Brightfire
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Aria followed Firestorm up to the library. Firestorm was explaining, "We keep good records, names, codename, mage type, appearence, whether they stayed or passed through, relations. This is reminding me so much of someone, and I need to see if they were here."
She walked into the library and flipped on the lights.
Aria swallowed as the scene hit her, so different from last night.
There were signs of a struggle, and books and paper were strewn about. There was a large red stain spread over a large mass of the paper, but no corpse.
Firestorm looked around the wreckage and stepped in. The records were kept in a wooden box in the back. She averted her eyes from the red papers, sad for the poor librarian who tried to protect the books.
Her gaze rested on the area where the records would be.
They were gone.
All that was left was a neatly scribed note.
Nice try.
It had the necromancers sign as a signature.
Firestorm felt sick. Someone had to be betraying the rebellion.
But who?
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There seems to be more of this in roleplaying every day, so I feel I shall protest here: Please no godmodding or bunnying!
"As Mr. Sloan always says, there is no "I" in team, but there is an "I" in pie. And there's an "I" in meat pie. Meat is the anagram of team... I don't know what he was talking about." ~Shaun
We'll miss you, Steve Irwin!!!
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Spookyghost
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(I'm guessing now would not be a good time to introduce another character, especially with all this going on...)
Aurora headed quickly to bed, but in her dreams she was hunted like a witch and burned at the stake. For someone to think she betrayed the rebellion, it was impossible, was it? She woke up sweating and took a cold shower before heading back to sleep.
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Brightfire
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Loc: Down in Mississippi and up to ...
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(It doesn't really matter, sometimes stuff going on is a good time for a new character.)
Firestorm slowly looked around at the devestation again. "Someone's going to great lengths to keep us from finding them, and yet they are probably one of us." She checked the room for magic, and found only scant traces of dark magic.
Her mind worked quickly; there was only one dark elemental in the rebellion.
But was it possible that he was the traitor?
She considered the behavior of the master of the light element again--she seemed, in Firestorm's view, at least--to be particularly unsurprised. Firestorm shook her head. The last one never seemed surprised either, just always on edge and considering everything a threat.
She sighed. It was best that she got back to current matters: The shield.
She shuddered at the thought. It had taken the strongest mages to raise the shield more than a day, and all were word out after weaving so big a permanent working. One even died. And new mages always helped reinforce it.
Now it was completely destroyed.
Firestorm shook her head. "How will we be able to fix this...?"
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Visit the Brightfires: cybunny5065
There seems to be more of this in roleplaying every day, so I feel I shall protest here: Please no godmodding or bunnying!
"As Mr. Sloan always says, there is no "I" in team, but there is an "I" in pie. And there's an "I" in meat pie. Meat is the anagram of team... I don't know what he was talking about." ~Shaun
We'll miss you, Steve Irwin!!!
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Spookyghost
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(I'll be gone for a while and won't be able to post here. Sorry. D;)
She ran, she ran and ran and ran. She knew where she was going, but didn't know where it was. A special place. Puff, pant. Just for people. Puff, pant. Like her...
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Brightfire
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Loc: Down in Mississippi and up to ...
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Firestorm slowly left the library. Aria took another wide-eyed look around and followed her.
"Who could tear the defenses down like that, Firestorm?" she asked.
"I don't know. They were made to be interlocked, a strong fortress against enemies. Malicious power should just slide off of it. Someone from within had to do it. But not just anyone, someone with power." Firestorm turned to Aria. "There is a traitor in our midst. But who?"
Her thoughts spun as they met Thorn coming up the stairs.
"Anything in the records?"
"The records have been stolen." Firestorm said quietly.
"STOLEN?!?! By who? The librarian--"
"--is dead." Firestorm said. "The library is trashed, not one shelf untouched. I have the feeling that we'll have books missing, too. Ones that may have helped us in the quest."
