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Card Wielders

Chorlaen

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a part of Card Wielders, by ViviOrunitiaFF9.

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Piper June Tyren [0] Emotions hold people back from their true potential. Therefore I try to limit mine.
Sarah Ravencroft [0] Hi, I'm the weather witch. Now get out of my way.
Akira Hosugaki [0] ...
Jonathan Eastbrook [0] Who ever said I was nice?
Virgo Sarah Lionheart [0] "are you scared? don't be, I don't bite...much."
Altarix Almas [0] "Tsk Tsk Tsk you should really have stayed home, because now I have to KILL YOU!"
Seiko Ikida [0] well now my rival me finally meet
Reimi Cellings [0] "I don't talk to strangers. I'm not sorry."
Ibram Gaunt [0] "Alright, bring it on! Fireheart Aeon Card, open!"

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Jonathan was still in his bed and it was three in the afternoon! A rare occurrence for him...then again, he didn't get much sleep anyway. He showered and changed then went for a jog. The air was a little cold, but nothing he couldn't handle. The continuous rhythm of his foot steps against the ground calmed him and he was out until 6:48 jogging without stop.
"Jog done, then food and then bed." He got to his kitchen and looked around for something that he wanted to eat when he saw a card on his table. Jonathan walked over and picked it up then looked over every inch of it. The picture was darkness with a red tear drop shape in the middle which looked like it was in motion. The red shape was lighting up the darkness and he could see a tree in the background.
"How the hell did this card get here?" He read the writing at the bottom. "Weak stun strike...? Ok..." He said sarcastically before he threw it back down on the table and continued to get his dinner but kept looking back at the card.

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Sarah was reading her favourite book which she had read about a million times. She turned the page, only to see a card drop out.
"Huh...?" She picked it up and looked at the picture and writing.
"Thunder Bolt...? Uh huh..." The picture was a dark night with brightened clouds in the middle at the top of the card. From this lighter spot was a bolt of lightning which didn't touch the bottom of the card. /she put the card down and went back to her book but couldn't focus on it. Her mind was still full of thoughts about the card.

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Reimi awoke that morning with all the usual intentions. School had been out for the weekend and she made sure to relax as much as she could. She got dressed and headed downstairs to snatch up her pocky box before heading out the door to go to her favorite cafe. Once there she would be able to read and sip luxurious tea while hot guys walked around with friendly smiles. She could blush all she wanted too because wasn't it natural to be nervous when ordering food? You could pick the wrong thing and screw up then embarrass yourself. Of course, those were only excuses in her mind. She took a seat in the back watching the usual patrons go about talking and laughing before she picked a pocky biscuit from the box and plopped it into her mouth. It being her favorite candy, she enjoyed having it at all times of the day. Her hand went for the second but instead pulled out a slender card.

Her face scrunched into a scowl of curious wonder as she stared at the intricate designs of the card. For all she thought it was a tarot card. "Minor wound card? I see. I wonder if it's Karen's." She murmured softly thinking of her friend who used tarot cards all the time. She jumped startled when her waiter appeared with a smile, and a blush crept up her face. She laid the card on the table to begin her order. She would figure out while she had the card eventually since Karen usually called after a while unless it wasn't hers. Reimi pursed her lips thinking. "Ma'am? Would you like sugar with that.?" She blinked then began to blush deeper. "So sorry. Must be my pocky getting to me. No sugar. Thanks." The waiter walked off shaking his head and she let out a sigh before looking back to the card. It's strange. I'm sure tarot cards don't have those designs...

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“Piper! Y-you did this!?” Jimeniette gasped and sank to her knees. Her long, dark brown hair fell around her like a curtain. Piper stared at the little bird. It had kept her up at night with its chirping and moving about. So Piper had gotten out of bed and gone into Jimeniette’s room where she kept the bird locked up in a small little cage next to her bed. It had been a simple task. After all, the woman was a hard sleeper, which was why she didn’t mind the bird anyways. So she hadn’t heard when Piper took the bird out and carried it outside. Piper had killed it quickly enough, not for merciful reasons, but she was tired.

“Wh-why would you…how could you do this! He was just an innocent little bird and you KILLED him![/i] Jimeniette screamed. Piper laughed quietly. Her black hair hung in her face and covered her eyes from Jimeniette’s view. She could hear her hysterics and was amused by them. Really, all that fuss for some little bird? How pathetic, really.

“Goodbye, Jimeniette,” she said with a grin. Her brown leather messenger bag was slung over one shoulder and she was ready to go. Piper turned and walked away from her big yellow house, leaving her sobbing. Apparently, she had hatched the bird and raised it, named it Jack in honor of her dead husband; she was recently widowed. Rather stupid, how does that help oneself? It’s just some little bird, really there was no big deal. Jimeniette was cursing Piper. Piper giggled hysterically, rather like a dangerous resident of a psycho ward, one who had escaped and was wreaking havoc upon society. A girl like the daughter of the Joker from Batman, Piper was a girl that the devil would smile at with approval.

Piper looked at the card that she had found earlier that morning. It was of a bow and arrow. She wasn’t sure why she took it. It was probably a waste of space, but she could throw it away later. Maybe sell it when she got into a town. Then she could get some money, maybe eventually enough to buy something really worthwhile.

"Jack fell down..." she spoke in an eerie, sing-song voice that would give just about anyone chills. She looked down at the card in her hand, "And broke his crown."

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"Well, at least that match is done..." Ibram wipes the sweat off his head as he wins the tennis match. "Huh, what's this?" He says, finding a card on top of his tennis bag. "Huh, looks like a Yu-Gi-Oh card..." he holds it in his hand, and looks in detail at it. "K-9 Aeon Card? Never heard of this one, probably a prank or something..." he stuffs it in his pocket and heads out.