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"Yes, you have a problem with that?" Hinata passed her hands over her hips and back, showing her Companion Swords.
"We aren't afraid to call things as we see them."
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"Yes, you have a problem with that?" Hinata passed her hands over her hips and back, showing her Companion Swords.
"We aren't afraid to call things as we see them."
(Can I bring another character into this? I really need to develop him on a character chat that is active, but don’t want to phase out Tiak as she needs development too)
Arianna turned around at Morty's voice"Oh my GOSH. Morty?" What was happening? She just stared. "Umm.. I'm hungry?" She said at last.
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Cinthia sat this one out again, leaning against a tree and crossing her arms over her chest, a vaguely amused smile creeping up her lips. "Ratakka." Chicken.
"Kindly take that back." His eyes narrowed as he looked down at her. "I'm not a violent person, but it is your own life you gamble with when taunting me."
(go ahead, bring in a different character)
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Amalis glanced at Arianna, a warm smile appearing on his lips. "I'm afraid I don't know the answer to that. I'm sorry."
Milly stood dumbfounded, “Am I really too small to be ignored?” She asked with a pout, crossing her arms.
(Milly is a fairy, she’s not very big only standing at about two feet in height, and weighing only 15 lbs. she’s also 1,000 years old, which is equivalent to 10 human years.
Tiak bounded away into the forest, hunting a scent that the grounders couldn’t pick up. Skarmin had below average eyesight compared to humans, but made up for it in excellent hearing and smelling.
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Cinthia held her chin up high as she stared Amalis down. "Fighting me would prove difficult. I'm an Immortal goddess–and a fearless warrior. I may be only nineteen, but many have learned not to cross me."
Arianna started at the fairy. "Oh my goodness! You're so cute, and adorable! What's your name?"
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Hinata turned to Arianna.
"Here." She tossed her a sandwich.
Milly smiled at finally being noticed and flew up closer to the girl, she put a hand to her chest, “My name is Milly! Nice to meet you!”
Tiak prowled the forest, following a scent similar to that of the gorgerunners back home. She finally reached the source of the scent, and looked upon a big, strange creature, covered in light brown fur. It was slightly taller than what she was used to, but she didn’t really care, as long as it wasn’t immune to venom. She crept up behind it silently, glad she didn’t have long horns like the males back home to brush against leaves and such. She pounced, biting the neck of the beast. It tried to run, but fell flat, paralyzed. Tiak snapped its neck in her jaws, and then began dragging it back to the others.
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"Fighting me would prove difficult." He scoffed lightly, mocking Cinthia with his own truth. "I'm an immortal god and very tired. I may only be 36 thousand years old, but no one should cross the man who has the power to take a life within half a blink of an eye."
A gray squirrel sat on a branch, watching everyone. It gave a little chittering sound, and then quickly climbed down the branch, examining the humans.
(If anyone can sense magic, they will feel an incredibly strong pulse form this squirrel.)
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She just rolled her eyes, not really in the mood to fight. A strong pulse of magic tickled her senses, but she ignored it.
Tiak dragged the deer to the group, and finally reached them, sitting down panting. It was really big, and normally she didn’t have to drag these things alone. She crushed its skull in her jaws, then took a bite out of its brain, watching the others with amusement.
Millys golden eyes lit up with stars as she felt a magical presence. She heard a chittering and excitedly looked around for the creature, still staying by Arianna.
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"I'm glad we've come to a silent agreement." Amalis nodded, internally beating himself up for revealing who he was. He too could sense something magical close by, but he'd had enough of magic for one day so chose to ignore it.
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"I never agreed to anything. I just simply chose to not respond." She took a page from her best friend and smirked at him. "No one plans a murder out loud."
The squirrel edged closer, its furry tail low to the ground to help avoid detection.
"I never agreed to anything. I just simply chose to not respond." She took a page from her best friend and smirked at him. "No one plans a murder out loud."
(Can I just say that this is the best thing anyone has said to me all year)
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Hinata tensed. Someone was watching them. She followed the trail of energy to a squirrel, sitting in a tree nearby.
Milly grew impatient as she could not spot the creature, she looked at the others who seemed to be bickering and frowned at the scary looking one eating the carcass of something, “Does anyone else sense that?” She asked.
(Squirrel’s actually on the ground, but whatever.)
The squirrel noticed Hinata looking at it, and chattered in alarm, trying to run away.
(Someone please catch it)
Arianna smiled at Milly, she reminded her of Terry. Arianna looked over at Tiak, and almost threw up. Tiak was eating the brains of a deer! Then her eyes wandered to Morty. Or was his name actually Morty? Arianna asked him. "Is your name truly Morty? Or is it false, like your appearance?"
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"I don't plan murders at all, yet for some reason people just die." He said innocently, sarcastically, still not completely sure of what to make of Cinthia. He turned to Arianna with a sad expression. "Morty is a short version of Mortem, which means Death in Latin. It's my human name. My real name is Amalis of Felai, and I am the God of Life and Death."
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Hinata leaped after the squirrel. With it being nearly too far away, she tore off her jacket and willed her wings to come out of hibernation. She quickly wrapped her hands around the squirrel.
"I think there's something you're not telling us."
Tiak finished the brains and eyes of the deer, then, realizing no one else was going to eat raw meat, began chomping in the rest. She tore out the belly, her claws and snout covered in blood.
The squirrel chattered angrily, trying to get out of her grip.