the nights in the desert

Thread in 'Ramathian Scrolls' started by Temrin, Nov 13, 2004.

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  1. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
    <table class=ooc><tr><td> Fine ok, i'll posteh</td></tr></table>


    Ras awoke with a gasp his body spazing upright as the others were thrown from his mind back into their bodies. His paw went to his head as he groaned. <span style='color:orange'>Man, that tasted nasty</span> he grimmaced as he rubbed his tounge against his palatte
     
  2. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
    <table class=ooc><tr><td>YAY! we can just finish this up, cuz obviously its about dead...</td></tr></table>


    Temrin was shot back from the bowels of his mind, back into her own body. Her body jerked up at the sudden reallity check. she felt a little dizzy but was soon smiling and up on her feet and next to Ras.

    <span style='color:black'>Hey? You alright?</span>

    Her smiled had disapeared, waiting for a positive answer from Ras.
     
  3. he looked up at her. <span style='color:orange'>yeah, i guess so.</span> he rubbed his head and looked around. <span style='color:orange'>what happened?</span>
     
  4. Temrin sighed and chuckled. She patted his back and shook her head.

    <span style='color:black'>It's a bit confusing for even myself...</span>

    She smiled slightly and looked at the others.
     
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    Was it over? Something told Sketch that it never was. The sun had peeked over the distant horizion line, lighting the world and warming it... incubating it into a new day. Sleeping souls would soon awake, refreshed for another monotonous day. Trying to fight back the naseating waves of exhaustion, Sketch questioned herself again, as she always did after a completely unplanned adventure. However, deep inside she felt the adrenaline still pounding through her veins like icewater. She knew she got a cheap thrill from dangerous and stupid escapades, but she liked it. Taking a deep breath and trying to drown out the firey alarms going off inside her head warning her about the various injuries she'd accumulated over the day. Had that only been a day? It seemed like weeks, but she could not guess why.
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  6. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
    <table class=ooc><tr><td>Will this be the end... the end of a grand adventure that almost became a dead thread... ^^</td></tr></table>
     
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