Aria frowned. "Firestorm, what if the librarian isn't dead? He could tell them a lot, if he had referances to the beginning of the rebellion. I mean, even if they did kill him, it won't be for long."
Thorn shook his head. "A good point, but if they knew enough to target that quickly, then they'd already know anything that he could tell them. I have the feeling that we're moving closer to a dangerous trap." Thorn's voice was steady, but his hands shook. "If they send our own dead at us, we wouldn't be able to kill them again. We'd want to welcome them back, even as they try to kill us. We can't trust anyone."
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Visit the Brightfires: cybunny5065
There seems to be more of this in roleplaying every day, so I feel I shall protest here: Please no godmodding or bunnying!
"As Mr. Sloan always says, there is no "I" in team, but there is an "I" in pie. And there's an "I" in meat pie. Meat is the anagram of team... I don't know what he was talking about." ~Shaun
We'll miss you, Steve Irwin!!!
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Spookyghost
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Still she ran. It was a wonder she didn't collapse. But she had to go on. It was her last place. A refuge. A.. She tripped landing on her outstretched arms. She massaged her palms and soon was running again. ...home
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Brightfire
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Thorn muttered and went up to the rooftops. He stood at the edge in the wind.
"How come just as soon as we get this sorted out, something else comes up. Maybe we were better off with the witch."
After day comes night. You must get through the night and reach for the sun when it comes again. A voice told him. The sun feels really good after a long night. The night is there so we love the sun.
"But this night has storms." He muttered back.
The rain makes you stronger. The wind blows smaller troubles away, and you must stand with it.
Thorn nodded, but said nothing.
A human-person is coming fast in your direction. A second voice stated. A bird also fly fast your way.
He glanced up. Circling the rebellion was a bluejay.
The bird spotted him and landed on his shoulder. Thorn glanced at her.
"Let's go see who our visitor is."
He walked back downstairs.
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Visit the Brightfires: cybunny5065
There seems to be more of this in roleplaying every day, so I feel I shall protest here: Please no godmodding or bunnying!
"As Mr. Sloan always says, there is no "I" in team, but there is an "I" in pie. And there's an "I" in meat pie. Meat is the anagram of team... I don't know what he was talking about." ~Shaun
We'll miss you, Steve Irwin!!!
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Spookyghost
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((Is it day or night?))
Taupe and Tsuna were in a broom cupboard, playing scrabble.
"YES! 6 points" Tsuna shouted, punching the air
"Shhh. Someone'll hear us" replied Taupe gently pushing his sister.
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Brightfire
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Loc: Down in Mississippi and up to ...
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(Midmorning)
Ryan halted as a closet next to him suddenly screamed "YES!" and something about points. He opened the door and saw a scrabble game in progress.
He blinked for a moment.
"Why are you two playing scrabble in a closet?" He asked.
Thorn walked outside toward the direction where the person was apparently coming from. He wondered what brought them in such haste.
The blue jay settled herself more comfortably.
Thorn glanced at the woods as he walked through it. He was glad that the Rebellion was surrounded by forests. It suited him perfectly. With a sigh, he relaxed his power, letting the voices of the trees flood through him, helping to heal where he could.
"How long has it been since I've walked out here like this?" He mused.
"You haven't ventured out since before the witch was in power." The bird answered.
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Visit the Brightfires: cybunny5065
There seems to be more of this in roleplaying every day, so I feel I shall protest here: Please no godmodding or bunnying!
"As Mr. Sloan always says, there is no "I" in team, but there is an "I" in pie. And there's an "I" in meat pie. Meat is the anagram of team... I don't know what he was talking about." ~Shaun
We'll miss you, Steve Irwin!!!
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Spookyghost
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"Uhhhm, dunno. Wanna Join?" Taupe replied briefly. Tsuna dragged Ryan into the cupboard and closed the door. "Sorry, what's your name?" She asked
((Taupe and Tsuna haven't really met the other characters yet...))
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