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 Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 10:49 pm
  ❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤ Elizabeth frowned and turned to face the man though her face was still hidden under her hood. She would not allow him to harm the Alice. Elizabeth didn't realize it was Azrael, only because she wasn't focused on him. Suddenly, Elizabeth dashed over to them in such a quick speed and as she moved from one spot to the other it looked like there were several of her running at him. Elizabeth pulled her staff out and three it, the end hitting the whip and actually cutting it as if it were a sharp spear. The Alice, still in a panic scrambled up and crawled away. Elizabeth yelled at the girl, "Hurry and run south from here." She then faced Azrael, blocking his path to the Alice. ❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤ 
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 11:09 pm
Having to jump back from the attack, Azrael tsk the girl in the cape. “I wish you didn't do that,” he said without fear and emotion. But something peeked his interest, with a tilt of his head, he listened to his opponents voice. If today wasn't his lucky day. He dropped the useless whip and switched the sword to his left hand, not wanting to harm the girl, he quickly glanced at her weapon to confirm his believes. A slow sadistic grin appeared on his lips. The Gods had blessed him with his fiance, boy did he wanted to see her again. As Elizabeth was slightly distracted by the panicking Alice, Azrael took this opportunity to lash his sword out, not towards the princess but focusing on the cape instead.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 11:12 pm
❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤ Elizabeth jumped back to avoid the sword but it managed to cut the clip that held it closed. Her cloak fell and the hood slid off her head and thus her identity was revealed, not only that but she realized who it was. Struck with horror, Elizabeth took a step back and held her palm out, her staff returning to her. By now, the Alice had run off, but now Elizabeth needed to run as well, knowing that Azrael would take her back home, a place where she never wanted to return. She gulped and turned to make a quick escape as she dashed for the thick woods. ❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 11:53 pm
 Cheveyo nodded at Marcus's plan. He was right. After all, if they didn't get away those damn Hearts might just decide to go after them yet again...actually the worst part by him would be those flowers starting to sing off key again. Heck, couldn't they learn to sing properly!? He chuckled slightly as Salem regained her usually crazy mood. She surely was in her own element now that she was back to her territory, wasn't she? As she turned back to him, expectantly he turned around and picked up the unconscious girl bridal style. Yeah, yeah, I'm coming. We better not encounter any more flowers thou. he said, following after Salem with the girls from his time. If anything it was easier to carry the girl over his shoulder, but it was probably uncomfortable for her and since she was easy there wasn't any need for that, was it? After all, she should wake up soon enough, right? You're coming with us too, right? he asked Alyssa.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 5:07 am
♢▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ Ѧce ▄▀▄▀♢
Roles: "The Knight of Hearts, Ace of Spades, First Hour of Chronos"  ♢ My dear, lying cold...I will spend all my life with you as I swore on that day....my sin against God. ♢ Ace stopped for a moment to Dee's wishes. "Something wrong? Why did we stop?" he asked, setting her down before nodding of to Die. "These are dark woods grown by mad people. Madder than us! I'm surprised!" he said warning Die. "You see that tower? That giant clock tower?" Ace said pointing up towards it in the sky for Dee to see "We're going to climb up there! Now you see why it's safest up there from the Hearts?" he seemed really happy to explain it, as he was smiling, but that was how he usually looked anyways.
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-----  ♦ Nothing is ever the same, for this is live as we knew it. ♦ ♦▄▀▄▀ Șaren ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀♦
Role: "The March Hare"
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 6:17 am
“You see, a dog growls when it’s angry,
and wags its tail when it’s pleased."  "That wasn't a 'well are you coming?',", Salem informs Cheveyo, her grin getting bigger with amusement, "that was a 'well are you going to tell me?'" She tilts her head slightly and hums a random tune quietly to herself as she resumes her expectant look. "Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag
my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad!”
