemis followed her, one hand on her sword and the other holding her skirts up. |
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08-12-2007, 01:36 PM
Morgana took the same sharp turn, nearly missing a tree in the process. "Yeah, thanks for the warning." She shouted.
~ Athena grabbed a sword off the ground and started to fight. She knew that she should have worn a shorter skirt but still fought. Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
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08-12-2007, 01:38 PM
He rolled his eyes and again started running, towards the smoke. He stopped and waited for her.
~ Artemis watched her for a moment and then suddenly blocked a blow from someone. She turned towards the man and started to fight. |
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08-12-2007, 01:40 PM
She came up next to him and stopped. "So, where...are we running to next?" She asked, then saw the smoke. "Ah, I guess we're here."
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby |
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