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| Malceure | Dec 3 2007, 12:23 AM Post #16 |
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Yuki, still not realizing that he was in the presence of humans, begins to investigate the area. Yuki: "This was nothing that I would have expected. I thought humans had great big cities with... Ah!" Yuki jumped back when his eyes finally precepted Solomon. "Who are you? Your not suppost to be here. This place was supposed to be unpopulated..." |
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Dec 3 2007, 02:03 AM Post #17 |
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Solomon closed his book in a flash and hopped to his feet. "Oh! I'm sorry. Am I trespassing? I wasn't aware this was private property! Please forgive a clueless man." |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Wolf | Dec 3 2007, 01:11 PM Post #18 |
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Anos: Huh, I knew Yuki was leaving for Earth but he didn't bring his pendant with him... Suppose it would be nice to go take a look from the Grand Staircase. *Anos began to walk to the steps and once he finally reached them sat down about halfway to take a breath of Earth's fresh air* |
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| Twilight Sage | Dec 3 2007, 03:11 PM Post #19 |
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Ryan walks over to the two. "So, now what are we arguing about? Politics?" |
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| Wolf | Dec 3 2007, 03:14 PM Post #20 |
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I'm done with the realm of gods, I don't feel like a god. So obviously it means nothing to be a god. I never even need my powers. Hmph, I'm leaving this place. *Clearly Anos made his descision and went down the rest of the steps to Earth without his pendant to find Yuki and try to make some friends, but first he reduced his age to 15. He always enjoyed watching adolescents prosper in life and wanted to learn thier ways* |
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| Malceure | Dec 3 2007, 06:19 PM Post #21 |
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Yuki quickly retracted his small, bone wings into his long black attire, before the humans would notice such an odd feature. He then smiled nervously, performing a small bow in their presence. Yuki: "My name is Yuki..." He stopped for second, trying to come up with a surname. "Yuki Ishma. A pleasure to meet you all this fine afternoon." |
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Dec 3 2007, 06:58 PM Post #22 |
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Solomon stared at Yuki. "...Am I allowed to read here then sir?" |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Malceure | Dec 3 2007, 07:25 PM Post #23 |
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Yuki: "Oh... yes... go ahead. It is completely fine with me..." Yuki's Thoughts: "I guess now I masquerade as the park owner? Not exactly what I had in mind for a disguise... actually, I have a better idea." Yuki: "Actually, I am just new here. My... parents and I moved here not to long ago. I am supposed to go to the... um..." Yuki's Thoughts: "Isn't it called a high school or something? No... a high school wouldn't make any sense." Yuki pondered the thought quickly, his heart racing as he tried to remember what it was called. |
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Dec 3 2007, 07:27 PM Post #24 |
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"Are you going to William and Mary University too?" Solomon's eyes smiled, his face still unsure of himself in this stranger's presence. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Wolf | Dec 3 2007, 07:31 PM Post #25 |
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Anos: *Anos noticed Yuki and saw a terrified expression on his face and realized what they were talking about. Yuki, it's called a college. Remember...? *A grin and a wink followed Anos' words to Yuki. Hello there. I'm... *Anos needed to think of a name as Anos is a very unusual name in the realm of Earth as he percieved* I'm Eric Ookami. |
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Dec 3 2007, 07:33 PM Post #26 |
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Solomon turned to Eric. "Oh...are you two friends?" indicating Eric and Yuki. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Malceure | Dec 3 2007, 07:36 PM Post #27 |
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Yuki: "Um... right..." Yuki's Thoughts: "What in the hell is a college? Is a college and a university the same thing? That makes less sense than a high school. I guess I can take a shot..." Yuki smiled uneasily, rubbing the back of his head. Yuki: "I mean, ah, yes. I just transfered over here. I found the ciriculum fascinating, and the extracurricular activities quite extensive and benefical to my experience as a student." Yuki, of course, did not know anything about a university, belong the sentence he had just said, which he had gotten out of a book. |
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| Wolf | Dec 3 2007, 07:43 PM Post #28 |
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He had to drop out during High School... He doesn't remember a whole lot I guess. I didn't get to go to much school in my High School days either... I suppose I remember a bit more then him... *Whispering* Listen Yuki I can remind you what it all is. I don't know why there are such dumb names either but regardless if we're going to live a life here on Earth we need to fit in ok? |
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Dec 3 2007, 07:51 PM Post #29 |
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Solomon, confused, merely pulls out his book. "Ok, nice to meet you. I must get back to reading..." |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Wolf | Dec 3 2007, 07:55 PM Post #30 |
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Good luck with your studies. *Waves as he drags Yuki off to try and find a nice place to live. |
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