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What makes a man walk away from his mind? [event // closed]

Jan 23, 2010 02:53

WHO: Ashelia B’nargin Dalmasca [dynast_queen], Godot[hellsbrew], Paul Reid [emerald_sting].
WHAT: Event!
WHERE: Ruins.
WHEN: January 22nd - 25th.

( I think I know, I think I might know. )

! main plot, ashelia b'nargin dalmasca, godot, paul reid/green hornet

Comments 9

emerald_sting January 23 2010, 15:40:11 UTC

It was the crackling fireplace that awakened the Green Hornet. He did so with a start, hands rising to his face to check if his identity had been compromised. The mask was still there but the rest of the retro-Depression garb wasn't. Ancient emerald robes and a hood had somehow taken their place ( ... )

dynast_queen January 23 2010, 16:44:08 UTC

Ashe was already stirring slightly by the time the Green Hornet shook her awake. She opened her eyes blearily, scuttling backwards in surprise at the shadowy figure above her. "Get away, you ( ... )

rivelatamods January 23 2010, 20:23:24 UTC

Despite the intruders, despite the sense of a threat possibly arising for them in the near future, the two large creatures merely watched over the trio. Their bright blue eyes peered over at them every now and then, flicking their tails back and forth in a casual manner.

One, perhaps she was the female as she was just slightly smaller than the other, moved swiftly to the right side of the room to climb up the steps to a ledge that was just over five feet from the ground, not making a single sound against the cement beneath her paws as she did so. She laid herself out across the ledge, basking in the setting sun, while she crossed one paw over the other and peered down at the trio, watching them with a concentration that was almost strange for a wild creature ( ... )

emerald_sting January 23 2010, 23:30:12 UTC

"You're asking the wrong guy.", said the Hornet to the other masked man in a voice definitely not Paul Reid's. That white-haired red-visored face was familiar to him from the journals, though they'd never spoken. Masks like his were hard to forget in a place like Rive ( ... )

riveliferuiner January 24 2010, 01:00:42 UTC

“They are virtually harmless, you know,” a mans voice called out from the darkness of the passage that lead out of the strange room -- no, it was probably considered a courtyard. “Tame, you could say,” He stepped out of the shadows. It was very clear he was the one in mind when one of the sculptures in the room was created. However, he didn’t share the same old robes; instead, something a little closer to the clothing found in the native shops of Rivelata ( ... )