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Post by Abby Raven on Jan 14, 2011 16:26:52 GMT -6
As Abby flew through the air, she felt amazing. She looked down to see her parents waving up at her and smiling. She smiled back at them, knowing that they couldn't see her smile, but she couldn't help it.
She continued to glide, watching her surroundings shift and change as she flew fast. She felt so wonderful, all the holes in her heart were gone. She had a family, she was normal. She wasn't a freak or trouble maker.
Abby woke with a jolt. She was in the air elemental tent inside of the tribe. She got up, washed her face, and dressed quickly in a lavender t-shirt and baggy jeans. She left the tent quickly, wishing to speak to no one. Today was differant from any other day. Today she wanted only to speak to Damien. She decided to move along in life, and stop living off of her longings.
She was hoping that he had gotten her note and was waiting for her in the battle clearing. She wanted to take up a new fighting style so that her time was occupied. Damien, unlike the others, was kind to her and would understand that she needed help.
She went to the clearing and found that it was empty. Please let him come, she prayed silently.
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Post by Damien Lightwell on Jan 14, 2011 16:32:10 GMT -6
Damien was standing at the edge of the clearing, hiding. He wondered why Abby had asked him to come here. What could she need? When she appeared in the clearing he watched her for a little while efore he stepped out of the treeline and into the clearing. He walked silently to stand before her, looking down to see her. He didn't say anything, he didn't need to. He spent most of his time with the younger children of the tribe, just helping out, making them feel accepted where most did not. It was just what he felt compelled to do. So most of the children could understand him without his having to speak a word.
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Post by Abby Raven on Jan 14, 2011 16:35:55 GMT -6
"I know this is uncalled for... But.... Ummm.... Will you help me take up a new fighting style? I want to be able to use my air powers along with a weapon. I think I would like to try daggers, but if that wont work then I'll find something else," Abby prompted, looking at the floor. Slowly, she looked up, and a smile lit the corners of her mouth. It became a wide grin.
"If that's not to hard for you, oh noble one," she teased.
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Post by Damien Lightwell on Jan 14, 2011 16:39:55 GMT -6
Damien smiled, letting out a laugh.
"Oh, it's no trouble, Princess. Now where's your weapon? You cannot fight without it, you know," he teased. backing away to prepare for the training battle. He loved helping train the members of the tribe. He felt better, at home and relaxed. Fighting was natural for him.
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Post by Abby Raven on Jan 14, 2011 16:42:18 GMT -6
"Here," she said, pulling two short daggers out of her jean pockets. The handle was black and the metal was crafted silver. "Now, lets begin."
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Post by Damien Lightwell on Jan 15, 2011 21:17:57 GMT -6
A bolt of lightning shot from the sky and shot into Damien's outstretched hand. When the light flash left, a gleaming sword was in his hand. The blade was a bright, shining silver, and the handle was a sleek black, with a gleaming diamond in the center. He shifted to a fighting stance, elctricity sparking from him. He watched her, waiting for her to make the first move.
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Post by Abby Raven on Jan 15, 2011 23:54:26 GMT -6
Abby let the air swirl around Damien, hoping that it would make it to where he couldn't see. She let it pick her up, making her movement much faster as she jolted forward and Let her daggers hit his sword with a loud "Clang," She laughed when the sword fell out of his hand.
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Post by Damien Lightwell on Jan 16, 2011 15:15:20 GMT -6
Damien kept his eyes on Abby as he slowly bent down to pick up his sword. Electricity flew from his outstretched hand to fly around Abby in her swirling little vortex. He rushed forward with his sword and brought it down upon her.
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Post by Abby Raven on Jan 18, 2011 17:15:46 GMT -6
Abby staggered backward and fell on her backside. She cursed under her breath and got up. "I'm not giving up that easily!" she said with a smile as she attacked him once again.
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Post by Damien Lightwell on Jan 18, 2011 17:20:09 GMT -6
"I wouldn't expect it, little princess," Damien said with a smile. He deflected her blows trying to see through her wind. Electricity jumped around him, and one of Abby's daggers came dangerously close to him. He jumped back, throwing a little of his lightning towards her.
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Post by Abby Raven on Jan 18, 2011 17:22:32 GMT -6
The light blinded Abby's eyes, and she hid her eyes from it. She circled around him, jabbing at his ancle, the wind in his eyes.
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Post by Damien Lightwell on Jan 18, 2011 17:29:47 GMT -6
Damien twisted around, jumping away from Abby. The wind was blinding him, bringing tears to his eyes. He sent bolt after bolt at Abby, accompanied by sword strokes, falling upon her left and right, trying to overpower her.
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Post by Abby Raven on Jan 19, 2011 9:36:20 GMT -6
Abby jumped to the side, dodging his sword. She doubled back, using her wind to surge a tornado to pick up Damien. She pulled the tornado down, causing it to throw him to the side and fall down onto the ground.
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Post by Damien Lightwell on Jan 19, 2011 18:04:09 GMT -6
Damien picked himself up from the ground and shook his head. He sent a large bolt to land right behind Abby, blinding her. He took advantage of her temporary blindness and drove forward, pressing his attack.
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Post by Abby Raven on Jan 20, 2011 15:57:57 GMT -6
Abby staggered backward and fell weakly. She heaved herself and started to pace, trying to trick him into thinking she'd given up. An evil grin hit the corners of her mouth.
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