-Cheshire Cat
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 9:43 am
Cheveyo chuckled. He should've expected this from her of all people...from all Cheshires, but yeah, you get the point. I almost forgot about that. To put it simply, in our world we don't have Cheshire cats and so on, but someone must've either seen them or thought of them cause we have shows with Nekos as they call them and so on. Point is that dressing up as a character from a show is called cosplaying. Hence why people from my world will probably think you're a cosplayer at first glance. he said, shrugging slightly. Do you understand now? It's not so hard to grasp. he said, continued to follow her. He wondered if she was humming something random or a certain song from their world. Eh, you never knew with her and asking her would only make things worst. He already knew that.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 10:21 am
"That's such a shame. It sounds so boring there." Raphael said with a pout. "Though you may want to avoid the baby's breath around here, it's quite rank really. And do be sure to mind your manners around the lilies and violets. They're sweet old ladies, but a stickler about manners." he said as he lifted the latch on his garden gate with his cane. The garden was pleasant, filled with all manner of shrubberies and flowers, and topiaries cut into top hats, tea cups, and tea kettles with a looooooong table in the middle surrounded by all manner of chairs. There were stools, easy chairs, recliners, swivel chairs, and three seats were actually a couch. The table itself had a white tablecloth covered in patches that looked like they had been taken from all manners of cloth from curtains to picnic blankets to the very upholstery from some of the chairs surrounding the table. And then there were the place settings. Each seat had a place setting in front of it, but all the silverware and plates seemed mismatched, as no two plates or forks were the same. "Go ahead, sit wherever you like! Except there." he said pointing with his cane to a fancy yet comfy looking chair with a tall back at one end of the table. "That's my seat. And you can't sit there either." he said pointing at another, completely random chair without giving a reason this time before going to sit in his designated seat, hanging his cane from the chair's back while he rested his chin in his hands, staring at Stacey with a smile as if hanging on her every word and action.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 3:10 pm
“You see, a dog growls when it’s angry,
and wags its tail when it’s pleased." "Mimicry is the sincerest form of flattery. Or something...", Salem responds cheerily. She continues to skip as she suddenly starts whistling 'Jessica's Theme', which was a strange contrast to her obviously hyper mood. "Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag
my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad!”
-Cheshire Cat
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 4:44 pm
~Marcus~
Marcus laughed and he looked at Salem. "Let us go. To where no one can find us. Or we can find no one." He spun around and walked through a shrub and he smiled seeing the familar house. It was hidded and the same color as the trees. It was huge but yet small. He walked over to it and opened the door which could barely be seen. He waited for everyone to walk inside.~Alyssa~
Alyssa followed Cheyevo. "Wait!" She said and ran after them. She stared at Salem and giggled at her sillyness.((Sure Anime. ^_^ Here ----> http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=22428531 ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 9:32 pm
Dee stared at the ground as she brushed down her dress, “Umm well... I...” Not knowing why she stopped him, was it fear? Was it embarrassment? Instead of speaking she shook her head. The man named Ace was certainly strong and when he lifted her, she could feel every muscle moving through his clothes. Her face a darker shade of red, she started walking in the direction he was. “Sorry...” she muttered. Dee was slightly angry at herself for being so damn shy. She was strong willed and always protected the weak, but why does she loose herself every time a male speaks to her.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 9:52 pm
Azrael chuckled as Elizabeth took flight, “Now Liz, running only brings out the predator in me.” He took after her, sheathing his sword and bringing out a different whip. The one thing he learned roughly from his father was always carry an extra... whips were easy to dispose of but a much needed weapon when trying to catch something. Not wanting to end the chase so soon, he taunted her by laughing as he pursued her. Azrael did not know why he was so lucky today, but he certainly wasn't going to complain. His lashed his whip out, snapping it beside her head, careful not to hit her. He wanted to wear her out as fast as possible so she wouldn't fight as much when the time comes.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 10:00 pm
❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤ This was just a horrible day. Elizabeth continued running, and ran faster when the whip slapped the air beside her head. She was already getting a bit warn out considering the fact that she hadn't eaten much lately or gotten much sleep. Elizabeth weaved through tree's and didn't have any energy to create any spells to help her. Sooner or later she would have to stop and fight him though she felt she would probably lose. None the less, her body filled with adrenalin lurched forward and she continued running, hoping she would run into anyone. ❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 10:22 pm
Azrael chased after Elizabeth until he grew bored. Tightening his hold on his whip, he swung it towards her, trapping her arms to her side as the whip wrapped around her. This action caused a sudden halt which caused Elizabeth to fall forward. But before she could hit the ground, Azrael wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against his bare chest. He always keeps his long sleeve black shirt hung open just in case he gets too hot. His lips brushed against her ear as he spoke softly to her, “Good evening... Liz.”
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 10:27 pm
❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤ Elizabeth gasped as she felt herself lean forward, though honestly she'd rather hit the floor then to end up in the position she was in now. Her face grew warm and a blush appeared on her face from both anger and embarrassment. "Azrael! Let me go this instant!" She struggled to get her arms free though it was pretty much futile. Since she couldn't get her arms free, she simply tried pushing away from him. It's not like she hated him or anything, she just hated that he did what her mother told him to do. Not only that, but he would probably take her back where her mother would chop her damn head off!❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤
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