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"Good morning, about time you revived. So today's checklist. 'Dominate the world. Destroy that Village there. Kill everyone there and recruit possible wielders." Sven passed forward. His right eye changed color to blue, as he heated some water from the air, and putting it on his jug. Soon everyone will do what I want, and I wont need to make my own water
Looking at the twins, he snapped "Will you hurry already?" the faintest hint of yellow appeared on his left eye. He passed a hand through his messy brown hair. Sometimes people could be too slow for his liking.
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Michaline sighed when Ethan didn't answer, and went to answer the door. "Rachel!!" She pulled her best friend into a hug. "What are you doing? Ethan and I were about to go apartment shopping, if he would just get his lazy ass out of bed." She offered Rachel to come inside, offering food and drink.
The twins looked at each other as Sven counted off a checklist, and then yelled at them for being too slow. Rivera brushed a hand through her silver hair, and closed her eyes. The spirits surged around her, and finaly she found the one she wanted. Dragons were an extinct race, but Necromancers could reach out to them, and pull them back into this world. The wilderness around them began to stir, as bones collected at Rivera's feet. Within seconds, the massive skelleton of a dragon stood next to her. She smiled as she admired her work. Damien on the other hand, had summoned a pack of recently dead wolves. He prefered smaller, fast moving subject rather than one big strong one. They both looked to Sven. "Shall we?" They asked in unison.
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She ran five minutes and made it right onto the white porch as Harris stepped out the door. "Kandy, where were you last night?" His eyes were a dull brown and his balding hair was thinning. Megan stuck her pretty redhead self out the window and grew wide eyed at Kandy. "Where were you!?" She cried. "You look like a street bum!" She cursed and went back in only to throw the front door open.
Kandy backed away as the plump woman approached her with blazing eyes. "You were in that forest again. Weren't you child?" She gave a short nod. She turned around shaking her head.
"You're coming with me, Kandy," Harris said tiredly. "I have an apartment some teenagers are looking at today. Megan doesn't trust you so you'll have to tag along with me today." Kandy groaned but didn't complain. "Go shower and change." He commanded slowly. Kandy climbed the steps and did as she was told.
The car came to life ever so slowly. Harris and Kandy sat in quiet as they drove to the building where Harris was hoping to have two teenagers rent. (Michaline & her stepbrother)
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As Cyn got on the bus to Clyde he winded up sitting next to a rather crotchety old man - due to the fact he let so many women and child go on before him, subsequently losing his chance at a good seat..........so the 2 hour ride, felt more like a 5 hour ride.
"We are now approaching Clyde, Ohio - If you are going on to Paris, Toledo, or Cincinnati, please remain on the bus - I repeat, please remain on the bus, this is not a rest stop, just a drop and leave for Clyde, Ohio folks." the driver said quite frankly, as they finally pulled into the depot.
"Well sir, it's been....swell!" Cyn said rather sarcastically to the old man beside him, before grabbing his brown messenger bag, and getting off the bus.
"Welcome to Clyde, Ohio - Enjoy your stay!" the man at the door said to Cyn as he walked into the station. 'Now where to begin' he thought, as he made his way out the main doors........The priest at the church he had just come from told him of the rumors that state the so-called 'prophet' lives in the city of Clyde........but how was he going to find her?
Cyn sighed as he stopped a young woman and her daughter. "Excuse me ladies" he said, putting on his best smile. "You wouldn't happen to know where the local catholic church is here, would you?"
The woman appeared to have think hard about it for a moment, before the light bulb went off. "Hmm....i'm new to town so i wasn't sure at first, but if you walk back where i just came from and turn left, walk until you see a large Synagogue........then take that street until it ends........the Catholic church will be at the end, on several acres of beautiful lush land....you can't miss it!" the lady responded warmly.
Kyle nodded slightly and then bowed out of respect. "Thank you ma'am" he said with a smile, before taking off down the road.
Spotting the Synagogue across the way, he jotted across the street made his way toward the church. "Now this is rather grand, for such a small town" he whispered to himself as he approached it - hoping the parish inside had SOME information about "The Prophet".
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"Michaline is going to kill me for sleeping in today!" he thought to himself as he rushed to get dressed, not even properly buttoning his pants before he grabbed a loose white shirt with a deep open v-neck and stumbled out his bedroom door, making a racket as he emerged. His heavy clumsy half asleep footsteps could be heard rushing down the steps throughout the whole house before he came barging into the living room with his shirt only half way on over his head, almost running into the doorway.
"I'm sorry Michaline! Don't be mad please!" he pleaded as he walked through the entryway to the living room, popping his head through the opening of his shirt as he did so, "I didn't mean to---" He started to say, then saw Rachel sitting on the antique love seat holding a drink in her hand. "Rachel, hey!" He greeted as he pulled his shirt down and went to go give her a friendly hug, momentarily forgetting about the most likely peeved off Michaline right next to her. "Are you coming with us today??" he asked, taking a seat on the armrest of the 2 person couch and comfortably slinging his arm behind Rachel, resting it on the back of the love seat. Ethan was just a little too comfortable around girls, and didn't think twice about sitting close or perhaps invading someone's space a bit, it was just the way he was. Which usually made Michaline angry....in this case, more angry.
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