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Post by Farrelei on Feb 22, 2009 19:04:36 GMT 10
((I was also under the impression the abandoned city was abandoned))
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Post by Smallfry on Feb 22, 2009 19:07:08 GMT 10
((I was under the impression there are cars in abandoned cities))
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 22, 2009 20:41:47 GMT 10
((I wasn't o___o
Also, yeah, Frost, please tell us what time period this is. Is it steampunk? Thank you))
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Post by Smallfry on Feb 23, 2009 15:14:36 GMT 10
((*modifies*))
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 23, 2009 16:58:37 GMT 10
(( D; ))
Licorice pelted down into the city, swinging his head everywhere for signs of someone else.
BANG
Well, until the huge crash gave it away.
He swung around and raced towards the noise, where he saw a few train carriages smashed across some old houses.
This day just got weirder.
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Post by Frost on Mar 1, 2009 14:26:22 GMT 10
The Crow's, suddenly startled by the noise from the crashing noise, resumed their bird-like form and flew off wildly in different directions, squawking loudly for their master, although their appearances were different, they still thought like birds.
Harrow peered through the window, he noticed a small black cat running curiously through the feather-covered, empty street, Harrow slowly walked out of the house, and up to the cat.
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Post by Farrelei on Mar 1, 2009 16:16:53 GMT 10
Licorice, seeing the human, leaped backwads.
He eyed the human and did nothing more, annoyed greatly by the ruckus the birds were making.
He wasn't sure whether this human had a Clover or not.
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Post by Frost on Mar 1, 2009 16:40:48 GMT 10
Harrow peered down at the cat, he kind of expected it to get startled and run off straight away, but seeming as the cat didn't Harrow assumed it wasn't here just to mark it's territory.
Harrow, feeling slightly awkward, muttered a simple "Hello" to the cat.
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Post by Smallfry on Mar 1, 2009 17:33:55 GMT 10
"What is it?" Farran asked and ran up to Harrow.
He saw the cat and stopped.
"Is it one of them?"
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Post by Farrelei on Mar 1, 2009 19:18:56 GMT 10
The cat stopped and stared up at the newcomer, also human.
Judging by his question, Licorice felt save to say that they weren't evil beings of darkness.
Mostly safe to say, anyway.
However he still had no evidence they held Clovers.
Licorice pattered up to the first human and warily placed a paw on his foot.
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Post by Frost on Mar 2, 2009 15:00:25 GMT 10
Harrow nervously dropped his arm and stroked the cat in his head,
Perhaps the Clover's feel drawn to this place, first Farren pops up, now this cat... He concluded,
As Harrow ran his hand down the Cat's head, he noticed a small marking on the Cat's ear, whilst his whole body was a black colour, the mark wasn't.
Harrow touched the marking with the tip of his finger softly, and as he did the Book shimmered, the leather front and back turned a more brighter colour and the tears were slightly fixed, and a few markings of letters appeared on the front.
Inside, another page was slowly being filled with words, and the vine-like border around the pages shimmered a deeper Emerald Green, as did these words:
The Sky Clover was seen hardly ever by anyone, it was the quiet, peaceful one that chose it's owner based on Friendliness and Peacefulness.
The Sky Clover's opposite is Earth, The Earth is a firm, strong Clover constantly in fury with it.
The Sky Clover was one of the favourites of the Creator, he designed them all...
It stopped there.
"Y-your a Clover?" Harrow asked suprisingly.
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Post by Farrelei on Mar 2, 2009 20:58:19 GMT 10
The cat tilted his head. Oddly, he knew what the human was saying, but did not know how to reply, nor was he gifted in human customs or signs.
He meowed in such a way which left it soft yet curling at the end, hoping it resembled some kind of yes, as the humans would say.
Licorice wasn't sure whether his Clover had granted him the ability to understand all these creatures, or maybe it was just that words need no language when travelling along the wind. He wasn't sure.
He was sure, though, that this man had some kind of Clover. One that would allow him to tell that Licorice was also a Clover.
Hopefully he wasn't a baddie.
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Post by Frost on Mar 3, 2009 17:07:33 GMT 10
Harrow re-read the page over and over, it was obvious now that the Cat MUST be one to allow another page to be written.
Harrow knelt down the cat, and not knowing why, he revealed the small mark along his neck, then he pointed to the Cat's ear, hoping it'd understand.
Razi cursed as he saw the weakly flying Crows flying back to his Spire, this meant one of his two objectives today had failed.
The Crow handed a small, black letter to her, she delicately unopened it, the writing was a shimmering silver colour, asking her something.
How could she refuse?
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Post by Farrelei on Mar 3, 2009 21:47:02 GMT 10
((DUN DUN DUUN))
Licorice stared up at the man who was pointing to some kind of mark on his neck.
Licorice tilted his head.
The clover-man seemed to be acknowledging Licorice somehow, just as Licorice was to him.
He thought he understood, and with a swift moment, he clawed at the mark on the man's neck.
Just a little.
((Not enough for it to bleed))
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Post by Frost on Mar 4, 2009 17:21:32 GMT 10
Harrow chuckled and rubbed his neck, he knew better than to try and communicate with a cat, regardless, he turned to Farren, "This cat is also a Clover, Now then, where did you stay before here? There's a good chance we may be attacked again if we stay here," He told him.
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