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Post by Roka Ningyo on Apr 12, 2008 15:09:35 GMT -5
He was sitting in a tall tree outside the village. Roka was suppose to have a mission today, but it seemed they'd changed their minds at the last second and he had time to spare. Not really knowing what to do with himself, he played a soft melody on the silver flute his mother left him. It didn't appear to have any magical qualities or anything, but the sound of the instrument was calming, and the song was suppose to mean something to his race, though he'd never heard the lyrics.
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Post by Admin on Apr 12, 2008 15:14:18 GMT -5
*She was making her way out of mist village when she heard an interesting flute. She raised her head and listen to it slightly before heading towards it. As she got closer and closer to it, did she start to be more stealthy about herself.*
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Post by Roka Ningyo on Apr 12, 2008 15:19:01 GMT -5
Roka stopped playing for a minute when he heard a twig snap. But after some deliberation, he assumed it was only a small animal, and he continued, but listened carefully to the woods.
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Post by Admin on Apr 12, 2008 15:20:51 GMT -5
*She stood still mainly because she had Roka in view. She smiled and made herself more known by just walking into his view.*....
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Post by Roka Ningyo on Apr 12, 2008 15:25:41 GMT -5
He glanced down coincidentally and saw a woman. She looked pregnant. And familiar. He stopped playing and waved. "Hey."
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Post by Admin on Apr 12, 2008 15:26:44 GMT -5
*She waves back smiling at him* I'm guessing you don't remember me.
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Post by Roka Ningyo on Apr 12, 2008 15:33:00 GMT -5
Roka jumped down, landing a couple of feet from her. "No, I do...I met you in the hidden village of falls, right?" He hesitated, "I suck with names, but...yours is...KG, right?"
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Post by Admin on Apr 12, 2008 15:34:17 GMT -5
*She smiles kindly and nods* Yes, thats right Roka. *She points at his flute* Your talented with that.
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