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Post by jekren on Aug 4, 2009 16:13:04 GMT -5
Her fear was expected..
Belle would take a few steps backwards, letting the Mist advance and dissapate as she held a smile on her face. "Relax gaurdian, I am not here to take your box. I am here to return your box." she spoke softly as she advanced with the box out stretched in her hands. "You left this lying on the floor when you were almost killed. I saved your life and brought you the box, the man Jordan Pryce I thin it was helped too." she said as she walked over to a chair. Usually when you sat down it showed that you were submissive, she'd do so now to show Cianna that she meant no harm what so ever. "He's waiting out in the lobby, in case you wished to thank him later." she said as she tilted her head a little to the right.
"You're a bit young for a guardian, did the last one die so soon?" she asked with a frown. It seemed that the burdens were being placed on each new generation younger and younger each time. "You're safe as long as I remain in this room. They'd dare not try and claim the box if they can sense my power." |
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Post by cianna on Sept 15, 2009 2:53:32 GMT -5
Cianna took the box in both arms grabbing it like a life line and just sat it down infront of her while looking at this woman as if looking at an alien. "Who are you someone just doesn't help others without wanting something and your too powerful for a good good witch," asked Cianna as she looked at her? She remembered a young man helping her and noted to thank him later on. The young guardian had bleed many times before and would eventually die for her duty then thought that the newest guardian wasn't even born yet. "She died and I ended up with this thing with no explantation only a few months ago," said Cianna folding both arms she didn't trust easily. Witches had been of no hope and had to teach herself about her powers that turned out we're made better with wolf blood.
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