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Post by ellye909 on Sept 3, 2009 20:36:22 GMT -5
they both reached the blacksmiths shop, Skye smiled and walked in paying 30 gillah to have the dagger sharpened. once they were done, Skye, picked up his dagger and lead ren too his hideout, really not too impresive, but he liked it, it was a bit messy, slacks, shorts and rope everywere, and a rock bed in the corner, he made it with a friend he met along the way.
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Post by Alissa on Sept 3, 2009 21:41:56 GMT -5
"This is a nice place you got here" Ren said, entering the shack. This looked, not rather clean or nice, but rather home-y, like he enjoyed it here. "Soo..." she said, sitting down somewhere in the shack. "What do you want to go to Astar for?" she asked.
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Post by ellye909 on Sept 10, 2009 20:51:26 GMT -5
Skye smiled sweetly, a kind of girly smile, but nice, and he said sweetly "i just wnat to go because thats what i feel" he said his eyes drifting of far, far away
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Post by Alissa on Sept 18, 2009 17:23:13 GMT -5
"Ah" Ren replied simply. She knew that feeling. If she didn't, she wouldn't be traveling like this. She looked up at Skye and then stood up. "So you wanna leave now, or later, Skye?" she asked. She really, really didn't like stay in this town any more. It was too...dusty. It was the end of fall and she wanted to make sure she enjoyed it before the winter came along.
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Post by ellye909 on Dec 31, 2009 17:32:10 GMT -5
Skye returned back to earth and thought, it was dusty. Not much water, only a small river to swim in, and too many people could see him. He wanted to leave, he saw at least 10 posters of his fathers business. Each giving him a scare, and a flashback of when he was young. He wanted to leave. He needed to leave. But something pulled him into staying. And yet, nothing pulled him back. He quickly looked back into the direction of Ren, and with a nervous look, he said "Sure, lets leave, quickly too." He backed away from the tent,and packed most of it up. Truth be told, he was scared. He had never met his father since the "accident" and he didnt want to either. His father loved him. His mother loved him. Eccept he didnt love them. They hurt him. And if they saw him in his tattered clothes and scraped and nicked face, he would have no choice but to go back with them. Afraid and tired, he just wanted a nap. Skye shivered, then left along the trail.
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